He Dongsheng said: "The name of the tea house is Qian Lixiang. He not only makes his own tea, but also sells it for others. He has shops not only in Maozhou, but also in other places. The boss's surname is Lu. I have been working with him for four years, mainly As a steward, I patrol several shops in Maozhou and adjust the distribution of goods in each shop."
Tang Shijin nodded: "I understand, I've just started doing it here. When you get back, you can take two tubes and explore the way first."
He Dongsheng was overjoyed, turned around and agreed, then turned and left.
He Dongsheng is a very decisive person. I heard that he divorced the Zhao family a few days ago and put his children with the Ning family. Fortunately, they are not very old, one is six years old and the other is four years old. His sister-in-law left before. I often ask Ning to take care of her. I heard that she will be fine after crying for two days.
But of course it would be better if there was a man to take care of the four children.
Tang Shijin then turned to look at Hualang.
Hualang brought over four people, all of them twelve or thirteen years old, and they seemed to have clear eyes, so they should be good.
Tang Shijin said: "Have Hualang told you the specific requirements? You first find a place to take a bath, change clothes, and try it out for a few days. If successful, then go to the government to apply for a deed. It will be a slave loan. If you do well, , I will deregister for you in five years."
Someone asked: "What if I don't do it well?"
Tang Shijin said: "From now on, I will do this every three years. Don't worry, I won't cheat you. If you don't do well, I will drive them away in the middle. I won't keep you for five years, so after five You can become a free man in up to eight years."
Only then did several people agree. Tang Shijin quickly asked someone to go to the county town to buy clothes and took a bath. Seeing that Hualang had no intention of participating, she didn't ask any more questions, so she handed the person over to Tang Congyi, and then took Hualang with her. Came back first.
Just as He Yuanxiao came back from cutting old and new bamboo shoots, she started cooking.
First, braise the spring bamboo shoots in oil. Peel the bamboo shoots, smash them with the back of a knife, cut them into small pieces, and blanch them in water.
Then heat the oil in a pan, stir-fry a few times, add light soy sauce, dark soy sauce, sugar, etc., stir-fry for a while, and see if the juice is evenly stirred, pour a little boiling water and simmer over low heat for half a quarter of an hour. Increase the heat to reduce the juice.
Then have spring bamboo shoots and scrambled eggs.
Blanch the spring bamboo shoots, drain in cold water and cut into small circles.
Then mix a little starch and water to form a powdery juice.
Beat chopped green onion, eggs and salt into egg liquid and fry into egg pancakes.
Then heat the oil in a pan, add green onions and saute until fragrant, add spring bamboo shoots and stir-fry quickly, add salt, soy sauce, sesame oil, water and stir well, add the egg cake just now and stir well, pour the powder sauce on it, sprinkle with chopped green onion...
Next, stir-fry spring bamboo shoots with meat, add red and green peppers and stir-fry three-color shredded bamboo shoots, spring bamboo shoots soup...
Yanlangjun is busy over there.
First, he led others to find a temporary house, put down the tea-making stove he brought back, and left a few Yang family members behind to instruct them on what kind of bamboo cores to collect, how to wash and dry them... After finishing a set of tasks, they came back. As soon as I looked, I found that there was a spring bamboo shoot feast at home.
Yan Baiwei said speechlessly: "Is this what you said is too busy?"
Tang Shijin said confidently: "I worked quickly! I did two things! I only left one thing for you!" As he said that, he went into the room and brought out the dishes left for him: "Okay, hurry up Let's eat. In a few days, you'll be familiar with me and you'll stop being busy. I won't dislike you."
Yan Baiwei: "..."
He pinched her and said, "Why is this kid getting so thick-skinned?"
Tang Shijin said with a smile: "There is no way! To do business, you have to be thick-skinned and dark-hearted!"
Yan Baiwei smiled, didn't argue with her, and just lowered his head to eat.
After Hua Lang finished eating, he wiped his mouth and stood up, saying to her, "Sister, I'm leaving first."
"Okay," Tang Shijin went into the kitchen and took out a few jars, then squatted down and tied them with ropes, holding two in each jar: "I asked Yuanxiao to take you back. These are the spring bamboo shoots I pickled two days ago. They are sour and crispy.
It's delicious, you can take these two cans to the Luo family, and you can keep these two cans for yourself."
He Yuanxiao hadn't finished eating yet: "Wait for me for a while!" He put on the rice in three mouthfuls: "Let's go, let's go."
He took Hualang home and drove the donkey cart. He Yuanxiao had always talked a lot, but now he was more courageous. He kept saying: "Hualang, how old are you?"
Hualang didn't say anything, and he said to himself: "It's fourteen or five, right? Then you have to call me brother! I'm seventeen! Hey, why didn't you come to the wine shop? I wanted to go, but Jin'er wouldn't let me
Let me go...I think that although slavery is not good, five years is not long, and it is better than begging. People who beg for food may even beat you, how uneasy..."
Hualang was a little speechless.
He has never seen such a person who can talk endlessly without paying attention to him, and he talks so cheerfully.
Why doesn't he come to the wine shop?
That day he saw that there was already a person in charge of the wine shop. He hoped that what he did was irreplaceable. He hoped that he would be a unique and indispensable person.
He felt that this would help Tang Shijin more.
But there is no need to say this to a fool.
After entering the city, he just said: "Thank you."
He jumped off the carriage and left, and He Yuanxiao followed up with a bang: "Don't worry, just take me to that shop to have a look. Maybe I will have to run this way in the future. I have to know the way first...
…”
Hualang called a little beggar over, took him away, and then breathed out softly.
The world is quiet.
In Zhulin Village, after the bamboo cores were first collected and dried repeatedly, Yang Erlang began to try frying them.
He used to be a master at frying tea, but after not doing it for a few years, his hand was already raw. After two batches of tea frying, he said it was almost done. When the third batch came out, Yang Erlang held it in both hands, smelled it, and cried with joy...
...That means I have found a feeling.
Then Tang Shijin called Tang Congwen over.
She asked him solemnly: "Do you know what you should do?"
Tang Congwen said: "Learn to fry tea and be optimistic about these people."
"Yes, but more than that." Tang Shijin said, "What do you think of the Yang family?"
Tang Congwen said: "They are all straightforward. Master, don't worry, I can make friends with them."
Tang Shijin hummed, and she first talked about the grievances between the Yang family and the Feng family, and said: "There is no need to keep so many people here at Chacha. You will consider the amount of bamboo cores when the time comes and see who and how many will be left.
In addition, there is one more thing."
She took out a basket of bamboo cores from behind the top cabinet, which had actually been prepared from the space.
She said, "These bamboo cores are completely different from the other bamboo cores next to them. Only you and I know about this matter. I only give it to you each time, and I can only get it out from your hands, not through other people's hands. Then, you
Try it with the Yang family to find out the most suitable amount, that is, add half a catty to one pot, or one catty? Make sure you grasp it, they are experts, you learn slowly, give you three months to master this link
It’s in your hands, remember to keep it a secret, and also let the Yang family keep it a secret.”
Tang Congwen knelt down anxiously and said solemnly: "Master, don't worry, Congwen understands!"
Tang Shijin nodded and let him go.
So three days later, after several experiments, the earliest batch of bamboo core tea was produced, no, Baojunxin tea.