Su Qingluan fried two pots of bean bubbles, and due to the limited size of the fence, there were still a few pieces of tofu left.

She touched her already rumbling belly and decided to add a meal to herself.

So the last few pieces of tofu, after she first fried them, she opened the vent of the bellows to the maximum, so that the fire was a little more fierce, the oil temperature increased, and she quickly re-fried them, and then put the remaining pieces of tofu in a small bowl alone.

The oil that has been fried once the tofu does not have the fishy smell of fried fish oil, and there is not a lot of precipitated oil residue because it has been used too many times, so it can be cooled and used again, but before the next use, it should be sprinkled with flour to absorb the food residue after the oil residue in it.

After processing the soybean oil, Su Qingluan replaced the crockpot that is usually used for boiling soup, added about half a crockpot of cold water to it, and closed the vent smaller.

Su Qingluan turned around and tasted a piece of refried tofu that was no longer "collapsed", the shell was still crispy, and the inside was tender and soft and glutinous, thinking that it really didn't taste like this. Although the bean aroma is still delicious, it is a little bland.

After thinking about it, Su Qingluan found out the black pepper, cumin, dogwood and flax, sprinkled these seasonings on the tofu cubes, and added a little salt to adjust the taste, and sure enough, the originally weak fried tofu immediately had a barbecue flavor!

Su Qingluan ate three pieces in one go, felt that her stomach had a bottom, and turned around and asked Su Xueyan with a disgusted face: "You really don't eat it?" I added seasoning. ”

The little girl rubbed her nose in disgust: "What I saw, Sister Ah added dogwood, the one who had a headache after eating!" ”

Su Qingluan smiled: My little sister is still so afraid of spicy taste. So she smiled as if she had seduced Little Red Riding Hood's wolf grandmother: "Sister only put a little dogwood powder, that's all." She held out two fingers and drew a faint distance, "It's really not spicy at all." ”

"Hmph, I don't believe it," Su Xueyan pouted, "Last time you also said that the barbecue was not spicy, and last time!" ”

The little girl was obviously resentful, but Su Qingluan laughed weakly twice - it's really fun to tease children. But the leather monkey brother was teased more ruthlessly.

At this time, a faint voice came from outside the courtyard gate - Su Guangfu, Yang and Su Xuanhe were back.

Today's Su Xiaoer was a little wilted, Su Qingluan later asked A-Niang privately, only to know that a few days ago, he got carried away and was very sad, and he forgot to memorize a large part of the book to be tested today, so this little guy was depressed for a while.

However, the child's emotions come and go very quickly, and after a bowl of steaming hot and sour beans in the soup, the kid begins to live again.

He was resurrected with full blood, but after Su Qingluan was full of food and drink, he had to work overtime - after all, the father of Party A in Xie Mansion was still waiting.

But she thought that at least Mu Xingzhi would be forced to work overtime together—and the kind that she couldn't stop working overtime as long as she wasn't satisfied—she suddenly refreshed.

This diversion of contradictions is shameless, but useful. The suffering of workers can only be alleviated by seeing more bitter workers.

Thinking so, Su Qingluan began to write a recruitment notice.

She calculated the number of people in the entire production line, and even if it was, it would only be about twenty people at most, which was the limit - after all, although her original intention was to set up as many jobs as possible, so that more villagers could participate, so as to "give money" to everyone openly, but she couldn't "show traces" too much.

In other words, Su Qingluan arranges the workload of each job very compactly, and there is a meaning of "I have to work very hard to get this generous salary".

Of course, this is not because she has nothing to eat and support, and deliberately makes trouble for others.

One of the reasons for this is that everyone can collect money with peace of mind, so that they will not be unable to help everyone, and there will be no "Shengmi En's fight against rice", which makes people feel that the Su family is stupid and easy to bully.

More importantly, Su Qingluan knew that Mama Zhang was not completely assured of the "wild jam" she made, so she had to use strict screening and complicated craftsmanship to tell Mama Zhang that every process was "strict control", "selection process", "excellence" and "craftsman spirit......

In short, luxury goods, regardless of the content, must be fully placed. Even if this "luxury" is just a jar of jam, it is also from the selection of raw materials to the design of the outer packaging, it is necessary to highlight a "different"!

However, although it was to "put on a battle to create momentum", Su Qingluan had no intention of giving in to the taste control.

Originally, the jam process on the modern assembly line was sealed in high-temperature sterilization cans, and the jam was crushed and stirred by professional machines, which was more delicate and smooth.

However, in ancient times, it was naturally impossible to have any mixers or high-temperature inactivation devices, so these two steps needed to be carried out manually.

That is to say, every step of making jam requires the patience of the university to follow the instructor through experiments – and the step of washing the bottle.

Su Qingluan thought about the screening conditions for recruiting staff in his heart, and marked in detail on the notice: serious, careful, nimble and dexterous...... Thinking that he and Xie Fu would probably be very turtle hairy, and put forward a lot of requirements, Su Qingluan added a sentence of "strong ability to resist pressure".

"Wait, can the ancients understand what this sentence means......" Su Qingluan muttered, crossed out the word again, and continued to write: Gentle temper, hard-working.

After adding a bunch of conditions, Su Qingluan is still not at ease: although the villagers of Huaxi Village are generally simple and simple, in all fairness, they also have their own shortcomings.

Not to mention others, even the Su family itself often has some small frictions. Su Xueyan and Su Xuanhe, the two little guys, often have a "black history" of not telling the truth because of trivial things like wanting to steal their mouths.

Such a young child knew that he would fight for his own interests through lies, Su Qingluan looked at it, although it was not too exaggerated, but it was obviously higher than the salary for finding a short-term job, and shook his head with a wry smile.

She wants to believe in the inherent goodness of human nature, but too many experiences in her previous life make her "human nature" have infinite possibilities for the upper and lower limits. She wasn't sure if anyone had glorified or even lied about her abilities for the sake of such a good pay—after all, in modern times, there's a proper term called "resume optimization", isn't it?

So she added a line at the end of the recruitment notice: The registration deadline is two days later, on the twenty-second of this month, those who want to apply for the job should come to the outside of the Su carpenter's compound for an interview, and the interview can be successful.

Of course, considering that everyone has to sacrifice the time of farming to rush to harvest, no matter whether the application is successful or not, a thank you gift will be prepared.