Rebirth: My 80s

Chapter 699: Business opportunities that may enrich a county

Tagou Village is built on the mountain. There are forty or fifty households in the village and less than one hundred earthen cave dwellings scattered among the relatively flat mountains in this small area.

The village has no electricity yet.

In the evening, the night fell, and darkness swallowed up the entire village. A few scattered yellow beans were really unable to compete with the deep darkness. Most of the people had finished eating, drinking, and defecating before it got dark, and people were lying on the kang early.

The village was eerily silent.

Under an earth cliff at the east end of the village, there is one of the most magnificent courtyards in the village: three adjacent cave dwellings are dug out along the earth cliff. In front of it is a loess flat of about 200 square meters, surrounded by a fence of bamboo and wood. There is a sheep pen, a chicken pen and a firewood shed.

This is the home of village chief Gao Dacai.

His family is also the only one in the village who has a decent surplus cave dwelling.

Now it has become the place where Li Jiankun and Hu Ziqiang temporarily stay.

The cave in the middle under the earth cliff emits the brightest yellow light in the night. This is obviously not an effect that a single oil bean can achieve.

In order to take care of these two golden nobles from the big city, the host came up with specifications that were never seen during the New Year. Not just tall and talented people.

Now, in the center of the earth pit in the cave dwelling, there is a small square kang table. On it, in addition to four side dishes: fried potato rub, three delicacies, fried eggs with chili and fried peanuts, there is also a bowl of white stewed mutton.

The last dish was just brought over by a woman sitting on the edge of the Kang. She was thin and dark-skinned, but had a good natural appearance and a pair of big watery eyes.

This person is Dandan and Niuniu's mother and Lao Gao's daughter-in-law.

"Sister-in-law, would you like some more?"

"After eating, I killed a sheep. I have it at home. You can eat it." The woman waved her hands with a smile. She was very happy to see them sipping wine and eating happily.

The wine is a kind of local sorghum wine, which is spicy but strong enough.

"Sister-in-law, why don't you wear the new clothes? It will get warm in a while."

The woman said a little shyly: "I'll wear it when I go back to the county." The clothes were really fashionable, with down inside, which made them extra warm. She tried them on, but they were gray in the countryside and difficult to get dirty. I heard they were very difficult to wash.

While Hu Ziqiang was chatting with the woman, Li Jiankun touched the wine cup with the village chief Gao Dacai and asked, "Uncle Third, has anyone done business in the village?"

Third Uncle is what Lao Gao calls him. In a small village like this, almost every household has relatives.

"Business?" The tall man with wrinkles on his dark face looked like knife carvings. He thought for a while before replying: "Yes. Usually when I want to exchange a few living coins, everyone will lead the sheep and carry bags of noodles to sell in the town."

Li Jiankun was overjoyed. Who said there was no basis for getting rich? This is the best experience.

"What is it like to go to town to sell things? Going to the market? Please tell me in detail."

Gao Dacai scratched his head and didn't understand why this young man was interested in this matter, but he still knew everything.

Li Jiankun listened carefully.

This small town called "Qishui" is the only town within a radius of more than ten miles. It is the first choice place for material exchange in more than ten nearby villages. Therefore, the transactions in the town are quite hot, although there are also fixed market times. , but in fact there are people buying and selling every day.

Farmers use their agricultural and sideline products and handicrafts to exchange for money in the hands of urban residents, or sell them directly to state-run stores, and they also trade with each other.

Rare foods are always in demand.

It is completely understandable that in poor areas like this, according to the theory of Maslow's needs analysis, people have just solved their survival crisis, and then satisfying their appetites has become one of the most urgent needs.

"Uncle Third, I have an idea. Don't ask me why. I want to have a big meal tomorrow. You gather the people in the village and ask them to use their special skills to make the best traditional food."

As Li Jiankun spoke, he took out a handful of unity from the pocket of his brown leather jacket, and from another purse he took out a stack of various tickets tied with rubber bands, not counting them, and placed them on the kang table in front of Gao Dacai. , "There are not enough materials to buy, it must be the best food they can make."

"This……"

Not to mention tall and talented, his mother-in-law and Lao Gao's wife next to him were a little confused, what are they doing?

Is this one so delicious?

Besides, if you mobilize the whole village to cook together, can you eat so much food?

"Uncle Third, just do as you are told. It's a good thing." Only Hu Ziqiang in the cave understood what was going on. Kunzi was trying to think of ways to get rich for Tagou Village, but he couldn't figure out what the purpose of cooking was. What delicious food can the villagers make?

Furthermore, since the villagers in Tagou Village can do it, there is a high probability that other local people can do it too. Can such a "product" make the villagers rich?

If you ask Li Jiankun, he can really do it. There are many people who know how to make steamed buns and dumplings. Even after forty years, will there still be few steamed bun shops and dumpling shops on the streets?

In some transactions, the product is secondary, and the money earned is a matter of effort.

Of course, his purpose is not limited to this.

He wanted to find more basics.

Gao Dacai swept the money on the kang table and clicked his tongue, "I can't ask for this much."

If we hadn't been together for a day and knew that the other party had a lot of knowledge and ability, and that he was a wealthy person from a big city, I would have shocked him. I'm afraid he would have always had three hundred yuan, not to mention the tickets, which they farmers don't have. Toy, if you want it, you can only buy it.

No family in their village can earn so much in a whole year, not to mention saving.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid of spending money. Don't bother the villagers. I'll have a day to prepare tomorrow. I'll go there before dark." Li Jiankun smiled and waved his hand.

Silent all night.

The next day, Li Jiankun and Brother Qiang continued their leisurely life on the Loess Plateau. Dandan and Niuniu helped their grandfather herd sheep while they herded their two dolls.

