After drinking a bowl of peppery mutton soup noodles, Zhuang Keqing even felt his fingertips warm.
She raised her head and looked at Shen Ling. The young man finished his meal gracefully, but his forehead was sweating a little. His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he looked delicious.
Suppressing the slight throbbing in his heart, Zhuang Keqing raised his head and glanced at the other diners at the stall. From a cursory inspection, more than half of them were asking for vermicelli instead of noodles.
It seems that even if there is no big order from Shopkeeper Hu in the future, the sweet potato workshop in Erli Village can still be maintained by relying on the love of fans in the surrounding villages and towns. At least during the slack season, everyone can make some money.
But next year I would like to encourage everyone to plant more sweet potatoes in the dry land. If a winery is built, the ones produced in Erli Village may not be enough!
However, it is not her time to consider these things. When the time comes, she will have to ask Wufuji for help.
After finishing lunch, the two of them led Dahei out of the city without much delay. By chance, they met Liu Da's Kang construction team at the gate of the city.
As soon as the man saw Zhuang Keqing, he smiled and showed his white teeth. When he came up, he helped people lead the mule, and kept talking about the recent situation.
"Girl, you don't know, I have bought several houses in this town. Although they are not big families, I think I can at least have dozens more houses before I come here."
Zhuang Keqing didn't expect that the kang business would be so good. He thought maybe it was because the weather had gotten colder this year, or maybe the people in the town didn't lack the money.
Liu Da and the others only charge a hundred cents for each kang, and they bring their own materials. It is a good deal no matter what. Besides, this kang is really good. When it gets cold, I don’t want to come down even if I go up. I wish I could stay on it all the time. .
The men in the construction team all followed Zhuang Keqing and had a heated chat with the girl, but no one approached Shen Ling.
It's not that Shen Ling is difficult to get along with, it's just that his temperament and appearance are really different from those of a mud-legged person digging in the ground. No one dares to go up and chat casually, for fear of saying something that shouldn't be said and offending others.
After all, he is a scholar!
All the way back to the village, Zhuang Keqing's face froze with laughter, and her throat started to smoke. She said goodbye to Liu Da and his group, but she couldn't just go home. She had to go to the village chief's grandfather again and send him the deed. .
"It's hard for you to help the village take orders again."
The village chief smiled and actually poured a glass of water with his own hands, which made Zhuang Keqing feel a little flattered.
"But you don't need to worry about it in the future. Now the orders for door-to-door delivery in the village are already scheduled until after the new year."
After holding the cup and drinking some water to moisten his throat, Zhuang Keqing was very happy for the village after hearing this.
"It's just that there are too many potato residues now, and there is no time to dry them. Even if they are taken back and used as feed for the big guys, they can't be used up. Most of them are spoiled."
The village chief sighed, not sure whether he was happy because the fan business was so good or worried about the waste of potato residue.
After all, it’s all hard work, and the worst thing is waste. But now the sweet potato workshop is doing well, and we can’t stop making money. However, there are endless potato residues every day. It’s okay to see good things spoil like this. There are ways to solve it, but it really hurts my body.
What a coincidence that the girl came to the door this time, just in time to ask if there was anything I could do.
The village chief still asked the right person.
Zhuang Keqing originally wanted to have a one-stop shop for sweet potato processing. Whether it was the roughly processed potato dregs now or the wine dregs left over from the brewery in the future, she wanted to use them as feed.
The potato residue itself is wet. Now as long as the dehydration problem is solved, there is no need to worry about the waste of materials.
Is the only way to get dehydrated is through sun exposure? Obviously not.
Can't it be dried?
"Grandpa, village chief, why don't we go to the mason's place someday and ask him to come to our village to help build a kiln?"
Zhuang Keqing drank the water in the glass in two gulps, raised his head and said.
"Starting a kiln?"
The village chief didn't wake up, but Shen Ling reminded him, "The kiln can be used for drying."
As soon as these words came out, the village chief understood instantly, his eyes widened, and his eyelids were squeezed into layers.
After the surprise comes the surprise.
"I knew you had a way!" The old man was so happy that he slapped the table. "Then we will go tomorrow!"
Zhuang Keqing looked embarrassed, "Grandpa, village chief, tomorrow we have to go to Zhao Xiucai's place in the next village. Aling has some questions to ask."
"He will have to take the county examination in February next year."
The village chief had long forgotten that Shen Ling had to take the imperial examination. There had been so much trouble in the village recently that he was so busy that he felt dizzy.
