Carry space through the famine years, and become the richest man in the five countries with cubs Chapter 68: Team building of sweet potato flour workshop
Chapter 68: Team building of sweet potato flour workshop
The next day, the filtered and precipitated sweet potato starch will have distinct layers.
Witnessed by Li Zheng and several other families, Shen Qingyu poured out the water, put the sweet potato starch in a bowl, and steamed it layer by layer.
It came out in one big piece.
After drying the sweet potato noodles, Shen Qingyu invited Li Zheng and several other families to come over for breakfast tomorrow morning.
Early the next morning, in full view of everyone, Shen Qingyu cut a whole piece of sweet potato noodles into thin strips, chopped pickled cabbage and chili peppers and boiled them into soup, put in the sweet potato noodles and cooked them, then divided them into bowls, and sprinkled a little chopped green onion on top.
Xiao Taohua and Liu Cuixi placed the bowls of hot and sour sweet potato vermicelli with red soup and green onion in front of everyone, with pride in their eyes.
Their boss (master) is so capable, they all feel honored to do things!
Li Zheng picked up a piece of hot and sour sweet potato noodles with chopsticks. He found that the sweet potato noodles were not easily broken and were quite elastic.
As soon as he took it into his mouth, Li Zheng's eyes lit up instantly!
It's chewy and smooth, paired with spicy and sour soup... He has never tasted such delicious sweet potato noodles!
"This tastes really good!" Li Zheng praised and began to taste it carefully.
Several representatives also started to eat, and then nodded in admiration.
Shen Qingyu explained the production process in detail.
She had no intention of keeping it secret. Anyway, there are no technical barriers to making sweet potato flour and it is not complicated to make.
Even if you don't tell others, it's not difficult for others to figure it out on their own.
But...if ordinary people make it, where can they sell it?
How much money can be sold?
How much time will it take to sell?
Shen Qingyu patiently waited for everyone to finish eating, then said: "If I sell these sweet potato vermicelli for takeout, I will dry them in the sun first, then bundle them into bundles and sell them."
Li Zheng and several men and women looked at each other: "How much can this thing cost per pound?"
Shen Qingyu smiled: "You don't have to worry about how much I sell per pound. I only do two things in the village."
Two green-white fingers stood up.
"The first thing is to dig out the sweet potatoes you planted, wash them and bring them over the same day. I charge ten cents per catty. I only accept white sweet potatoes, not yellow ones."
The flour extraction rate of white sweet potatoes is higher than that of yellow sweet potatoes.
"The second thing is that when my sweet potato vermicelli workshop was started, the people who came to work for me in the village were given twenty cents or two kilograms of miscellaneous grains for every one hundred kilograms of sweet potato flour pulp that was ground and filtered."
"For every thirty kilograms of sun-dried sweet potato vermicelli made from the filtered sweet potato starch, I will give you twenty cents or two kilograms of miscellaneous grains."
"Under normal circumstances, one hundred kilograms of sweet potatoes can make thirty kilograms of dry sweet potato vermicelli."
"If everyone thinks it's suitable, you can go home and plant sweet potatoes as soon as possible. I'll wait for Uncle Li Zheng to confirm with everyone."
"If everyone confirms that they want to do this, and your sweet potatoes are planted, then come to my house to build a house for making sweet potato flour..."
Everyone looked at each other in shock, then dispersed in a hurry, and went home to discuss.
Uncle Li Zheng hadn't left yet. He was very excited. Looking at Shen Qingyu's face, it was like seeing Guanyin Bodhisattva.
"Qingyu... I really don't know what to say..."
Shen Qingyu chuckled: "Uncle Li Zheng, please don't be polite. I've done the math and I'm making money too."
You can still make a lot of money.
One hundred pounds of sweet potatoes made into vermicelli can be sold for three taels of silver.
The production cost is only about 1,100 yuan.
Including the part that makes money for the sales channel, if one hundred catties of sweet potatoes falls into my hands, I can make at least half a tael of silver.
If you make 50,000 jins of sweet potatoes and 15,000 jins of sweet potato vermicelli a month, you can earn at least more than 200 taels of silver.
Although the money may not seem like much, sweet potato vermicelli is easy to transport, durable in storage, and can be sold a long way.
