Reborn 1980 The Thousand Gold Peasant Girl

Chapter 51 51. Third Grade
Deputy Factory Manager Ma showed a troubled look, "This..."

Ning Qiu knew his concerns, "I will give you a brand new recipe, which tastes better than the current one. If you don't believe me, you can try it first and decide later."

"New formula? Well... yes, you can do it now?"

Ning Qiu smiled and shook his head, "What I mean is, if you don't like the improved steamed cake, then we will follow what you said and won't make it in the future. But if you are satisfied, then we will continue to make the original steamed cake. And your factory produces improved ones, how about it?"

Deputy Factory Manager Ma weighed it up, and finally nodded in agreement.

Deputy factory manager Ma went back, and before he left, he promised to send two technicians from the factory over immediately, and brought along the things Ning Qiu needed.Before leaving, I gave 1000 yuan as a deposit, and the rest will be paid off when the work is completed.

Two days later, two men came to the door, one surnamed Chen in his 50s, and the other surnamed Xu in his thirties.Both of them are technicians of Yimin Food Factory, and they are also mentors and apprentices.

The two came here by car, and there were things Ning Qiu wanted in the car.

"We set off before dawn. We were afraid that things would break. Fortunately, the ice cubes in the box hadn't melted yet." Master Chen wiped the sweat from his brow and asked his apprentice to carry things.

Ning Qiu hurriedly greeted, "Uncle, sit down for a while and drink a glass of water. I'll make preparations now."

"Little girl, where do you put the box?" The young man surnamed Xu moved the box in.

"Put it in the kitchen."

"okay."

Ning Qiu went to make preparations, let the two of them sit in the yard to rest, accompanied by Zhu Ximei.

Master Chen was very curious, "Auntie, why don't you go and have a look? Is that little girl okay?"

The old lady glanced at the stove room, and raised her chin arrogantly. "No one can do it except my Qiu'er."

Master Chen couldn't understand, "What do you mean?"

"The steamed cake was originally made by Qiu'er."

Zhu Ximei was very satisfied with the surprised expression on Master Chen's face, and Xiao Xu who was on the side was also taken aback when he heard it. He couldn't believe that a ten-year-old boy could make such a delicious thing.

He couldn't sit still, and drank the water in the glass in one gulp. "Master, I'll go and have a look." Seeing that the master did not object, he quickly walked into the kitchen.

After a while, he came out again and called the master. "Master! Everything is ready!"

All afternoon, Ning Qiu was teaching the two how to make steamed cakes.The old and the young are also very serious, take a small notebook and carefully write down the ratio of materials, steps and precautions.

The steamed cake Ning Qiu made this time was different from the previous ones, using the milk they brought instead of water.The cake steamed in this way is full of milk and softer, and the difference can be felt immediately when comparing the two sides.

"What do you think?"

Master Chen nodded again and again, "It's delicious, a hundred times better than the original one!"

Xiao Xu next to him was so stuffed that he couldn't speak at all, so he could only nod his head.

"Uh...do you have a phone in your village? I'll call back to the factory right away."

"Yes, at the village committee, I'll take you there."

On the phone, Master Chen excitedly reported the situation to Deputy Factory Manager Ma, and Ning Qiu, who was standing aside, could hear the excited voice of Deputy Factory Manager Ma.

Things went well. Master Chen was very satisfied with Ning Qiu's improved steamed cake, so he gave the remaining 4000 yuan to Zhu Ximei on the same day, and allowed Ning's family to continue making steamed cakes.

In the evening, Zhu Ximei gave Ning Qiu a small wooden box with a lock, and hung the key around Ning Qiu's neck.

"Grandma, what is this?"

"There is 1000 yuan in this box, [-] yuan was earned this time, and [-] yuan was given by the Shen family back then. These are all your money, and grandma will hand them over to you now."

"Grandma, I'm still young, it's not safe to let me go here, you hold it for me, and it's not too late to give it to me when I grow up."

Zhu Ximei was right when she thought about it, the child was only nine years old, so it was inappropriate to give her such a large sum of money.It was because I was too impatient, hoping that the child would grow up soon.

Having said that, this child Ning Qiu is really sensible and worry-free.The old lady always treats her like an adult, and sometimes she really forgets that the child is not even ten years old.

In 1988, a highway named Qinyuan passed in front of Xiashan Village. The road was a four-lane asphalt road.From the capital of Qin Province, it connects dozens of counties and townships all the way, and passes through several large cities in the province.

In 1989, relying on the development of YL City, Chaoming Machinery Factory and Xuyang Metal Material Factory settled in Fuyuan County.

In 1991, Ning Qiu was 13 years old and studied in Fuyuan County Junior High School. This year is just the third year of junior high school.

When Ning Qiu was in junior high school, she cut off her braids and kept short hair like a boy's.It's just that the bangs on the forehead are relatively long, covering half of the eyebrows and eyes, but even so, it still can't stop the more beautiful facial features.

She is still so low-key, and her test scores are still maintained at the upper-middle level.Others' impression of her is nothing special except that she is fairer.

On the contrary, it was Ning Huimin who became the man of the school.Not only has good grades, but also looks beautiful, and is also very active.Not only is she the flag bearer, but she always plays an important role in every school activity.

With Ning Huimin around, Ning Qiu's sense of existence is much thinner, but this is what she wants.

It is now May, and the third year of junior high school is facing the final exam. This can be said to be the first fork in the road of life.

Students with unsatisfactory grades or poor families will consider going to technical schools or vocational schools, so that they can work a few years earlier, and those whose grades and financial conditions permit will choose to take high school.

Of the three boys in the Ning family, only Ning Wei was admitted to the high school in YL City, and both Ning Qiang and Ning Jian were admitted to the county's vocational school.Fortunately, the school package is distributed, and when they come out, they are workers in the factory in the county.

Ning Qiu doesn't want to go to YL to study high school, she wants to go to Luoyang, the capital of Qin Province.The reason is simple, Yimin Food Factory is located in Luoyang.

In the past few years, she has successively provided two food recipes to the food factory, one is Shaqima and the other is horseshoe crisp.

Shaqima is a snack in the north. The original taste is relatively hard and the taste is relatively simple.After improvement, Ningqiu is soft and sweet, which is very different from the past.Horseshoe crisp is a traditional snack in the south, which can be made into two kinds of salty and sweet.

For the two food recipes and production methods, Ning Qiu can be regarded as half selling and half free, and only charged the other party 1 yuan.Although this favor is not big, it is enough for her.

Ning Qiu learned about the situation and admission scores of several high schools in Qin Province from the teacher.
The best high school in Qin Province is not in Luoyang, the provincial capital. Several high schools in Luoyang are ranked after the top five.But Ning Qiu doesn't care, the ranking is just a reference, and it doesn't represent the real level of teachers.

To be honest, with her real strength, it's not a problem to go to any school she wants to take.But if you want to get into the schools you want to go to, you have to count the scores.

"What are you looking at?"

The paper in his hand was taken away, and when Ning Qiu looked up, he saw Ning Huimin smiling and looking at the schools written on the paper.

"Ninth Middle School? Sixteenth Middle School? Accompanying New High School? What kind of high school is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"

A few friends who are usually close to Ning Huimin also came over to take a look, "What, the admission score is only 450...it's too low."

(End of this chapter)