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Yu Qingqing's eyes focused slightly, and her body leaned to one side, "You work here, if you perform well, I will reward you.

If the performance is too poor or if there is a leak, there will be punishment.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience cheered, and everyone felt excited when they heard that there would be rewards.

After explaining everything, Yu Qingqing introduced the function of each room to everyone.

"The first room here is on the road side and will be used to soak and grind beans. The second room is used to make soy milk and separate them.

The last room is used to make the finished tofu. If it needs to be dried, it can be placed outside on the woven bamboo mat. "

After Yu Qingqing took the people to the inspection, they were taken to their corresponding positions according to the teams they had been divided into.

Yu Qingshu had previously arranged for people to weave a lot of bamboo mats in preparation for the work that would follow, and they also needed to put the dried meat on the bamboo mats.

Yu Qingqing personally instructed every position and handed the last crucial step to Yu Qingmei. From then on, it was Qingmei who supervised the production of tofu.

In this way, the tofu workshop was officially put into operation, and the business will grow bigger and bigger in the future.

After Yu Qingqing and her friends started making tofu, people in the town began to like this soft thing more and more.

Manager Jiang is very busy every day, and the restaurant's reputation is growing.

Many people wanted to get a piece of the pie, but due to the huge power of Xiangxiang Pavilion, no one dared to cause trouble easily.

There were a few times when Yu Qinghai came back with a tail behind him, but he was secretly dealt with by the people arranged by Yuan Xichen.

Yu Qingqing had just returned from the tofu workshop when she saw her father standing at the door, apparently waiting for her.

She raised her eyes slightly and asked with a smile: "Daddy, what are you doing here, are you waiting for me?"

Yu Qingshu heard his daughter's voice, then turned around and said with a bit of loneliness:

"It's like this, come in with me first, and I'll tell you in detail."

Yu Qingqing came to the door and helped Yu Qingshu into the house, only to find that Yuan Xichen was also there.

"Greetings, Your Highness!" Yu Qingqing leaned forward slightly and said with a faint smile.

"No need to be so polite! When you see me next time, just call me the same as before."

Yuan Xichen was surprised by Qingqing's reaction and felt that this would make things much more awkward.

Yu Qingshu glanced at his daughter's expression cautiously without saying a word.

Yu Qingqing was surprised, but still chose to obey.

Then she stood aside and asked curiously: "I wonder what happened to Master Yuan?

You came here specially to wait for me, what happened?"

"Ahem!" Yuan Xichen coughed lightly, and with tenderness in his eyes he looked at Yu Qingqing and said, "It's like this, Miss Yu.

I have a lot of farmland elsewhere and I plan to grow some sweet potatoes.

I would like you to teach them how to plant, and I will follow them. How about I pay you according to the market price later?

Of course I’m not taking you alone, you can ask your brother to come along, and tell others that I’m inviting your brother to go.”

Yuan Xichen does have quite a few farms, and since sweet potatoes are so productive, he naturally doesn’t want to miss out.

Considering Yu Qingqing's reputation, I thought of bringing Yu Qinghai along.

Asking Yu Qingqing to plant sweet potatoes is naturally a serious matter.

Yu Qingqing glanced at her father and understood in her heart that her father also agreed.

She sat on a chair nearby, took a sip of tea, and said with a sweet breath:

"Mr. Yuan, you are so polite. It is my honor that you can think of my daughter.

I just want to ask, where are your farms located and how far are they from here?

We really need to hurry up and plant sweet potatoes this season, so that we can have another good harvest later."

Yu Qingqing had observed the growth of crops here before, and she found that many crops can be planted two or three times a year, including sweet potatoes.

Such conditions are truly unique, and it is no wonder that the resources here are so abundant.

Yuan Xichen smiled knowingly when he heard this, "Don't worry, Miss Yu, I also have a farm nearby, you can come back and stay there at night.

There are some places a little further away, and I will find someone to learn from them later, and I don’t need your full guidance.”

He naturally didn't want Yu Qingqing to be too tired, so how could he let her take charge of everything?

Yu Qingqing stood up, holding the table with her hands, and raised the corner of her mouth, "If this is the case, then there is no problem.

Later on, I will have to trouble Mr. Yuan to send my brother and I back together.

Sweet potato cultivation is not difficult, and you can bring more people to learn it. There will be no problem.”

Yu Qingqing knew very well how important this sweet potato was to Yuan Xichen, so she agreed without much hesitation.

Yuan Xichen was overjoyed; this matter had finally been resolved.

The work of digging sweet potatoes has been going smoothly recently, but the amount has become less and less as time goes by.

So we can't put all our hopes here.

Because of Yuan Xichen's large-scale purchases, the people in the village made a lot of money, and everyone felt like they were walking in the wind when they walked on the road.

After a few people agreed, they would set off immediately tomorrow.

When Yu Qingshu saw that there was no more tea in Yuan Xichen's cup, he immediately filled it with water.

Yuan Xichen raised the cup and took another sip.

He felt that the tea at Yu Qingqing's house was particularly delicious. The sweetness of the water was unforgettable, and he felt a warm current flowing through his body.

Yuan Xichen naturally didn't know that the water in Yu Qingqing's house was all spiritual spring water, and they only used well water to entertain other workers.

He drank the tea in one gulp and it soon ran out, so Yu Qingshu quickly refilled it.

Yuan Xichen smiled sheepishly, "Uncle Yu, your tea tastes really good, what did you use to make it?"

His words instantly made Yu Qingshu nervous, and his whole body was tense.

Yu Qingqing noticed his father's strangeness, but he remained calm and continued: "Master Yuan, this is made with well water, but the tea leaves need to be repeatedly dried.

That’s why the fragrance of tea leaves can be fully brought out by using water.”

"Yes, that's it! If you like it, you can bring some back."

Yu Qingshu quickly took over the conversation, regretting inwardly that his reaction just now was too obvious.

Yu Qingqing naturally wouldn't worry about being exposed, because she was the one who planted the tea trees outside and cultivated them inside the space.

Yuan Xichen chose to believe every word Yu Qingqing said.

Even though he encountered some inexplicable things, he never doubted her.

"By the way, Master Yuan, there is one more thing I think I should remind you of!"