Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 145 Green-headed Carrot
Hundreds of private schools and factory sheds arrived at lunch time, and the rich aroma of mutton soup wafted through the entire village.

The villagers smelled it, and stood at the door with bowls in their hands, discussing with each other what kind of meat smell it was.

Some people say it is a wild animal, some say it is a parallel import, and what's more, they say it is a fairy thing that does not exist.

In the end, everyone discussed it to no avail, and found a hundred private schools after smelling it.

"Uncle Zhao, what are you eating at the private school today? It smells so good that the whole village smells so good."

"Xiong Wu, the mutton soup I ate, look how white and fresh the soup is."

Zhao Cheng laughed, and handed over the mutton soup in the bowl for everyone to see.

Everyone looked at the soup and suddenly swallowed their saliva.

"What's wrong with this? Why does it look fresh and smell delicious?" Xiong Wu looked at the bowl of soup in Zhao Cheng's hand, eager to know.

"Yo, I can't, I have to ask the kitchen, okay, okay, don't look at me, Qingcao bought a whole sheep today, I have some left over, I'll go and ask for you, can I share some Soup and rice."

"Haha, then please trouble Uncle Zhao."

Xiong Wu licked his lips, looking at Zhao Cheng's leaving back with bright eyes.

After a while, Zhao Chenggong came out, followed by several women, each holding a big basin in their hands, walking towards the gate.

"Everyone is here. It just so happens that we don't have to make another trip. Everyone brings bowls to share, so as not to waste."

On Liu Yulan's fair face, there were two small dimples, and she smiled very beautifully.

As soon as Xiong Wu heard that there was something to eat, he quickly lined up and waited for the cook to share the soup for them.

"There's still some in the kitchen, let's put some back later. Qingcao said that after drinking this mutton soup to warm up, there are elderly people at home, so bring some back for them to drink, and warm up their bodies." Liu Yulan was afraid that the people behind would listen No, the voice raised two degrees.

"Qingcao people are so kind. They always think about everyone. Oh, look, there are medicinal materials in it. No wonder Qingcao said it's good to drink."

Xiong Wu made a bowl of soup and ate it with rice, when he suddenly saw an angelica root, his eyes widened.

It was too extravagant, she would eat herbal stew, and the whole village only had green grass.

"That's right, so this mutton soup is fragrant, and this medicinal material is indispensable." Zhao Cheng drank the soup, narrowed his eyes, and began to tsk-tsk aftertaste.

Liu Qingcao bought a whole sheep, thinking that the weather would be cold, and the villagers would get sick easily, so if they could share some with the villagers, the winter would not be so hard, but before it was sent, people found it by themselves, which also saved the sheep. Liu Yulan and the others went for a run.

Everyone in the village was given a bowl, and in the end there was still some leftover in the kitchen. Liu Yulan looked at the leftover mutton soup, and asked someone to peel a large pot of white radish. .

On Liu Qingcao's side, after lunch, she and Chen Cuizhi began to wash the green-headed radishes.

An ox cart of green-headed radishes was washed and cut, and it took a full hour and a half to get out of the work.

"Qingcao, what are you going to do next?"

"Add salt, let it marinate for a while, and then find a few clean sacks, and when the water comes out after marinating, hang it on the shed beam."

"Okay, I'll go get something."

Chen Cuizhi put down the knife in her hand, stood up to look for something, now Liu Qingcao did what she said, never asked any more questions, just waited for the result to see for herself.

"Girl, go and rest, I will do the rest."

"I'll go later, it's too much, and you'll have to work alone for a long time."

Liu Qingcao shook her head, picked up the salt and began to sprinkle it into the big basin.

After the two of them put all the pickled radish strips into sacks and hung them on the beam, it was already time for dinner.

"Oh, so many."

Chen Cuizhi looked at the sacks hanging on the beams of several thatched sheds and exclaimed.

I didn't feel too much when doing this, and it seemed that there was a lot more in the pocket.

"The cuts are scattered, of course there are more, and when they lose some water tomorrow, there will be less."

