While waiting for Xue Sihu to come back from the town, Jiang Yue and Xue Yan helped the family dry the rice noodles they made again. When they were not tall enough, they put on a stool, stood on the stool, and dried them on the bamboo pole.

After about a stick of incense, Xue Sihu and Xue Wuhu returned from the town.

As soon as Xue Wuhu arrived at the door of his house, he asked loudly without waiting for Xue Yihu to open the yard door: "Yuebao, Xiaoyan, how are you thinking about your food? My fourth brother and I were still arguing in the town today and said you can definitely figure it out. But the town is too lively, especially when we come to our house to eat rice noodles. I didn't see it before. I saw it today and I was so happy. My fourth brother said that if I want to go tomorrow, I would let me go."

As soon as Xue Yihu opened the yard door, Xue Wuhu picked up two empty baskets from the ox cart like a monkey and rushed in. These two baskets, one assembled vegetables and the other assembled dried rice noodles. They were sold out today, and they were still the best sold cold rice noodles.

While coming out, Xue Yihu helped Xue Sihu remove other things from the ox cart and move them into the house, he smiled and said, "Yuebao and Xiaoyan really figured out a different food. They have been struggling for more than half a day, but they feel sorry for their mothers."

"Really?!" These words were called out by Xue Wuhu, who had already jumped into the yard.

"Isn't that true? Your elder brother won't lie." Liu Guixia smiled in a very good mood while still leaking silk on the stove.

"Why do you have made? Let me see what you have made, let me see it." Xue Wuhu was so anxious that he searched all over the yard, but he just didn't see where the thing was.

"Fifth Brother, here." Xue Yan was helpless and smiled again, took away the sieve on the basin, revealing a plate of cold skin stacked on one piece.

"What's this?" Xue Wuhu stared at, "Why are there so many layers? Is this a cake? It doesn't feel like it is. If you sell it layer by layer, it will be too thin, it will be so much, and it will be too thick. If you look at a single layer, it seems to be quite transparent..."

Xue Sihu also came over to see it and began to think about how to sell it.

Yu Hongyan walked over and said with a smile: "Yuebao said that this can be sold in wide strips one by one. Then, with some cucumbers and seasonings, it will probably be a bowl of mixed. Anyway, it is very vigorous and smooth. When we first came out of the pot, we all tasted it. The taste is completely different from the rice noodles. It is obviously made of flour, but it is completely different from the noodles. Because this one is like skin and is eaten cold. Yuebao has already thought of the name, and it is called cold peel. Do you think it is appropriate?"

Xue Sihu's eyes lit up.

Xue Wuhu was so happy that he kept saying, "Then stir quickly, I'll try it."

"Just wait for you to come back and mix, the seasonings and side dishes Yuebao and Xiaoyan are ready." Liu Guixia smiled.

Xue Sihu smiled and said, "Don't be anxious first. When I unload the ox cart, I have to send the ox to the cowshed, and feed the fodder and drink water."

"Let your elder brother go, your elder brother has finished grinding the early rice soaked today." Liu Guixia smiled.

Xue Yihu smiled silly and said, "Yes, I'll go, I don't need to learn this. You can watch Yuebao mix and learn it, so you can sell it in the town in the future."

"That's true." Xue Sihu smiled.

So Xue Yihu went to do these things.

Jiang Yue then asked Xue Yan to cut a few pieces of cold skin into wide strips. Xue Sihu hurriedly washed his hands and replaced him with the cut. The skill he did in his hands was still much better than Xue Yan.
Chapter completed!