Chapter 28 Arrangement
Early the next morning, Jiang Jianguo drove his Wuling Hongguang and dragged a cart of wooden molds to the Healthy Cooking Restaurant. Not only were there molds, but there were also several large bags of red beans, mung beans, peas soaked overnight and several large pots. , a lot of guys, all dragged into the kitchen.
Ever since the eldest aunt was diagnosed with high sugar, she no longer eats these high-sugar snacks, and Jiang Jianguo's many guys have no use for them.
The kitchen was divided into two, with one half for Comrade Jiang Jianguo to make pastries, and the other half for Comrade Jiang Jiankang to operate normally. There were not many customers coming to the store on weekends, and there were only a few takeaways. Ji Yue was completely busy by herself, so Jiang Feng sent a message to Qiu Chen and others not to come to the store to help today.
Comrade Wang Xiulian made an appointment with her aunt to go to a beauty salon for a facial and left early in the morning.
"Xiao Feng, I don't know what pastries you want, so I soaked some beans first." Jiang Jianguo poured several large bags of beans into the basins, and the three large basins were filled to the brim.
"Let's get rid of these beans first. I still have dozens of kilograms of noodles there. I'll make some Cantonese-style noodles later," Jiang Feng said.
Everything is ready, naturally we are going to make pea yellow, mung bean cake and red bean cake.
Jiang Feng put the peas into the pot and boiled them, and Jiang Jianguo put the red beans into the pressure cooker. After that, the two of them sat next to the basin full of mung beans and began to peel the mung beans.
Peeling mung beans is a hard job, but if you want to make fresh mung bean cakes and don't want to buy mung bean flour on the market, you can only do this.
Jiang Feng can only look at this kind of preliminary work. After the beans are boiled and pressed into mud, there is basically nothing left for him to do. The ratio of raw materials, how to mix them, and what to use, Jiang Jianguo has a strong balance in his mind. .
After rubbing the skin of the mung beans for a full two hours, Jiang Feng almost rubbed the skin off in his own hands before he finally finished handling the large pot of mung beans. Jiang Feng also put the mung beans into the pressure cooker and pressed them. Jiang Feng finally finished his work.
Zhang Jianguo was cooking pea puree. When he saw Jiang Feng finished his work, he pointed at several large dark bags on the ground and said, "Xiao Feng, look at what kind of mold you want."
When I opened the bag, it was filled with wooden molds.
Needless to say, many of them must have been looted from the old man.
Animal shapes, flower shapes, all kinds of flowers, long and wide, square, round, heart-shaped, engraved, you name it.
Those who didn’t know thought they were coming to a mold factory.
Jiang Feng picked a few with good-looking styles and felt that he was sure to win.
With just these molds, it will be difficult for the chess club to recruit people this year.
In order to thank his uncle for his great help, Jiang Feng asked Liu Zixuan to help him buy some of the more popular health-preserving scented teas on the market yesterday. The eldest aunt has been obsessed with health care recently. She has posted several posts on WeChat Moments complaining that she cannot buy the popular health-preserving scented tea. Liu Zixuan’s family has extensive business connections. When the eldest aunt gets the health-preserving scented tea, she will be very excited. This month, I will give it to the uncle My pocket money may be doubled.
From top to bottom in the Jiang family, the wife has always been in charge of money. Mr. Jiang had to ask the old lady for permission if he wanted to improve the food for his beloved pig.
Ji Yue had finished delivering the takeout and was sitting boredly in the store playing with her mobile phone. When she saw Jiang Feng coming out of the kitchen, she raised her eyes and asked, "Are you done?"
"It's early." Jiang Feng found a chair and sat down.
"Jiahui has finished the flyer. Take a look. It's no problem. She will go to the print shop to print it now." Ji Yue handed the phone to Jiang Feng.
The flyer is very simple in design, with nothing fancy. At first glance, it looks like the product of cutting corners. If it weren't for the words "The Chess Club is recruiting new people!" Jiang Feng would have doubted whether this was an advertising flyer for a healthy stir-fry restaurant. .
