Han Beiqing's self-heating small hot pot and spicy strips are still very popular.

However, because of the high cost, only the top dart players in the dart game will be willing to buy it.

Those executioners and ordinary dart masters, who exchanged their lives for that bit of silver, were not willing to spend it on food at all.

Therefore, the self-heating pot market developed by Han Beiqing is not as popular as spicy strips.

Gu Yin knows every business of Han Beiqing well, and he has also carefully studied Han Beiqing's self-heating pot.

In the end, for various reasons, this convenient thing was abandoned.

Now that he mentions it, Gu Yin feels that Han Beiqing must still be able to think of something that can make the soldiers eat better.

"It's easy to preserve, and it tastes like spicy strips."

Han Beiqing's eyes lit up: "Isn't that a bad pepper?"

Gu Yin frowned, not knowing what this thing was.

Han Beiqing stood up with a smile and called Bai Zhuhao, who was guarding the door, in.

"Go to the kitchen, serve a bowl of bad chili peppers to Hou Ye, and get another cake."

Bai Zhu brought the bad peppers and cakes.

Gu Yin was suspicious, and dipped a little bad chili pepper with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

"Well, it does taste good."

"Master Hou, you can eat another bite of the cake."

Gu Yin took a bite of the cake and a mouthful of bad chili peppers, and ate it with relish.

"This is good, how much is there at home, and it will be distributed to the people on the embankment."

Han Beiqing sighed: "This is the urn I brought over when I got married."

"That's all there is to the house, no more."

"If Master Hou wants to distribute food to the people fighting the flood to improve food, he can only wait for me to do it."

"How many days will it take you to make that chili?"

Han Beiqing thought about it, raised his head and said with a serious face.

"Twenty days in winter, seven days in summer, and three days if you burn a fire around the house to keep warm."

Gu Yin nodded and said to Han Beiqing.

"Give you five days to prepare this pepper."

"How much does Master Hou want?"

"A thousand pounds first."

A thousand pounds?

Bai Zhu, who was standing on the side, looked at Han Beiqing with a stunned face, this workload is not small.

"Okay."

If in the past, someone asked Han Beiqing for such a large amount of things, Han Beiqing would definitely take the opportunity to talk about the conditions.

But in front of her husband, Han Beiqing did not speak.

Because she knew that this thousand pounds of bad peppers were just the beginning.

If it is done well, without her publicity, just relying on those few officials who patrol the south, they can start the north and south of the river.

"The concubine must do her best to make this thousand catties of bad chili peppers for the Hou Ye."

Since he agreed to Gu Yin, Han Beiqing was busy here.

The process of making bad chili peppers may seem simple, but if the amount is large, it can be very troublesome.

The washing, stemming, and chopping of red peppers supports an assembly line.

Bad chili peppers require a lot of rice wine, clay pots, and salt, which in turn needs to be purchased.

"Dalong, you pick the chili peppers by hand, and make sure that no one can take the chili seeds out of the mansion."

In this era, Han Beiqing was able to make spicy strips and hot pot restaurants that others couldn't make, all because the chili pepper had not yet been officially spread.

As for Han Beiqing's original chili pepper, Gu Yin gave her the chili peppers for the nobles to use for viewing in order to repay her gratitude.

There are many people in the capital who have this strange thing, but few people eat it.

Han Beiqing took the pot of chili peppers and cultivated them with chili seeds. Now she has bought a lot of mountain land and used it to grow peppers on a large scale.

If you can't use the chili peppers, you can dry them to make them into dried chili peppers and use them as the bottom of the pot for the hot pot restaurant.

There is a special taste in Huaining City, Xin

Spicy but very tasty restaurants, this is not news anymore.

Everyone knows that the spicy red thing is the secret ingredient of the restaurant. With that spicy food, you can make something absolutely delicious.

Therefore, there are countless people who want to steal secret recipes from restaurants.

Dalong, Jinzhu, and Baizhu have all caught thieves stealing chili peppers, so everyone is strictly guarded, and the chili warehouse is stricter than the vault.

"Madame, don't worry, not a single chili seed will be taken out of the house. My eyes are piercing."

Dalong looked confident, patted his chest and assured Han Beiqing.

"You remember, whoever picks the pepper has signed a death contract."

"It's normal for other people, when they are making bad chili peppers, to steal two of them home and taste them."

"If the prevention is too strict, I am afraid that there will be trouble, but it is better to relax in a certain link, so that those people think that they can get benefits."

Dalong understood what Han Beiqing meant, and Bai Zhu on the side asked again.

"A thousand catties of bad chili peppers, even if everyone in the whole province comes to make it, it can't be done."

"Madame, but you want to put up a notice and ask someone to do it?"

Han Beiqing nodded and said to Bai Zhu, "Of course we need manpower. The people in the house have their own jobs, and they can't come and make bad peppers for me."

Professional people, do professional things, can not be abused.

What's more, after the bad chili pepper business is done, it will form an industry, which will drive many people to come out to work.

"Go and put up the notice, and then have people beat gongs and drums to tell passers-by what it means."

"Huaining County is still a little isolated and poor, and there are not many literate people here. Most people are just blind."

Like Han Beiqing, there are still many people who have read and read since childhood.

It's a pity that in the southwest, the status of girls is generally lower, not to mention literacy, even the age of marriage is much earlier than that of Jiangnan.

"After all, I am already married, so the person I invite to work cannot be a man."

"Tell me to go down, no matter how old you are, as long as you have quick hands and feet, good character, and clean people, you can come to me to do things."

After listening to this, Bai Zhu soon posted a lot of notices in Huaining County.

I heard that Mrs. Wuyang Houfu, Han Beiqing, the daughter of Han County, recruited women to do things.

Everyone was very curious, and some people didn't even ask what the salary was, and rushed over to sign up.

On the other side, Jin Zhu led people to clean up the yard where the pickled peppers were pickled.

In a three-way mountain village, Dalong prepared the dried chili peppers and some of the fresh chili peppers that had been recovered.

"We bought rice wine from the whole county, and our own brewery is also making rice wine."

"After a while, I don't have to go outside to collect the rice wine with bad chili peppers in the future."

Han Beiqing nodded, and walked to a pile of jars with a satisfied face.

"These jars? and the jars, which were taken from all over the land."

"Madame is in a hurry, it's too late for the craftsman to do it. I can only go to the surrounding counties to buy them, and we have bought all the tanks in the nearby counties."

Dalong told Han Beiqing with a proud face that there was a lot of movement in buying things this time.

Han Beiqing looked at Dalong and frowned.

"Doesn't that lead to a lot of speculation?"

"Those old friends, why hasn't there been any movement?"