Early the next morning, Wei Renshi ran out of the door again.

Zheng Lizheng had already prepared several donkey carts waiting for him, and the two led the donkey carts to Fuchang County.

After arriving in Fuchang County, he took all the plough components he built and brought them back to Changgu.

On the way, Wei Ren jumped off the donkey cart from time to time, picked up some stones from the side of the road and put them back on the donkey cart, ready to use them as stoves after going back.

Back in Changgu, the two assembled a plough at Zheng Lizheng's house.

Zheng Li was patting the ploughs and said, "I have already run to four neighboring villages, and these four villages have set a total of about a dozen planes. You can earn two copper coins. ”

"Okay." Wei Renshi nodded and said with a smile: "It's time to prepare for lunch." ”

As he spoke, he moved down the stones he had collected along the road and piled them up.

Zheng Lizheng stepped forward to help, poured water and some yellow mud, and pasted it into the cracks of the stones. While he was confused, he said: "When the notice of the county government comes out, Fuchang will know that there will be more people who plough this kind of plow, and there will be more people who will come to the door at that time." I thought, we have to go to Fuchang to build it, and it's not convenient. Why don't you do it directly in our Changgu? ”

"That's better." Wei Renshi nodded, and said, "However, our blacksmiths and carpenters in Changgu are all working outside, and we can't always call people back." ”

"Where they do the work is not the work, call back to make the last batch, and then make another batch when it is sold." Zheng Lizheng said.

"What if you do too much at once and you can't sell it there?" In the matter of selling ploughs, Wei Renshi still prefers to place orders first and then do them according to the number of orders, so as to avoid a backlog.

Zheng Lizheng said with a smile: "Can the plough be sold?" Three hundred dollars is not a big amount, even if one family can't afford it, a partnership of three or five can always afford it. Who wouldn't want to have their own plow? Don't get in the way, I'll pay for it. ”

"Uncle Zheng seems to be very rich." Wei Renshi laughed and quipped: "Isn't there a private job in addition to farming?" ”

"It's some." Zheng Lizheng nodded and said, "My brother is doing business outside, and when I left the army, I mixed some rewards, and if I threw myself in, I can always get some small profits." ”

Wei Renshi smiled: "If you want to make money, you still have to do business!" It's a pity that my aunt will not allow it. By the way, is Uncle Zheng unmarried, or is she the original wife......"

"Ahem—never married! Never married! Zheng Lizheng suddenly had a lot of meaning, scratched his head, turned his face to pat the yellow mud pasted on the outside of the stove, and said, "Isn't this a member of the army...... When I went, I thought that if I didn't come back, wouldn't it delay the girl's house, so I didn't say anything. It's not too big to come back, and there's no one around who is too right, so it's delayed when you come and go......"

Wei Renshi grinned. In fact, he came from a later life, and his concept is different, and he really doesn't mind Mrs. Tai going to another family.

She is only thirty, and it is quite bitter to be widowed so early. It would be a good thing to have someone who was good to her to live with her.

Well, this Zheng Lizheng still has to be investigated again.

"It's finished." Wei Renshi looked at the stove, then dragged firewood from the side, took a fire sickle and lit the fluffy grass and bark, ignited the firewood, and started a fire.

After the fire, the yellow mud hardens, the stones are collected, and the stove becomes stronger.

The big iron pot was brought by Zheng Lizheng and put on the stove. Wei Renshi scooped a scoop of water into the pot and wiped it clean with a cloth.

Then cut off a piece of lard, press it into the pan and rub it back and forth.

After wiping it, boil it with hot water for a while, pour the water and wipe it off, and put lard in it to smear.

This process was repeated several times, and some sesame oil was poured into the pan, and the iron wok was considered to be boiling.

"What kind of delicious food is Wei Langjun going to make today?" Zheng Lizheng asked expectantly.

"Pork." Wei Renshi replied.

Zheng Lizheng's face changed slightly, and he said with a smile: "The pork is very fishy, Wei Langjun is afraid that he has not eaten it!" ”

"The world is not allowed to breed the law, so the quality of the pork raised is firewood and cheeky. I don't know how to cook it, so I can't suppress the smell. Wei Renshi smiled: "Didn't you make some cooking wine yesterday?" Today is to see if the cooking wine can suppress the fishy shame of pork. If it can be suppressed, it means that cooking wine is very useful. By the way, Uncle Zheng, is the eldest lady of the Liu'a Weng family back? ”

"You're thinking about asking someone to make a cake for you?" Zheng Lizheng smiled: "I haven't come back yet." Tian Dali is on duty in the Yamen, and he has to wait for him to be free before he can come back. ”

"It's not a pancake, it's a bit like steamed cake, but it's not steamed, you have to make noodles first." Wei Renshi said, moved the kettle out again, added water to the seat, and kneading the dough and noodles himself.

Zheng Lizheng took out an old face from the house and handed it to Wei Renshi.

"Uncle Zheng still has this?" Taking over the old face, Wei Renshi was a little surprised.

Zheng Li Zhengyile: "I don't eat steamed cakes or what?" It's another person, what's the matter if you don't steam yourself? ”

The old dough is left over from the last time the dough was made, and there is yeast produced in the last dough that is mixed into the new dough to help the dough ferment.

Wei Ren is really happy, if he waits for natural fermentation, it will be much slower.

Mix the old noodles into the dough, cover them and put them not far from the stove, the temperature is higher and the fermentation will be faster.

The water in the kettle was already boiling, Wei Renshi cut the pork into pieces and put it inside, skimmed off the foam after boiling, and then added various spices and spices, poured in cooking wine, and continued to simmer together.

Under the slow simmering over low heat, the aroma of the meat gradually rose, Wei Renshi sniffed it carefully, and it was still a little fishy, so he poured in the cooking wine again, thought about it, and threw the small piece of dried pine wood left yesterday into it after peeling.

While waiting, the two continued to assemble the plow, and when the rest of the plough was assembled, the dough was almost ready.

Wei Renshi went over to knead the dough, and after kneading it a few times, he habitually prepared to put alkali.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I felt a sigh in my heart, and suddenly remembered that there was no alkali at this time!

Wei Renshi secretly said that it is not good, there is no alkali, so the steamed cakes made are not sour? How much does that affect the taste!

"Uh, Uncle Zheng, when you make steamed cakes, how do you prevent them from smelling sour?" Wei Renshi turned his head to Zheng Lizheng and asked.

Zheng Lizheng was stunned: "Isn't the steamed cake just a sour taste when you eat it?" That's why the big guys are all delicious, and they eat pancakes. ”

When Wei Renshi heard this, he knew that there was no way for people at this time, so he recalled it carefully.

After a while, Wei Renshi suddenly clapped his hands and smiled. By the way, there is no alkali, there is plant ash. When I was a child, I watched my grandmother knead noodles and steamed buns, or make ramen, not all of them were kneaded with some grass and wood gray water.

Grass ash is alkaline, and rubbing it can neutralize the sour taste of the dough.

As soon as he thought of this, Wei Renshi went over and grabbed a handful of the grass and wood ashes left over from the time of the fire, mixed it with water, put it into the noodles, and kneaded it vigorously.

"Hey! You can't spoil it if it's sour! Zheng Lizheng saw Wei Renshi rubbing the ashes into his face, and immediately shouted.

Wei Renshi ignored him, kneaded the dough and rolled it into a cake, and made a fire to burn it.