Zhuang Keqing carried a food basket in his hand and was blocked by the villagers outside the kiln.
She was really not tall, and she stood on tiptoe and stretched her neck but still couldn't see the kiln door.
"Did that bricklayer and his grandson go in?"
"Yes, I came here last night and saw it. Good guy, these two men just slept in the kiln. One rested and the other turned the handle outside. I don't know what they did."
The villagers looked out and looked at the freshness, and they planned to see if the newly-launched kiln was so easy to use, and could it be better than the sun?
Zhuang Keqing couldn't squeeze in, so he simply carried the basket and walked aside to wait. The grandson of Li Jieming and Grandpa Li would take a look at the dried potatoes, so he didn't have to hurry.
"Hey hey, it's out!"
With the sound of the villagers, the low wooden door of the kiln house opened, and the old and the young walked out of the inside. They were holding a flat basket of dried potatoes in their hands, and their smiles never stopped.
This is Li Wujiang Grand Historian.
"What's going on? What's going on?"
The villagers were very curious and asked, and without waiting for anyone to answer, they looked up at the dried potatoes.
I saw the dried potatoes as thick as fingers, orange and red, transparent, and looked no different from those that were sunbathed.
"Ah! It looks really good!"
"Yes, the color is very good."
But some people still don't believe it.
"This looks the same, it doesn't taste certain."
Li Wujiang didn't explain, but handed the sack basket in front of the person, lifted his chin and asked him to take a try before speaking.
Seeing this, the villagers were not polite and reached out to take it, stuffing it into the mouth and chewed it.
Well, it's just out of the kiln and it's still hot, and it seems to be harder than the sun's food?
But the potato tastes more and sweeter.
Everyone's expressions were different. Li Wujiang saw it and continued:
"Today is just the first time to try the baking. If you think something is bad, let's adjust it yourself."
"I think the taste is just right, it would be even better if it could be softer!"
"That's true, it's a bit tough. I just thought I was not good at speaking!"
The villagers talked all the time, but to sum it up, they just thought the potatoes were too dry.
Li Tilecraftsman has a clear idea in his mind.
This was the first time I was able to do this, which was actually completely beyond his expectations.
After all, he had just gone in and looked at it. The whole kiln was up, down, left and right, and the dried potatoes on the shelves were not burnt, nor were they wet, sticky and soft. The handful on the sash took a different position.
On.
Now everyone's evaluation is surprisingly consistent, and they only say that these dried potatoes are a little dry, which is a great success.
How to say that?
Logically speaking, the heat of a kiln will be somewhat uneven, and even if the flat kiln that burns objects will also cause consumable parts.
But this time, maybe it was because of the addition of a hand-crank fan or the overall temperature in the kiln was not high, the degree of drying was unexpectedly the same, which was simply an unexpected surprise.
On the other hand, the villagers tasted the dried potatoes and saw that the kiln fire was extinguished and there was nothing new to see. After a discussion was satisfied, they gradually dissipated.
After almost the person left, Zhuang Keqing walked forward and handed the food basket in his hand to the bricklayer and grandson.
Li Wujian shook his head and asked his grandson to take the basket first, while he delivered the dried potato basket to Zhuang Keqing.
"Look at this first, are you satisfied?"
"Of course I'm satisfied. No one of you said it was bad."
Zhuang Keqing praised her, and also twisted a dried potato into her mouth. It was indeed sweet and tight, and the taste was harder than before, and there was no difference between the others.
"Just adjust the size of the fire and the drying time, you can bake a different taste as you ask."
Li Tien smiled with ease.
This is the most successful kiln he has built in the past half of his life!
"Thank you, Grandpa Timberlain."
Zhuang Keqing gave a little blessing, "You will go to my house later, settle the materials and wages, and let me cook the delicious dishes on the table, so I can reward you."
"You pay for your wages?"
Li Timberlain was a little unbelievable.
Starting a kiln is not a trivial matter. He always thought that someone had mentioned this matter, and then the village chief came forward to raise money from the village.
What? He guessed wrongly?
It turns out that the kiln house was this girl’s idea?!
It’s no wonder that Li Wujiang has always ignored all kinds of strange signs.
Obviously, from the beginning when Erli Village invited him to the door, until he agreed to take the job, and then to the scene to see the ground, Zhuang Keqing was always by her side, and even Li Shi was convinced at first.
But maybe it was because the other party was a little girl that he didn't take it seriously.