There is even a QR code for the official account in the lower right corner.
Jiang Feng expressed great satisfaction.
"That's it, print it out. Senior, do you still remember how much funding our club had left last year?" Jiang Feng said.
"Fifty."
"... Let's print 300 copies first. I'll keep the money first and make up for it when the funds are approved." Jiang Feng took out his mobile phone and prepared to transfer money to He Jiahui. "How are you doing with the venue?"
"You are the president and you still call me the president? Why do I remember that I seem to have graduated." Ji Yue couldn't help complaining, "You still have to rely on your former president to sacrifice your appearance to contact the venue. If chess is held this year If the society is destroyed, I will skin you.”
Theoretically, the club's recruitment booths are fixed, but this is only in theory. If anyone gets to the corner and tries to expand the student union, it won't be affected. The premise is that they have to get the corner.
In the past few years, the largest area of the venue was occupied by the cooking club. It is said that the venue is needed to display props. To put it bluntly, it is some pots and pans, plus some cakes they made themselves, sugar-coated bombs, and The beautiful young lady who is eloquent and eloquent lures the ignorant school girls to join her.
"Those who can do it should work harder. Sister Ji Yue is lucky." Jiang Feng said with a smile, "Is there a bowl of sour plum soup that is chilled in the freezer?"
Ji Yue solemnly stretched out two fingers and said seriously: "Two bowls!"
By mid-afternoon, Jiang Feng and the others had to bring their things to set up the recruitment venue.
Theoretically, recruitment starts at 7 a.m. the next day. Some of the more popular clubs in University A have no limit on the number of people they can join. The badminton club and basketball club have a total of one or two hundred people. The threshold for elite clubs is It's relatively high. After all, there are credits to get, and you might even get some good awards. It is very rare for a club like the chess club to have a lot of money, but no people, no credits to get, and not even much club funding.
Lack of manpower means a lot of work.
By the time Jiang Feng and the others arrived at the venue with tables, chairs, props, decorations, banners and sunshades, the other clubs had basically set up their arrangements.
"Is everything ready?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It's ready, I've ordered it, let's start." Qiu Chen said, starting to put up the awning.
Others also took action.
"Jiang Feng?" Jiang Feng was laying out the tablecloth. When he looked up, he saw Wang Hui, the president of the Home Economics Club, standing in front of him holding a handful of decorative fake flowers.
"I went to the student union to ask for a space, and they told me that this land was given to someone else. Why does your chess club need such a big land?" Wang Hui looked at the layout they had arranged, "You want a row of chess boards?"< br>
"We want to show the benefits of the club." Jiang Feng said.
"Forget it, what kind of club benefits can you get with the total funding of only 400 yuan last year? What's the use of this place being so big? You might as well ask for a seat in the front. I heard that if you don't recruit enough people this year, The club is abandoned,” Wang Hui said, “Let’s change the venue.”
There really wasn't any grudge between the chess club and the home economics club before, except for the personal grudge that the former president of the home economics club had when he refused to join the club because Jiang Feng was a boy. After all, the Home Economics Club is a large club with 200 people, and the Chess Club has no chance to have a grudge with it.
"No change." Jiang Feng refused directly, "The venue in front is so tight and the location is simply not enough."
"What are you trying to show off?" Wang Hui asked curiously.
"Secret!"
"Tsk." Wang Hui went back holding the fake flowers.
"Why did Wang Hui come to us?" Qiu Chen asked.
"Their venue seems to be adjacent to ours." In fact, the home economics club's land is not small. What Wang Hui just said was right, this land is indeed remote.
"Next door?" Qiu Chen was shocked, "What will happen if the new students treat us as home economics club tomorrow?"
Jiang Feng:...
"Isn't it a good idea to just fill out the application form from our company and trick it into someone else?" (End of Chapter)