Tao Zhu and Li Chuntao are excellent cooks, although it is the first time to make these two dishes, but because the method of these two dishes is not much different from the meals they make on weekdays, they quickly made ants on the tree and hot and sour noodles.

At this time, Li Dashan also called Li Liangwang, Osmanthus Hua, Li Ershan, Li Xiaoshan, Li Xiaolan, and Zheng Qianqian.

There were too many cold noodles and oil stews made by Li Qiao, and they couldn't eat them all with just a few of them, so Li Qiao called more people to come over and everyone ate together.

Anyway, he made a lot of sweet potato starch, which can be energetic.

"Wow, this vermicelli is so soft and fragrant."

Zheng Qianqian took a small bowl to eat ants on the tree, the vermicelli was stained with pork foam, and there was the spicy chili pepper, he picked up a large chopstick and stuffed it into his mouth, and the soft and delicious taste made him squint his eyes.

Delicious!

"This hot and sour noodles are also delicious, hot and sour, eat a mouthful of noodles and drink a mouthful of soup, I sweat from eating, enjoyable."

Li Dashan stood beside him and recommended hot and sour noodles to him with a smile: "You must taste it later!" ”

Hearing this, Zheng Qianqian raised his eyes to look at him.

At this time, it was already dark, but there were several oil lamps lit in the kitchen, so Zheng Qianqian could see the red chili oil on both sides of his mouth.

Moreover, the hot and sour noodles were a little spicy, and he was spicy out of snot bubbles.

Zheng Qianqian turned around with some disgust, he is a beautiful little brother, so he shouldn't be like this in public: "I'm going to eat cold powder later." ”

"The jelly is also delicious, but the fried jelly is a little cold, so I'll stuff dry wood into the stove and heat it up for you."

Li Dashan hurriedly said.

When Zheng Qianqian heard this, he glanced at Li Liang and Wang Guihua, who were eating hot and sour noodles with a bowl, and then gave Li Dashan a small roll of his eyes.

"Your father and mother haven't eaten fried jelly, you go and heat it up."

"Okay." Li Dashan said and put down the half-eaten hot and sour noodles in his hand, ran to the stove, and stuffed dry firewood into the stove.

Wang Guihua looked at this scene and sighed, it is still the little brother who is intimate, Li Dashan, a stupid boy, is going to forget his father and mother before he marries his husband.

However, she didn't pay attention to Li Dashan, and she didn't get involved in the matter of being young.

She looked at Li Qiao with a smile: "This vermicelli is delicious, slippery, Brother Zhu, how did you do it?" I don't think there's anything in it. ”

"If you can eat a bowl of this in the winter, then your whole body will be comfortable."

"This is very simple, I put the bean paste and chili oil that Li Qiao taught me, and it is easy to make this taste."

Tao Zhu immediately told Wang Guihua about the practice of hot and sour noodles.

The side of his mouth was also stained with chili oil, but he didn't wipe it for the time being.

Anyway, it's all stained, and then wipe it after eating.

One bowl was not enough, and he would have to bring another bowl later.

In fact, he ate a lot of stewed seeds and cold noodles in the afternoon, and just now he ate half a bowl of ants on the tree, but he still wants to eat it at this time.

The taste of hot and sour noodles is amazing.

"No wonder." Wang Guihua nodded.

The bean paste made by Li Qiao has a lot of oil and ingredients in it, and it is delicious no matter what way you eat it.

Beside her, Li Liang picked up a chopstick vermicelli like Li Dashan ate noodles, and with a snort, half a bowl of vermicelli went into his mouth.

Two or three chopsticks went down, and the noodles in the bowl were gone.

He took a sip of the soup and got up contentedly, ready to go to the pot for another bowl.

The joy of the powder is wonderful.

He couldn't help but say: "Little buckwheat, you can make this kind of vermicelli with sweet potatoes, our ancestral tomb is really smoking, hahaha." ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Qiao couldn't help laughing, and Wang Guihua glared at Li Liang: "Where is this?" Xiao Qiao will take the imperial examination in the future! ”

Although this vermicelli is very good, it can't occupy the green smoke of the Li family's ancestral grave.

The green smoke from the ancestral tomb of the Li family has to be reserved for Li Qiao's examination!

"Look at my mouth, it's really wrong." Li Liang thought of this, and immediately raised his hand and hit it on the mouth, and the force was quite heavy: "I didn't say anything just now, you didn't hear anything." ”

He hurriedly changed the topic: "Xiao Qiao, how are you going to sell this vermicelli?" Is it to buy other people's sweet potatoes to make this vermicelli? ”

"I haven't figured it out yet." Li Qiao said.

"Is this hard to do? If you hire someone to do it, will it leak the recipe? ”

Wang Guihua was already worried.

Several surrounding villages are counting on Li Qiao to consume sweet potatoes, and there are many sweet potatoes, plus Li Qiao has no time to make vermicelli if he wants to study, so he must hire someone.