"Then wait until you have finished dealing with it and then come find me again."
The more he looked at these two little ones, the more satisfied the village chief became.
One is smart and full of ideas, the other is steady and kind.
Is our Erlizi Village a lucky star? This year has been smooth sailing, making money and doing business all the same. It is a good life that I never dared to think about before.
After sending the young couple off in person, the village chief even asked his daughter-in-law to pick up a basket of eggs, and then broke off two cabbages and piled them on the cart.
After returning home, Shen Ling put the vegetables in the kitchen, and Zhuang Keqing took the gifts to be delivered tomorrow to the main room, and then sat down to take a breath.
It's been an exhausting day.
Shen Ling put away her things and came out of the kitchen. As soon as she entered the main room, she saw Zhuang Keqing sitting on a stool, her back leaning against the wall of the room, her almond-shaped eyes trying to close, looking exhausted.
She was indeed much more tired than she was.
In the morning, he only read in the bookstore, while the other party took the mule and ran all over Nanshi West Street. Although Dahei was with him on the way back, he talked to people along the way without stopping. When he came back, he continued to talk to the villagers. Think of ways to give things to others.
There was not even a moment of rest this day.
Shen Ling felt a little distressed in her heart.
Without thinking, he walked forward, knelt down, passed one hand through the girl's knees, held her back with the other, stood up, and hugged her in his arms.
Zhuang Keqing was so tired that he squinted his eyes and felt confused. Just when Jiang Jiang fell asleep, he suddenly felt the world spinning.
When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly looked into the young man's dark and deep eyes.
She could see her surprised and panicked face in the other person's pupils, and she could also feel the strong muscles of the forearm beneath her body.
It was supposed to be a scene where she blushed and her heart beat, but inexplicable words like 'This guy has quite strong muscles' suddenly popped into her mind.
"Ah, Aling."
This posture was too shameful. Zhuang Keqing struggled slightly, but he was afraid of falling, so he could only weakly request, "Can you put me down before we talk?"
"No, you are tired, you should go to bed and rest."
The usually talkative young man looked at her intently and walked away without giving her a chance to refuse.
After he gently placed the person on the soft mattress, he said, "You sleep for a while, and I will heat up the kang."
After saying that, he bent down to help Zhuang Keqing slip on his shoes.
"No, no, no, I'll do this myself."
Zhuang Keqing, who was so frightened by this move that he lost all sleep, hurriedly kicked off his shoes, simply took off his shirt, then pulled up the quilt and buried himself in it, leaving only the opponent's slender back.
No, should it be like this!
She was roaring crazily in her heart, and all the fatigue in her body was swept away in an instant, leaving only her hot cheeks and a pounding heartbeat that she could hear.
It wasn't until Shen Ling left the house and a slight sound came from the door that Zhuang Keqing's stiff body relaxed.
She twisted twice like a chrysalis trapped in a cocoon, then secretly turned her head to confirm that there was really no one in the room. Then she took a long breath and got her head out of the quilt.
Scared her to death!
What happened to Aling today?
To suddenly engage in such domineering behavior is not only scary, but also embarrassing, okay?
She kept complaining in her heart, but as the warmth from the fire bed gradually evaporated under her body, Zhuang Keqing was still surrounded by fatigue and sleepiness. Sleep gradually came over her and she fell asleep.
After a long time, the door opened slightly, and Shen Ling came in. He lowered his steps and walked slowly to the kang. He glanced at the sleeping girl with rosy cheeks, and his eyes overflowed with tenderness.
He leaned over to tuck the quilt for her, and his slender fingers wanted to brush away the broken hair covering her forehead, but the person on the bed murmured and turned his head, and did not give him such a chance again.
With a faint and doting smile on his lips, Shen Ling didn't stay in the room for long, just closed the window and went out.
Outside, Qin Manzhi had just returned from visiting with Aman. When he saw Dahei chewing beans in the yard, he knew that his daughter and son-in-law had returned.
There was no one in the kitchen, but the stove was already burning. She might have gone back to the house twice. She was thinking to herself, and happened to see Shen Ling coming out of the house, so she asked, "Ke'er is in the house?"
Shen Ling nodded, "Mom, Ke'er is tired today. I'll let her sleep first and then call her after dinner."
After hearing this, Qin Manzhi subconsciously glanced in the direction of the inner room, then smiled and nodded.