Li Wazhi was insincerely questioning, but he didn't show his face. He just smiled and responded, so he found a place to eat breakfast with his grandson, and followed Zhuang Keqing to his house.
Shen Ling and Qin Manzhi were serving goods to Tian Zhuanger.
It was cold this day and the tofu was resistant to putting it in. The business was more than twice as good as before.
Just two days ago, the goods I carried last time were sold out, so he rushed to buy some goods and sell them.
"Miss Zhuang is back!"
Tian Cheunger was very sharp-eyed. When he saw Zhuang Keqing leading an old and a young man to this place from afar, he greeted him.
"Uncle Tian, it's so early."
Zhuang Keqing also bent his eyes and greeted him politely.
"Miss Zhuang, last time you asked me to send tofu to Zhao Xiucai's house, I'll bring you the things. Now I'm going to go there every four days!"
The mercenary Tian knew that Zhuang Keqing had the final say in this dealer, so he answered very diligently.
Zhuang Qing said thank you and brought the grandson Li Wuzhi in.
When the grandparents and grandson saw Tian Zhuang, they were obviously stunned.
This is not the one who sells tofu...
The peddler went around the streets to do business, and had a good memory. He recognized this as a bricklayer from Daxing Village after a while. He smiled and said hello.
Li Shi and his grandfather looked at each other and saw some surprise in each other's eyes.
Is this tofu made by Miss Zhuang’s home?
Without letting them think about it carefully, Zhuang Keqing invited someone into the main hall.
He brought the tea and fruit in, and Fucai came out and asked the peddler to go to the village chief's house to bring a message when he left, and asked him to come to the house for dinner, which was said to be a celebratory wine.
The peddler responded repeatedly, and did not ask any more questions about the celebration wine. When the goods were on, he pushed the cart out in a hurry.
Zhuang Keqing chatted with the two of them in the house. After the village chief arrived, he took off and went to the kitchen to cook.
The completion of this kiln is indeed a major event, so we must celebrate it carefully.
So on the basis of making a full table of good dishes, she even brought the potato wine she had made before.
At the dinner table, Li Wujiang and the village chief had never seen such good wine. They only smelled the aroma of the wine and couldn't pull out their heads. After taking a sip, they couldn't stop.
Finally, the guests and guests had fun together, and the cost of building a kiln was also discounted by Li Tilemaster and then paid for the usual amount, which was almost equivalent to paying it to the door.
Zhuang Keqing laughed in silence. She had a full three-point chunk of money.
But in the end, we can't let Grandpa Timberlain suffer a loss.
Before seeing someone off, she forced Li Shi to stuff two jars of potato wine, which made the village chief's eyes turn red.
"Grandpa, you are indispensable."
After Zhuang Keqing sent the bricklayer away, he turned around and comforted the village chief with a smile, "You only drank a little bit today, so it's hard to get it. I'll send you two jars to you tomorrow."
The village chief waved his hand happily.
After Chen Ling helped send the village chief back, Zhuang Keqing had time to calm down and think about what he should do next.
The potato wine was first passed by the village chief’s grandfather. Even if there is no Wufu Ji, Erli Village can build its own winery together. It’s a little more troublesome. What about the potato residue?
Now that the kiln has been built, is it time to bake it?
She planned it all and had an idea in her mind.
The next day, Zhuang Keqing brought two jars of potato wine to visit the village chief’s house in the morning. When he learned that he had been drunk all night yesterday and had just woken up, he couldn’t help but laugh.
People here have never drunk distilled liquor. If the wine is just because it smells fragrant and has a strong taste, it should be drunk as an ordinary brewing liquor?
He placed the potato wine he brought in in the corner of the village chief’s house, and Zhuang Keqing found a stool and sat down and waited.
After at least another quarter of an hour, the village chief swayed out with the help of Li You.
When I saw Zhuang Keqing, I called the wine yesterday to have fun.
"Girl, do I remember what you said? Did you bring the wine today?"
"Grandpa Village Chief, don't worry. I've prepared it for you."
After saying that, he stood up and pointed to the two small altars in the corner.
The village chief looked at the old eyes and smiled.
"Good girl, good girl!"
Zhuang Keqing poured a cup of hot tea and delivered it to the village chief, "Grandpa, take a sip of hot tea to moisten your throat."
Seeing the old man drinking a few sips, she said again: "Today, not only is he here to deliver wine to you, but he still wants to tell you about the construction of the kiln workshop."
The village chief's eyes closed slightly, and when he opened it, he was no longer as turbid and drowsy as before, but some clear light came.