Jiang Xinyu finished all the mung beans left over from yesterday, and started to make shaqima after finishing.

There is a boxy wooden plate at home, which is used to put melon seeds and peanut candy during the Chinese New Year, which she washed and used as a mold.

The fluffy egg noodles fried in syrup are flattened by a rolling pin while they are still hot, and after they are cooled, they are poured out of the mold and cut into square pieces with a knife.

Shaqima was coated in a layer of syrup, and she didn't have a bag, so she had to cut it into large pieces and let the person who bought it cut it himself.

Although she knows how to do it, she still has some hands, she didn't make much in the first pot, she was afraid that it would be broken when she cut it, but fortunately, the knife at home was very sharp, and she still had some talent for making pastries, and the boxy pieces were cut out very completely.

After a successful one, she cut out a small piece and picked it up and tasted it, it was sweet and delicious, crispy and soft, and although she could eat enough oil and water, it was not greasy at all, and it would be better if there were sweet and sour raisins to decorate it.

However, the taste of old noodles and hair is still not as good as that made of yeast powder, but it tastes sweet and flawed, which is still very good.

She kept making the next pot.

When Chen Xiuyun came back in the middle of the afternoon, Jiang Xinyu had already made four pots out, and she might have a look of more than ten catties.

If it weren't for the eggs at home being finished by her, there would be a little bit of sugar left, and the old face would be gone, and she would be able to continue to Huo Huo's good things.

Chen Xiuyun looked at Huang Chengcheng's sweet and appetizing little cubes, she could think of its sweet and delicious taste before she ate it in her mouth, and when she ate it, this sweet taste conquered her at once.

In the largest department store in Shanghai, there are Saqi horses that are sold, I heard that this thing used to be a palace snack, and the family used to buy it, and the taste is slightly different, but it is just as delicious.

Ding Changhai is going to the county to deliver goods once tomorrow, and the family has been busy making goods for the past two days in order to catch up with the first sale.

I have already agreed with Chen Yi that he will come back in the evening to deliver the goods.

Today, Chen Yi went to the Qinghe Brigade to show a movie, and it was already more than seven o'clock after the movie, and it was nearly ten o'clock when he arrived at the Wuliqiao Brigade.

It was late at night, and there were only sporadic dog barks in the team.

There are a lot of mung bean cakes, and it is not easy to put them in the sack, for fear of being crushed, the back seat simply has a stick, and the two sacks are carried on the left and right.

Jiang Xinyu also set aside the mung bean cake and shaqima for Ding Changhai's family to try, wrapped them in paper and put them in a small cloth pocket.

While Chen Xiuyun and Chen Yi were packing the bags, Jiang Xinyu took the listless Xiao Hei out to go out for a walk.

The focus of her inspection was the forest belt at the entrance of the village.

Xiao Hei's spirit has not yet recovered, and he doesn't bark when his tail hangs, but his eyes are very vigilant when he wanders around.

Sure that no one was watching, Chen Yi rode his bicycle to the town.

The family didn't have enough materials, so this time Chen Xiuyun directly gave Chen Yi fifty yuan and asked him to bring things back.

When Chen Yi arrived at Ding Changhai's house, Ding Changhai hadn't slept yet, he was in the cellar to pick up the things he was going to get to the county tomorrow.

Chen Yi brought a lot of things, mung bean cake and shaqima are all wrapped one by one, and they are very good to order.

Zhao Ying tasted the mung bean cake and shaqima given by Jiang Xinyu, and immediately decided that she would leave a pack of shaqima at home, which is sweet and soft, oily and watery, how can anyone not like to eat it.

A pack of mung bean cake is six cents, a pack of Shaqima is a dollar, Ding Changhai settled the account for Chen Yi on the spot, and Chen Yi bought eight catties of sugar, fifty catties of mung beans, forty catties of flour, and two cans of malt milk essence.

"Shaqima can be stored for three days at most in this weather, which is different from the packaged, so you have to make it clear to the buyer."

Ding Changhai nodded, "Of course." ”

"I still have more than 200 catties of mung beans, and I can't get more recently, if you want them, I'll keep them for you."

Of course Chen Yi wanted it, but he couldn't bring it back completely today, so he asked for red dates and chestnuts, and they both asked for thirty catties each, and asked for fifty eggs.

Ding Changhai calculated all the things he was going to take away, compared them with the accounts of the pastries he sent, and made up eleven pieces and eight to Chen Yi.

From this account, it can be seen that the food made into the finished product is much more expensive than the grain.

"In addition to Uncle He's line, I have other lines, if you can do more, I will receive them when you send them."

Chen Yi's eyebrows moved slightly, and he felt that Ding Changhai's business was bigger than he thought, and this person was really bold.

After talking for a while, Chen Yi walked back with his things.

The car was full when I came, and it was still full when I went back.

It was already late at night, and it was going to be dawn in a few hours, and there was not even a ghost on the road.

Chen Xiuyun was afraid that there would be any movement at night, the door bolt inside was not closed, only the door was locked, and the keys were given to Chen Yi, and he could open the courtyard lock by himself when he rode back.

The space between the courtyard gate and the fence wall is not enough for a person to enter, but you can reach through and pull the lock out from the inside.

When Chen Yi went in to unload things, Jiang Xinyu woke up.

She hadn't slept soundly in the first place, afraid that something would happen to him.

When the two of them were stacking things, Chen Xiuyun also got dressed and came out.

The three of them said a few words, and Chen Yi handed Chen Xiuyun the proceeds and five pieces of unity, and gave her the "bill" that Ding Changhai handed him.

Jiang Xinyu didn't sleep well for two nights in a row, and returned to the house to sleep in the dark.

Chen Yi arrived at the gate of Zhang Tiezhu's courtyard and threw bits and pieces of more than three cents into his courtyard.

This old bachelor has no money in his hand recently, and he has no money to play cards in the county, so he can only create conditions for him.

If the old bachelor didn't go, he could only think of other bad moves.

There was a woman in her early forties in the Qinghe brigade, and her eyes looked like hooks. She is different from Yuan Chunhua, Yuan Chunhua and other men are good at getting something to subsidize the family, but that woman is not, I heard that she used to be the little wife of a big landlord, and she lived a rich life.

Many men in the Qinghe brigade have been there, and the gossip they talk about in private is really unbearable. Chen Yi went to the township to show a movie, and it was inevitable that he would hear some rumors.

There is still room for operation to spend some money for this woman to send the old bachelor to be transformed.

But as a last resort, he really didn't want to do such a damaging thing.

Two days passed in a flash, Jiang Xinyu became a ruthless pastry machine, Shaqima couldn't put it for long, she and Chen Xiuyun temporarily made mung bean cakes.

When Fang Xiaobing went to fetch water with her, the uncles and aunts in the village gathered together and were talking lively.

Jiang Xinyu grasped the key point after listening to the two ears, Zhang Tiezhu, the bastard, went in because of playing money, but the amount of money was small, and the people who were arrested were all sent to work in the phosphate fertilizer factory, and others were fifteen days, Zhang Tiezhu was good at playing money, and he earned a lot, and when he was arrested, he wanted to escape, and beat the police twice, this time he had to reform three months more than others.

I finished brushing "Ancient Acacia Song" in one go in the middle of the night last night, it really looks good, and I highly recommend it

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