"Ha, what the girl said was, Oh, it's time to make dinner."

Chen Cuizhi looked at the sky, clapped her hands, and hurried into the kitchen.

After breakfast on the second day, the green-headed radish strips that had been hanging all night had stopped dripping. Liu Qingcao took a sack and opened it to check the condition of the radish strips inside.

"It's alright, I'll spread out the peanut-drying bamboo sticks to dry later, and then I can pack the ingredients into the altar."

"Girl, these radish strips have become much smaller..."

"With less water, it will taste more crispy and refreshing. This green-headed radish has a better taste than white radish. When it is ready, we can sell it in restaurants, which will be another good income."

Recently, the restaurant and Qu Qiuran's list of products are not as good as usual, and the sales of preserved eggs and dry goods are not as good as usual. She has to come up with some new things so that she can make money all the way.

The daily expenses of hundreds of private schools and factory sheds are not small. If they only rely on space, the money is enough, but if they want to do other things, it is not enough.

Therefore, she can't slack off for a day, and earn more money to be careful.

"Girl, it's good if you can sell it for money. I'm still thinking about what to do with so many radishes. I didn't expect you to sell them."

Chen Cuizhi slapped her hands and excitedly placed the bench and bamboo sticks in the yard.

Seeing her excitement, Liu Qingcao was motivated to work with her.

In the evening, the green-headed radish sticks that had been blown by the wind all day had lost moisture on the surface. Liu Qingcao and Chen Cuizhi worked overtime to carry them to the straw shed, waiting for tomorrow's piling and loading into the altar.

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"Green grass, it's all ready."

The next morning, Chen Cuizhi got up early, and prepared seasonings for all the radish sticks according to the proportion of seasonings that Liu Qingcao said.

Hearing the sound, Liu Qingcao moved more than a dozen jars loaded with tens of catties from the woodshed, and came to the yard.

"Sister Chen, go and wash your hands, the seasoning is rotten."

Seeing that her hands were covered with spices, Liu Qingcao was worried that her hands would hurt after a while.

Chen Cuizhi looked at her glowing red hands, and obediently went to the corner of the courtyard to wash them clean.

When Chen Cuizhi came over after washing her hands, Liu Qingcao handed her a pair of chopsticks.

"Pick it with chopsticks so that your hands won't get hurt easily."

"Oh, why didn't I think of stirring with chopsticks, look at my head."

Chen Cuizhi frowned, looked at her red hands from the heat, and said angrily.

Liu Qingcao lowered her head and snickered, but didn't answer, and silently began to put pickled mustard in the jar.

This pickled mustard is packed with ingredients, sealed, and can be taken out after a day or two.

The longer the time, the stronger the taste, but if it is too long, it will easily damage the taste. The mustard mustard in nearly [-] jars will be sent to Qianfeng Town and Fresh tomorrow morning. After another day, it will be sold, and the taste will be just right. when.

The green-headed radish and pickled mustard were all packed, and on the second day, Liu Qingcao asked the old man Niu to drive the ox cart to deliver the goods with him.

Recently, I don't know what's going on with the old man Niu, and I can't find anyone, but he is there every day. She also asked the old man Niu, but she didn't find out why.

Liu Qingcao and Niu Laotou came to the town with their ox carts, and unloaded Hui Bailou's usage, five jars, fifty catties, enough to buy for two or three days.

Ge Hongshan looked at the jars on the bullock cart, and wanted to take two more, but was dismissed by what Liu Qingcao said.

In Xin County, in Qu Qiuran's shop, Liu Qingcao placed eight jars. Qu Qiuran's shop is open to consumers and the demand is high, so there are many jars.

Four Seasons Restaurant Liu Qingcao, like Hui Bailou, only gave five.

I would like to have no one else, because Qu Qiuran's shop is located in Xin County. Although it is far away, it will be affected after all.

Zhang Shusheng understood this truth, and didn't ask for more. Anyway, he had already taken the lead, and he was not afraid that other restaurants would steal his limelight.

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