When Zhuang Yonghe thought of this, he felt that it was not a taste, and hurriedly said: "You can rest assured, this matter will be wrapped up in me, how many beans you use, just tell me, I promise to collect it for you, and it has to be that kind of clean and good beans." ”

"And it's all from the same village, if you want to come and collect the beans first, and then give the money, it will be successful, and when the time comes, I will pull the beans for you to the mill, and you give me the money, and I will give them again."

It is also avoided that the money is advanced, how much money is used, and how much money has to be repaid when you go back, such troublesome calculations.

"Done." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile: "Then it's hard work for Uncle He Zhang Luo." ”

"What's hard work or not, and saying this kind of thing, isn't it all right?" Zhuang Yonghe got up and added another cup of tea to Zhuang Qingning: "If there is anything you want me to do in the future, just open your mouth." ”

"Done." Zhuang Qingning's eyebrows and eyes were crooked when he smiled.

Over there, He's already burned large intestine, the braised rice and millet in the pot mixed with gold and silver rice have also wafted out the aroma, and He's fried shredded potatoes, green onion and eggs, and fried the extra piece of tofu given by Zhuang Qingning in the morning on both sides of the golden and fragrant, and then opened the rice.

The big guys are happy in their hearts, this meal is also extremely rich in the farmhouse, and they eat while chatting, and the food is also comfortable and happy.

After dinner, Zhuang Yonghe and He wanted to stay with Zhuang Qingning to talk more, but they remembered that the two sisters had been busy for a long time last night and should go back to make up for sleep, so they dispelled this idea and urged the sisters to go back to rest.

Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui didn't stay longer and went back to rest.

In the evening, I got up to make dinner, and after dinner, I went to the tofu factory.

Zhuang Mingliang came to help grind tofu together.

After the tofu was ground in the early morning, Zhuang Qingning still asked him to bring a piece of tofu back, along with some tofu brains.

After that, I went to the town to set up a stall to sell tofu as usual.

Fushun Lou gave up the Changji Tofu Workshop, and the news of buying tofu from Zhuang Qingning spread far and wide, and many people in the town were surprised and curious when they learned about it.

Curious about how delicious Zhuang Qingning's tofu here is, Zhang Yongchang did not hesitate to give up the relationship between his brother-in-law, and did not hesitate to pull down his face to offend Chang Yuanda, and he also wanted to buy her tofu to cook.

With this curiosity, what kind of bun shop, leek box stall, and even ordinary people living in the town came to Zhuang Qingning's tofu stall, planning to buy a piece and go back to taste how delicious it was.

As a result, Zhuang Qingning's tofu stall is becoming more and more popular, and it is sold out earlier than usual.

Many people who came here were surprised or sighed when they saw that Zhuang Qingning was already cleaning up the empty bamboo basket, and some even complained about why Zhuang Qingning didn't grind more tofu......

In short, it can be said that there is everything.

But no matter what you say, it's enough to explain a little bit - tofu is delicious and in demand!

Under the pressure of demand, Zhuang Qingning slightly increased the amount of ground tofu, but it did not increase much.

As a result, there was a situation in the town where there were already people waiting to buy tofu without waiting for Zhuang Qingning to set up a stall in the town.

This business is like this, the more prosperous the more people, the more other people think this thing is good, so the more people come to Zhuang Qingning to buy tofu.

And here, Zhuang Yonghe and He's tofu are also selling very well, forty catties of tofu a day, basically one hour can be sold out.

Six or seven dollars are easy to get in hand, and there is almost no delay in doing other work, which is simply an excellent job.

On Zhuang Mingming's side, Zhuang Qingning has discussed with Zhuang Yonghe and the He family, and temporarily helped Zhuang Qingning grind tofu in the tofu workshop, and gave him a salary of five cents a day.

It's been a few busy days.

[Ding, the system warmly reminds that the salted duck eggs marinated by the host have been completed, please open them in time.] 】

Zhuang Qingning was stunned for a moment.

Last time, there was a bug in the system, so that she got a recipe for pickling salted duck eggs, and she bought duck eggs back and put them in the jar after pickling, so busy for a few days, I almost forgot about it.

After being reminded by Xiao Wu, Zhuang Qingning took the jar out of the shade in the house, took out four or five duck eggs after opening it, and carefully washed off the layer of yellow mud wrapped on it.

Boil the water in the pot, put the salted duck eggs on the top of the cage drawer, boil the water over high heat to steam the duck eggs completely, take out the cold water again, put it on the board and cut it with a knife.

The salted duck egg was split in half under the sharp knife, and with the "click" sound, there was also the golden oil left along the kitchen knife.

"It smells so good." Zhuang Qingsui on the side sniffed and praised.

"Taste it." Zhuang Qingning cut another salted duck egg, gave two petals to Zhuang Qingsui, and ate the two petals by himself.

I took the chopsticks, carefully picked up a little egg yolk, the golden duck egg yolk, delicate and soft, with bright egg butter, when I ate it, I only felt that it was fragrant, soft and delicious.

"Well, it's delicious." Zhuang Qingsui praised again: "This duck egg yolk is sandy and oily, and it is delicious." ”

After that, he tasted another bite of the egg white, and said, "The egg white is also delicious and tight, not too salty." ”

Many salted duck eggs, the egg yolk is salty and suitable, and the egg white will be too salty, so that many people eat salted duck eggs and only want to eat the yolk and not the egg white.

But the salted duck eggs in the hands at the moment, the egg yolk is sand and oil, and it tastes fragrant, and even the egg whites are indeed Q bomb delicious, moderately salty, and it is excellent for rice.

"Not bad." Zhuang Qingning couldn't help but nodded.

It seems that the recipe given by the system is really good, which can not only solve the problem of different saltiness of egg yolk protein, but also greatly shorten the marinating time of salted duck eggs.

[Of course, the system is ......]

Okay, okay, knowing that you are a high-quality system, kneel down first.

Hmph, it's Britney when you use it, and when you don't need it, you just kneel down first, and the host who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge is really the most annoying.

Xiao Wu "negatively" left.

…… It's really a glass-hearted system.

Zhuang Qingning then ate the fragrant salted duck eggs, while planning how to distribute the salted duck eggs in this jar.

In the end, after thinking about it, I decided to wash all the remaining salted duck eggs and steam them in the pot, and let Zhuang Mingliang take a few home, and bring the rest with me when I went to the town to sell tofu the next day.

"If Miss Zhuang feels heavy, you don't have to send it by yourself every day, it's close, you call me, I'll move it." Lian Rong took the tofu sent by Zhuang Qingning and said with a smile.

During this time, Zhuang Qingning's tofu has been used, and the roasted tofu in Fushunlou has become a first-class signature dish, and Zhang Yongchang has a rare smile on his face.

As Zhang Yongchang's apprentice, as long as the master is happy, he is happy.

Since the master recognizes this Zhuang Qingning's tofu, then he has to be polite to Zhuang Qingning.