When baking biscuits, they should have been heated with electricity to make it easier to control the temperature and heat.

You can't do this with your hands dirty, the electricity bill is too expensive, the cost is too high.

The fire is made with a coal stove with white hands, and the furnace mouth is built outside the house, so that the coal ash and ash do not drift into the factory.

As for the control of heat and temperature, Mrs. Xiao thought of a way to add another layer of iron plate on top of the frying pan.

The pot cannot be moved, but the iron plate can be moved at any time, and the biscuits are baked on it, which is convenient for observing the heat and controlling the temperature.

After the biscuits are cooked, you can move the biscuits with the iron plate to the packaging room next door.

White hands also invented a word, when the biscuits are baked, the number is called one, two, and several stoves.

After calculating it with white hands, a furnace of biscuits weighs about five catties.

After the baked biscuits are sent to the packaging workshop with the iron plate, they should be weighed on the balance scale before packaging.

Half a catty pack, and the packaging will be carried out only after the scale is good.

The oil-paper bags are pre-made, hundreds of them in a roll, and they are hung on the wall and pulled one by one.

Half a catty of biscuits are packed into oily paper bags and then packed with a packaging machine.

A bag of biscuits is half a catty, which is the rule of Mrs. Xiao, and she said that it is suitable for sale.

Although the packaging machine is old and simple, it can still be used. It has two main functions, one is to remove the air in the oil paper bag, and the other is to seal the oil paper bag.

Today is a trial production, in addition to the inspection equipment, the main thing is that the brothers can master the various processes.

One morning, I made six boards of about 30 catties of biscuits, wrapped 50 packs, and the remaining 5 catties were packed in three large oily paper bags.

The brothers turned off the fire, turned off the power, cleaned up the workshops, took off their work clothes, went out with the finished biscuits, and closed and locked the door of the factory.

"When, let our mother taste it first, evaluate and evaluate."

The mother tasted the biscuit and praised it repeatedly. Bai Dang didn't eat breakfast, he ate quickly, and of course the cookies he made were good.

The white hand himself tasted it, tasted it seriously, and pondered the shortcomings.

"Big brother, what are you thinking?" Bai Dang asked.

"I don't think it's sweet enough."

"Mom, what do you see?" Bai Dang asked his mother again.

As the mother chewed, she said, "It's not evenly baked, some are old, and some aren't roasted enough." ”

Bai Dang said: "Big brother, I know this. The biscuits in the middle of the iron plate are blazing, and they must be old when they are baked, and the surrounding must not be enough. ”

"When, how do you say this problem will be solved?" White Hand asked.

"Simple. Big brother, let's make the coal stove bigger. ”

"Stupid, stupid people, stupid way."

"Big brother, then you have a non-stupid idea."

Bai said: "Expanding the coal furnace not only has to be dismantled and rebuilt, but also wastes coal, and your idea is so bad that it can't be spoiled anymore." ”

"Then what good way does the big brother have?"

"What do you think about taking the five iron plates and reworking them, leaving the middle part unchanged and the surrounding area thinner?"

Bai Dang thought about it and grinned: "Big brother, you are still smart." The middle is thick, and the periphery is thin, so the heat can be even. ”

Bai Shou said: "I'll do this." I asked Ryoko to help me tidy up, and I stopped by Wenqiao Street to sell our cookies. ”

"Big brother, what about me? What do I do next? ”

"Your task is heavier." White Hand smiled: "You bring these three bags of bulk biscuits." First go to the village elementary school and ask the teachers and students to try it, but be sure that they give their opinions. Then, you take the packaged cookies and go to the small shops in the surrounding teams. A pack from a small store, let them taste it, and ask them if they would like to help us sell it. ”

Bai Dang nodded, "I understand." Big brother, you name the price. ”

"Remembered. A pack and a half catty, the price we sell to the store is each pack of star anise. You tell them that the price they retail for has to be one piece per pack. Without our consent, the price cannot be changed at will. ”

"Big brother, I'll go now."

But Bai Dang immediately stopped, "Big brother, is it okay for me to make an opinion?" ”

"What's the opinion?"

"Big brother, look. Our bag of biscuits, there is nothing on the bag, people see it, it is not attractive. ”

Whitehand smiled.

Mother also smiled, "Dang, your brother is already ready." ”

The mother sat on the bed, and there was a cardboard box on the bed, she took the cardboard box and opened it, and took out a large woodcut seal and a square box of large seal clay from the box.

The big seal and the ink were placed on the low table, and the mother took out a stack of white paper and put it on the table.

Mother took the big seal, pressed it on the ink, and then stamped it on the white paper.

Bai Dang picked it up and looked at it, and said with a smile:

"Special biscuits, Shanghai style. Half a pound per bag, quality and quantity. ”

Eight big red characters, and a line of small characters below: Shanghai Biscuit Factory Wenlin County Branch.

The white hands are bold, and they really dare to blow.

"Big brother, you're a genius, you're too genius."

"And there's more."

Pick up the printed one with your white hand, scratch your nails, tear off a layer, and then stick the printed side directly on the biscuit bag.

"Hey, what's going on? Big brother, this paper is pre-pasted? ”

"It's not paste, it's glue. Tear off the bottom layer and stick it on. ”

"Big brother, where did you buy this paper?"

"We can't buy it here. Lao Wei bought it for me, and they have a factory there that specializes in producing this kind of glued white paper. ”

The mother smiled and said, "Hand, dang, this work will be mine." ”

So saying, the mother got busy.

Together, the mother and son quickly labeled dozens of bags of biscuits.

After lunch, the brothers went their separate ways.

Bai Dang went to the village elementary school with biscuits on his back.

Riding a bicycle to Wenqiao Street with white hands, five iron plates tied to the back seat of the car, and twenty or thirty bags of biscuits on his back.

The white hand first went to Chen Liang's hardware store and blacksmith shop.

Chen Liang's business is booming, and his mother Hou Xiujuan also came to help and specialize in watching the store.

"Auntie, Ryoko, try the cookies I made first, and then give more valuable advice."

The mother and son ate the biscuits, and they both said they were delicious.

"Hey, hey, I'm asking you two to give your opinions."

Hou Xiujuan smiled: "Hand, I have no opinion to mention." ”

Chen Liang also smiled: "Brother Hand, I am an ironworker, and I can't eat the quality of biscuits." ”

Also, the white hand said: "Okay." Ryoko, these five iron plates, you have to reprocess them for me. ”

"What's wrong with them?"

The white hand explains why," ...... In a word, you do too much thick and thin. ”

Chen Liang understood as soon as he heard it, and said with a smile: "Brother Hand, I reminded you last time, but you didn't listen to me." ”

"Correct, will I give you a chance to help me correct it?"

The brothers removed five iron plates from the car, the stove caught fire, and immediately "corrected".

The white-handed wanted to help, but Chen Liang didn't let him, and those who didn't know how to strike iron were blind, but they were doing the opposite.

Five iron plates were reworked.

Chen Liang went out with his white hands again and went to find the boss Shao who specialized in food wholesale in Zhongjie.

"Ryoko, you are honest. Hehe, what is the relationship between you and Boss Shao? ”

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