It can even be sold in Beijing.
And it can benefit the village!
Uncle Li Zheng said with a serious face: "You came up with the idea, so you should make the money! Besides, it costs money to repair the workshop! It's all your expense..."
Shen Qingyu chuckled and pointed in the direction of the backyard: "Uncle Li Zheng, since we have said this, let me make it clear first."
"The space in the backyard is too small. To make sweet potato flour and to dry it, a little space is not enough."
"So, the village needs to provide space to build a workshop and a place to dry sweet potato flour."
Since it is about eating, for the sake of food safety and to facilitate quality control, Shen Qingyu feels that it is better to focus on it.
Uncle Li Zheng slapped his thigh: "What's so difficult about this? There is a large open space next to your backyard. It is estimated to be three acres. Can you see if it is enough?"
Shen Qingyu thought for a while, and her eyes lit up: "That's enough. I don't know how much it costs per acre?"
Li Zheng looked around, lowered his voice, and was mysterious.
"You are trying to make a living for the people in the village. Of course I can't let you suffer. The village sells the barren hills for 10 taels of silver per acre. You can count it as 8 taels. Can you do it?"
Shen Qingyu grinned: "Yes! Of course it will."
Uncle Li Zheng was happy and wanted to leave happily.
But Shen Qingyu stopped him again: "Uncle Li Zheng, there is another matter. I can only ask for your help."
"What's the matter? Tell me."
"You need to keep an eye on who can and cannot do things in this village. I also want to ask you to help keep accounts for them."
"In the end, all I have to do here is pay according to the production of sweet potato vermicelli."
Without waiting for Uncle Li Zheng to get into trouble, Shen Qingyu made a direct offer: "I won't say anything else, but I'll give you ten cents for every thirty kilograms of sweet potato vermicelli. Do you agree with it?"
Uncle Li Zheng’s eyes lit up instantly!
When someone makes 30 pounds of sweet potato vermicelli, they only get 20 cents.
For grinding one hundred kilograms of sweet potato flour, I was only given 20 yuan.
I am only responsible for supervising work and managing people, and I will be paid ten cents for a thirty-pound fan?
With so many people cooking, how many sweet potato vermicelli can be produced in one day?
Li Zheng felt that he had not learned arithmetic well and could not calculate clearly at once. It must be a lot of money!
For a while, my back molars popped out from my smile.
Li Zheng smiled and nodded his promise: "Qingyu, don't worry, I will take care of all these people and things for you, you just need to accept the sweet potato fans."
Seeing Li Zheng, Shen Qingyu wanted to leave immediately and find someone to plant sweet potatoes. She reminded with a smile: "Our village can't grow so many sweet potatoes. If we want to do it in the long term, we need people in the surrounding villages to plant sweet potatoes. By then we will
Only then can we do it for a long time.”
This is to give Li Zheng the opportunity to show his goodwill, and it will be easier for Li Zheng to talk to Li Zheng in the nearby village.
Li Zheng ran away in a rage.
Uncle Li Zheng is serious and responsible. He is very suitable to be a factory director, in charge of back office and production.
After the production was solved, Shen Qingyu called Xiaocao Xiaohua.
The two and a half-year-old children helped make sweet potato noodles yesterday and participated in the whole process.
Seeing Shen Qingyu calling them, the two girls were a little embarrassed: "Aunt Qingyu, are you looking for us?"
Shen Qingyu looked calm: "Since I bought you, you can just call me boss from now on."
Xiaocao Xiaohua's forced smile disappeared immediately, and she anxiously agreed: "It's... the boss."
"Do you remember how to make sweet potato vermicelli?"
Xiaocao Xiaohua nodded in panic: "Remember...remember..."
"If they want to make sweet potato vermicelli in the future, you two need to control the process. The sweet potatoes must be washed before you can harvest them. There must be no sediment."
"You have to filter sweet potato starch carefully. Once the gauze breaks, the filtered starch cannot be used. Do I understand?"
Xiaocao Xiaohua nodded repeatedly.
Shen Qingyu looked at the frightened two sisters, leaned back, and suddenly asked: "If your parents or your brother come to sell sweet potatoes in the future and they are not washed, will you accept them?"
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