But if you hire someone, will you leak the recipe?

"You can sign a contract in advance, and if anyone leaks it, let him lose money." Tao Zhu Road.

"This method is good, but even so, you have to be cautious when hiring people, and if you have a bad character, let's not do it."

Wang Guihua advised.

"I know." Li Qiao nodded.

The recipe for sweet potato vermicelli is not complicated at all, and it is easy to imitate.

Sweet potatoes from several surrounding villages are waiting for him to consume, and if he hires someone to make vermicelli, he must not hire only one or two.

But if there are too many people hired, in case someone quietly sells the recipe to someone else, then it is really difficult to check.

Soon, Li Bottle, Wang Guihua, Zheng Qianqian and others were full of food and drink, and when they left, they did not forget to take away some cold noodles, stewed seeds, and hot and sour noodles.

When everyone left, Li Qiao and Tao Zhu locked the door, and the two of them began to wash.

It's not too early, and the two of them are not ready to read the secretary's accounts.

Tao Zhu took the toothbrush to dip the tooth powder, and said, "That starch is a little less, I should have made more before." ”

"It's okay, the weather is good these days, and I'll let Dashan and Chun Tao make some more tomorrow." Li Qiao went to scoop hot water.

The last time he went to the county seat, he bought a small stove to boil water.

This allows you to use hot water in the morning and evening for washing.

It's just that there is no coal here, you can't make briquettes, and if you want to boil hot water, you have to sit in front of the stove all the time and watch it.

"Then how can we make money on the premise of keeping the prescription." Tao Zhu twisted his eyebrows and thought about this question seriously.

"Ask the village chief tomorrow."

Li Qiao is a little undecided now.

In this era, he alone has a bit of a low deterrent.

But if Zhuang Fengshou comes forward, the deterrent effect will be very strong.

So, when Zhuang Fengshou came to him at noon on the second day, he invited Zhuang Fengshou to the hall and put a few dishes on the board, including cold noodles, stewed seeds, hot and sour noodles, and ants on the tree.

One is that he set up a small workshop for processing sweet potato vermicelli.

He hires people to do the work, and he pays them.

He is responsible for all the work such as profit and loss, protection and other work.

If there are fewer people recruited, there will be very little sweet potato starch and vermicelli made every day.

People from several surrounding villages stared at him, if he only ran a small workshop with dozens of people, he would not be able to consume the sweet potatoes in the surrounding villages until the Chinese New Year.

But if there are more people hired, how do you make sure that these people don't leak the recipe?

Moreover, if there are more people, there must be more things, he wants to study, he is too lazy to take care of miscellaneous things, and he doesn't want Tao Zhu to bother too much.

Tao Zhu still has to make dim sum.

Therefore, if he opens his own workshop, the advantage is that he earns more money, and the disadvantage is that he has to worry and work hard.

Another way is to set up a small workshop for processing sweet potato vermicelli in Sanliu Village, and he only takes a share and does not participate in specific management.

The profits of the workshop are evenly distributed to the people who work them.

In this way, he earns less money than the first way, but the advantage is that he is worry-free, he only needs to take a fixed share, and he doesn't have to worry about anything there.

Of course, there is also a danger of leaking the recipe in this way, but with Zhuang Fengshou Town, people will definitely weigh the recipe before leaking it.

"Which one do you prefer?" Zhuang Fengshou listened to Li Qiao's words, and did not say anything else, but asked Li Qiao rhetorically.

"I, ah, I'm leaning towards the second option. The villagers are all good people, and they take care of me and Brother Zhu a lot on weekdays, and I am willing to earn a little less and let the villagers earn a little more. ”

This was his decision after discussing with Tao Zhu.

In this way, he can be regarded as finding a real way for the villagers of Sanliu Village to make money.

The people of Sanliu Village were tightly tied to him.

In the future, he doesn't have to worry about dealing with the Tao family, Li Huang and others, or his classmates to inquire about his reputation.

"Then the second one is good."

Zhuang Fengshou looked at Li Qiao's neatness, and every wrinkle on his face was full of satisfaction.

Yes, willing to pull the folks, he is a good offspring.

"You don't have to worry about leaking the recipe, at least this year." He said.

"Huh?" Li Qiao was puzzled.

"If it was really a village that built a workshop, then I would find a plot of land by the river and build a simple house. Anyone who works in the workshop will not be able to return home or have contact with their families until the end of the year. ”

Li Qiao: "......"

He was dumbfounded.

Can't go home?

This way of keeping it secret is too hardcore, isn't it?

"In this way, at least this year we can save the formula. In order to keep the recipe next year, anyone who enters the workshop to work must sign a contract, and anyone who leaks the recipe will not only lose money, but also have to go to jail, and the whole family can no longer stay in Sanliu Village. ”

Zhuang Fengshou said again.

Li Qiao: "......"