In the courtyard of Luo Dawa's house, five or six women in the village rub the processed fresh fish with salt repeatedly, inside and out.

After kneading, it is placed in a large clay pot, left for a day, and then tied with a rattan through the gills and mouth of the fish, and then worn on a bamboo pole to dry.

Originally, Han Cheng wanted to wear it with hemp rope, but Uncle Liu didn't agree, saying that it was too wasteful, and then he took a sickle and cut these rattans.

The reason why it is not kneaded and hung to dry, but put in a clay pot for a day and then worn to dry, is because after the fresh fish is kneaded with salt, it is easy to be pickled at first, and the salt rubbed on it is easy to lose some of it with this salt.

Put it in a basin for a day, and this salty light blood water will not be wasted.

Because even if it flows out, you can still soak the fish in the basin and continue to marinate.

"Auntie, put more salt, rub these fish out of the basin with salt again, and then put them on the pole."

Han Cheng walked over and looked at Aunt Liu's salted fish with rattan for a while, and said with a smile.

As he spoke, Han Cheng squatted down and took matters into his own hands, grabbed a handful of salt from the jar beside him, and rubbed it on the salted fish.

"Brother Cheng, is there too much salt like this......

Aunt Liu and a few people are distressed to see it, where is this salt? It's like rubbing money on the fish!

"Auntie, it's okay, the biggest feature of our salted fish is that it is salty, and the rest of the requirements are not high, the more salt you knead on it at this time, and when you go to the county town to sell it, the higher the price can be sold."

Han Cheng said to Aunt Liu and the others with a smile while kneading the salted fish.

When Han Cheng said this, they all reacted to what was going on, and they couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's still Brother Cheng's thoughtful......

That being said, when the time comes to rub salt on the salted fish, there is still some difficulty in getting started.

After all, the current salt price is too high and outrageous, and the green salt they use to pickle fish is green salt that they didn't dare to think of before, how can they not feel distressed?

When Aunt Liu first grabbed salt from the salt shaker and rubbed the salted fish for the second time, they all gritted their teeth and closed their eyes.

Later, I rubbed more salt, and then slowly got used to it.

These people who clean up the fish and pickle the fish by hand are all paid, and they are also paid according to the number of catties processed, and if they do a good job, they can earn seven or eight dollars a day.

With the busyness of everyone in Qingque Village, the yard of Dawa's house soon hung a bamboo pole and a bamboo pole of salted fish, which looked magnificent.

At the beginning, Han Cheng also came over from time to time to instruct Aunt Liu on how to make salted fish, mainly to ask them to put more salt, and later saw that the big guys were cooked, so they basically didn't come, and the main time was to cook salt with Han Xiao, Luo Qian, and Luo Dawa in their own homes.

The people of the village are very conscious of the method of making excellent green salt from the mineral salt that cannot be eaten.

Whenever Han Cheng and the others closed the door and started to make salt, the people in the village would stay away from Han Cheng's house and never approach this side.

Even if there is something to talk about, you have to wait until the courtyard gate of Han Cheng's house is reopened......

In the busyness of everyone, time passed in a flash, and eight or nine days passed quickly, and the salted fish made in the first three days had been dried into salted fish by the increasingly intense sunlight.

Now, it's time to go to the county town to sell these salted fish and recoup some of the capital!

Three days ago, everyone was not skilled enough to start making salted fish, but the dried salted fish still had nearly 300 catties.

"Go back, wait for us to come back in the second half of the day!"

Coming to the village again, Han Cheng smiled and waved his hand to the people who were sent to the entrance of the village.

"Hah!"

Uncle Liu, who was leading the ox cart, shouted, and the ox pulling the cart heard the order and opened his hooves to pull the ox cart forward, and the wooden wheels crushed the dirt road, making a gurgling sound from time to time.

Han Cheng, Luo Dawa and other seven or eight people followed behind the ox cart and headed in the direction of the county town.

For this trip to the county town to sell salted fish, the people in the village are very concerned, Uncle Liu brought a rare ox cart in Qingque Village, and the more middle-aged people in the village also followed.

In the future, whether the big guy can follow Brother Cheng to earn some money by salted fish depends on this day.

As long as this first sale goes well, then things will be stable, and the big guy's hanging heart will be able to be put back in his stomach.

Compared with Uncle Liu, Han Cheng is not too worried, salt itself is a very good item to sell, it is a necessity of life, and it is sold very steadily on weekdays.

Not to mention that there is a salt shortage now, and the price of salt remains high.

The salt shortage has happened for some time, and the salt of ordinary people has basically eaten a seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, eight

Although he sells salted fish, not eyes, such salted fish is not much different from salt.

"Brother Cheng, what price do you say is right for salted fish? Is it expensive to pay ten dollars a pound? ”

After walking forward for a while, Uncle Liu looked at Han Cheng with some excitement and asked.

Ten dollars for a pound of salted fish, three hundred pounds of salted fish is three thousand dollars, three thousand dollars for three days, this thing only needs to be imagined to make people feel excited.

"Ten dollars a pound?"

Han Cheng looked at Uncle Liu a little sluggishly and asked rhetorically.

Being looked at by Han Cheng like this, Uncle Liu suddenly felt embarrassed, he touched his head and smiled: "Ten dollars a pound is indeed expensive, or five dollars a pound." ”

Luo Dawa and other people from Qingque Village who followed on the side nodded one after another, which was more reasonable, ten dollars per catty was too expensive.

Selling at such a price, it also makes a lot of money, and the average income is 500 yuan a day, which they couldn't think of before!

"Five dollars a pound?"

Han Cheng's eyes widened, what are you kidding! Where is this business? This is clearly being a wealth boy!

"At least fifty dollars for a pound!"

Han Cheng snorted and said.

Uncle Liu, who thought that Han Cheng thought the price was too high and was about to say three dollars a catty, was instantly stunned, not only he was stunned, but Luo Dawa and the others were also stunned.

Oh my God!

A pound of salted fish is sold for fifty dollars, this, how did this Cheng brother open his mouth!

Where is this selling salted fish, this is clearly robbing money!

The people of Qingque Village, including Uncle Liu, were all extremely strongly impacted by their fragile three views at this time.

Looking at Han Cheng's gaze, he was all sluggish.

Brother Cheng looks like he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he didn't expect it to be so black!

Fifty dollars for a pound of salted fish, God!