"Bread Factory?"

Zheng Xiaomei frowned slightly.

"Didn't you already open a farm, why did you suddenly have to dry bread factories, I remember there was no one in the town, and the largest factory was in the city."

Zhang Jianjun snorted, he knew that Zheng Xiaomei was the reaction.

"I've never been out of the city, what kind of place is it, isn't it very big and crowded, and there are people who sell everything?"

Zheng Xiaomei's eyes were simple, as if she was fantasizing about something.

Zhang Jianjun realized that all people in this era are like this, and the people in the village may not be able to get out for the rest of their lives, this is the reality.

All he had to do was get them out of the village, like climbing over a mountain that was hard to cross.

"Xiaomei, then you wait and see, bread will definitely be popular in the future, everyone can afford it, and it tastes like a common meal, and many children eat this for breakfast."

Zheng Xiaomei thought he was joking when he said this, and then echoed: "Okay, then there will be endless bread to eat, and I'm happy to think about it." ”

She didn't take it seriously, but Zhang Jianjun did.

In the past few months, the chicks on the farm have been very powerful, but they have eaten a lot more feed, which is quite a burden.

After all, there is no income before the chicks lay eggs, and what they have to bear is feed, and they usually have to eat something else, if they make a chicken plague or something, needless to say, they are all in it.

Zhang Jianjun's learning ability is very fast, and he almost never forgets it, of course, this is partly because of the village chief's ability, and even the owner of the bakery praised him for his talent, and he was the wrong person at the beginning.

Then he studied more seriously, Zhang Jianjun focused on the taste of bread rather than appearance, after all, he wanted to produce the most ordinary bread, which could be quickly popularized.

The rest of the people were trying to make the bread look better.

This will allow the price to be doubled.

Three months later, Zhang Jianjun left the school, and he returned home with this craft, preparing egg flour and a small amount of butter.

You must know that it is difficult to get butter here, but the key to bread is this butter, which can increase the flavor and look much better.

Zheng Xiaomei didn't know what butter was, and tapped it with her finger to taste it.

"Sweet?"

"Silly girl, this butter can't be eaten, haven't you always wanted to eat bread, I'll make you a taste today."

After saying that, Zhang Jianjun began to act, he mixed flour and eggs, this egg was taken from the farm, success or failure in one move, he wanted to know what the difference between carefully cultivated eggs and ordinary eggs can be.

So the cake was divided into two parts, one bought from outside and one taken from home.

After some operation, two large pieces of dough are formed.

The dough is yellow and there is a faint fragrance all over the room.

"Is this bread? So when can you eat it? ”

Zheng Xiaomei watched quietly from the side.

"You can eat it in half an hour."

Zhang Jianjun burned firewood and waited for the cake to take shape, not to mention how nervous the process was, he thought about it for so long, if it succeeded, if it didn't work, it would be in vain.

Half an hour later, Zhang Jianjun took out two pieces of bread that were about the same.

He let Zheng Xiaomei taste it.

"How's it taste?"

Zheng Xiaomei smashed her mouth and slowly spoke.