Chapter 72 The Poor Little One Killed by Uncle 28
Yuan Chun’s family was given two hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes. She didn’t like eating dried sweet potatoes very much, so she made sweet potato fans at home and called Cheng Fang to help her wipe them. Sweet potato shreds.
Cheng Fang knew that she loved to eat vermicelli, so he took half of the 300 kilograms of sweet potatoes he was assigned, "Yuanchun, let's make more vermicelli. From now on, we can eat hot and sour vermicelli, minced garlic every day." Fans..."
Yuan Chun looked at the sweet potatoes on the ground and told him, "Wiping sweet potatoes is a laborious job. As long as you can wipe out all these sweet potatoes, then I will make them."
"Okay, I can't finish them during the day. , just stay up late and wipe.”
Cheng Fang stayed up for two nights before polishing more than three hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes.
Then washing the starch water and steaming the vermicelli...
The two of them worked hard for more than ten days and were so exhausted that they finally finished making nearly a hundred kilograms of vermicelli.
The yard of Yuanchun's house is full of ropes, and fans are hanging on them.
The aunt came to her house and wanted to help her dry some dried sweet potatoes to eat. As soon as she entered the yard, she saw the yard full of fans. She was stunned and said, "Yuanchun, why did you buy so many fans? You can eat them." Finished? ”
"Auntie, you are here."
Yuanchun, who had been tired for almost half a month, was leisurely eating roasted sweet potatoes in the yard. She smiled and took one to the auntie, "It has just been roasted. Yes, it’s delicious. Auntie, you can eat one too.”
“Auntie doesn’t want to eat it, so you can keep it.”
Auntie saw the sweet potatoes while washing and cutting them. I can't even eat anymore.
Yuan Chun then answered Auntie’s question, “Auntie, you didn’t buy these fans, they were made by me and Cheng Fang. I own the 200 kilograms of sweet potatoes from my family and the 150 kilograms from Cheng Fang’s family. The fans are all here, weighing seventy or eighty pounds.”
The aunt was so shocked that she could stuff a big goose egg into her mouth, "Girl Yuanchun, can you still be a fan?"
Yuanchun nodded proudly, "Auntie, I learned it from the book, and I thought I could It didn’t work well, but I didn’t expect it to work.”
The original owner is a delicate girl who doesn’t know anything.
But she can. Her uncle's family owned a flour factory. When she went home during the holidays and there was no farm work to do, she would go to the flour factory to help.
Not only can she make sweet potato powder, but she can also make yam powder, potato powder, rice noodles, and various starches and noodles...
The aunt was full of surprises and praised, "Sure enough, people still need to read more and learn from books. You can learn the craft by going to school, Yuanchun, my aunt’s family still has a lot of sweet potatoes, you can help me make a hundred pounds of them.”
Yuanchun naturally agreed.
In the afternoon, Yuanchun went to the uncle’s house, and then ordered his first cousin and second cousin to wipe the sweet potato shreds, and asked the aunt to help wash the starch water...
The old village chief came to visit the captain’s house. , knowing that Yuanchun would be a fan, he came up with the idea and discussed with the team leader, "Tielin, you said, our village has grown so many sweet potatoes that everyone can't eat them all. Can our village set up a collective flour factory?"< br>
Liu Tielin: "This is a good idea. It can generate additional income for the villagers. However, since the sweet potatoes have become vermicelli, what will everyone eat? The food accumulated by the villagers will not survive next autumn's harvest."
"Also One thing is that since we want to set up a flour mill, the land will have to grow sweet potatoes to supply the flour mill next year. If we don’t grow food, the villagers will go hungry. "
Old village chief: "We have made vermicelli, but we are still worried about not getting food. We will exchange the vermicelli for food and we will never let the villagers go hungry."
Liu Tielin. : "Three years of disasters and food shortages. Where can we exchange for food?"
Old village chief: "That's true."
Everyone is going to starve to death, who can care about eating vermicelli?
Who is willing to exchange food for fans?
If you want to set up a flour mill, you have to wait until the three-year disaster has passed and the food economy has slowed down.
(End of this chapter)