Two adults and two children wandered around the nearby bare mountains. At the same time, in the empty space outside the village headquarters, several large pots were temporarily set up, and the door panels were removed and used as desks. People in the village who were good at cooking gathered together and were very busy, and the water around them The mist is steaming, like a fairyland.

Naturally, there were a lot of people watching the excitement, and the naughty children were running around, drooling with greed.

This poor mountain village has never been so lively and festive on New Year's Eve.

By mid-afternoon, the strong aroma of food wafted far away in the wind. Dandan and Niuniu could not resist the temptation and planned to end the grazing early. Li Jiankun and Hu Ziqiang helped drive the sheep back to the village and then came to the brigade headquarters.

Most of the "chef's" dishes are already prepared, and some are just waiting to be cooked.

Li Jiankun looked at them one by one. They mainly served pasta, and there were really few varieties. The villagers had probably discussed it, and each made different foods.

Li Jiankun also saw many things for the first time, such as knives, bowl holders, dry stoves, oil spinners, money and rice, etc.

The villagers have indeed shown their housekeeping skills and are quite skilled at making pasta.

In front of a frying pan specializing in fried food, Li Jiankun stopped, pointed to the food being fried in the pot and asked, "What is this called?"

Gao Dacai, who was accompanying him next to him, replied: "You steamed buns."

Li Jiankun's eyes fell on a white flour table near the oil pot. A woman was making semi-finished oil buns. This kind of food uses yellow rice and millet as raw materials, grinds them into powder and then makes noodles. After fermentation, roll it into thin slices and fry it in an oil pan.

It looks like a very common food in the south.

"Uncle Third, do you know about fried dough sticks?"

Fried dough sticks have different names in many areas. According to legend, they originated in Hangzhou in the Song Dynasty. They were born after Yue Fei was killed by Qin Hui. Some snack vendors used flour cakes to shape them into the shape of Qin Hui and his wife, and then threw them into oil pans to fry. I buy it and eat it to vent my hatred, and call it "fried cypress".

It is often called "禃子" in Northeast China and North China, "Fried Ghost" and "Fried Fruit" in Lingnan, and "Tianluo Jin" in some areas of Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

Li Jiankun described it in detail, and Gao Dacai finally understood: "I know, there is one in Chengguan, but I haven't eaten it."

"Where's the twist?"

Li Jiankun described it again and found that it seemed to be available, but he still hadn’t eaten it.

So Li Jiankun began to guide the village women in making these two kinds of food. Their genes for making pasta were engraved in their bones, and there was no shortage of ingredients on site. After a lot of work, decent fried dough sticks and twists came out one after another.

"Come on, let's try it and see how it tastes."

“What’s not delicious about fried food?”

This is indeed the truth. In this era of scarcity of oil and water, in such poor areas, any fried food is considered a rarity and is not usually made except during holidays.

Dandan and Niuniu, a bunch of naughty kids, became the first group of people to try something new, and their faces were filled with disgust.

Li Jiankun smiled and said: "But I think these two things should be very popular here, and there is another way to eat them."

After that, he came to the big pot where the mutton was cooked and asked for two bowls of mutton soup. He dipped the fried dough sticks and twists into the mutton soup respectively, and then let Gao Dacai and others taste it.

After tasting it, everyone's eyes were bright, it was a very fresh taste. A bowl of pure mutton soup without meat seems to be given a soul, and it tastes as good as meat.

"Third Uncle, do you think it would be a good idea to sell these two rare items in the town?"

Gao Dacai finally figured out something, and his eyes shone brightly: "Yes!"

The food itself tastes very good, and it is a new thing that is not available in town. There will definitely be no shortage of people to buy it.

Seeing him standing there with a longing expression on his face, Li Jiankun didn't bother him and continued to look at the other food. Soon, in an enamel basin, Li Jiankun found something that made him say "oh yeah".

"Auntie, what is this, gluten?" Li Jiankun asked hurriedly. Without waiting for the "chef" aunt to speak, he couldn't wait to twist one.

This is gluten.

It was particularly strong and elastic. He put it in his mouth and bit it. There was an obvious chewing and pulling sensation.

Li Jiankun was overjoyed. Gluten was available. In this place in northern Shaanxi, wouldn't it mean that another kind of gadget that would dominate street shops and be popular among young people would be readily available for future generations? !

"Brother Qiang, you have to splash your noodles with your noodles! No... I don't want noodles, I want spicy food."

Hu Ziqiang didn't understand why he was so excited, but he still brought a bowl of red spicy food. Li Jiankun took a yellow porcelain sea bowl, filled half a bowl of gluten, poured hot pepper on top and stirred evenly, then picked up one with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing slowly.

It tastes a bit like spicy strips, but it's almost boring.

He looked down at the spicy noodles wrapped in gluten in the bowl... It was too simple and too moist. It could not achieve the complex taste of spicy noodles, nor could it "hang" well on the gluten.

"Come on, who is the best at making spicy food? Do you have any aniseed ingredients: star anise, cinnamon, bay leaves..."

Li, a keyboard warrior, started to guide the villagers in preparing the soul of spicy strips according to the ingredient list of spicy strips that he had seen at some point. Anyway, he had some impression.

Brother Qiang came up and asked, "What are you doing? You want to teach the villagers to buy snacks in the town? I think the fried dough sticks and twists just now are good, but this stuff is greasy and wet, so it's hard to make."

"You know nothing." Li Jiankun had no time to pay attention to him.

Youtiao and Mahua can only be sold in towns and are not new to big places. It is not a problem to bring the life of Tagou Village to a higher level. As for Latiao, it can be deeply cultivated and grown bigger and stronger. With Lao Gao here, it is not a dream to rely on this thing to change the overall economy of Suixian County.

(End of this chapter)