Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Wei Taoer rolled her eyes, moved closer to him, and said with a proud look on her face, "The boss just called me over."

Gao Ruowang stopped and looked sideways at him, with a subtle curve at the corner of his mouth: "That's good."

The boss is a capable man, and it is a rare opportunity for Wei Taoer to learn how to do things from him.

"Why don't you ask the boss what he wants me to do?" Wei Taoer raised her eyebrows and looked at Gao Ruowang expectantly.

Gao Ruowang said expressionlessly, "Since the boss is looking for you, it must be something important. If you don't have the boss's permission, you can't disclose it casually. Why should I ask more questions?"

Boring, like an old-fashioned person!

Wei Taoer curled her lips: "Of course I know I shouldn't say it."

He was just happy and wanted to find someone to talk to.

But Gao Ruowang's stubborn look made him feel disappointed.

"Tsk, I won't talk to you anymore." Wei Taoer muttered, turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait." Gao Ruowang suddenly spoke.

Wei Taoer stopped immediately, turned around and looked at him, with a glimmer of expectation in her eyes: "What's the matter?"

Gao Ruowang said: "If you don't understand anything, feel free to ask me. But remember, don't go against the boss's wishes."

Wow! This guy actually offered to help him. Wei Taoer was stunned for a moment, then his eyebrows were overjoyed. He was just worrying about how to ask Gao Ruowang to teach him how to read.

After all, he was asking for help from others, so he had to speak to Gao Ruowang in a nice and respectful manner. However, Wei Taoer was used to being wild on weekdays, so he really couldn't do it by being humble and trying to please others.

Now that Gao Ruowang has taken the initiative to hand over the "ladder", how could Wei Taoer let it go.

He hurriedly came to Gao Ruowang, rubbed his hands, and smiled brightly: "I just happen to have something to ask you. I want to learn how to read. Can you teach me?"

Gao Ruowang stared at him for a moment, then said slowly, "Okay, come to the warehouse after dinner."

Wei Taoer nodded excitedly: "Okay!"

After dinner, Wei Taoer couldn't wait to go to the warehouse.

Gao Ruowang was already waiting there, with a piece of wood and a small piece of charcoal in front of him.

"Let's start with the simple characters first." Gao Ruowang said as he wrote the character "人" on the wooden board. "This character is pronounced '人', with one stroke on the left and one stroke on the right."

"Wait, I know this word." Wei Taoer said quickly.

"Have you learned to read?" Gao Ruowang's eyes flashed with surprise. He nodded slightly, and his gaze lingered on Wei Taoer for a moment.

Wei Taoer perked up and started counting on her fingers: "I can recognize the words 'mountain', 'water' and 'field', but I can't write them down just by recognizing them."

After hearing this, Gao Ruowang wrote the words one by one on the wooden board with a calm expression: "It's okay. Knowing how to recognize them is a good start. Get familiar with how to write these words today, and it will be easier to learn new ones in the future."

After saying that, he handed the charcoal to Wei Taoer and motioned him to try it first.

Wei Taoer took the charcoal and wrote the word "山" crookedly according to Gao Ruowang's writing.

The charcoal in his hand fell tremblingly, and the first stroke was crooked and disorderly.

Wei Taoer looked at the ugly "山" character and her face suddenly turned red and she felt a little embarrassed.

Gao Ruowang saw this, but did not show any impatience. He just gently held Wei Taoer's wrist to steady his movements: "Don't panic, keep your hands steady, just like this."

As he spoke, he held Wei Taoer's hand and guided him to slowly start, turn, and end the strokes. A neatly drawn character "山" appeared on the wooden board.

After writing, he let go of her hand and let Wei Taoer try it herself.

Wei Taoer scratched his head and rewrote it.

Although it is still not very regular this time, it is better than before.

Gao Ruowang nodded slightly: "Not bad, continue."

Wei Taoer looked up and grinned at him, revealing two fangs. Her eyes were sparkling, as if they contained tiny stars.

Gao Ruowang couldn't help but stare at him in a daze for a moment, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he had also taught a little boy to write in this way.

But more than ten years have passed, and he can no longer remember what the little boy looked like. He only vaguely remembers his eager eyes, which were somewhat similar to Wei Taoer's eyes at this moment.

Gao Ruowang was distracted for a moment, but quickly pulled his thoughts back to the present. He pointed at the characters on the board and said softly, "Just like this, write '水' and '田' a few times. Once you get a feel for it, you'll be able to write new characters more quickly."

He continued to practice calligraphy with great interest, becoming more and more serious with each stroke. Although his writing was not yet particularly neat, it was much neater than when he first started.

After lunch at noon, Wei Taoer only had a quarter of an hour to rest, which was only enough for her to learn to write a few simple words.

Soon, it was time to go to work. Wei Taoer was still a little reluctant to finish, but he had no choice but to put down the charcoal and continue working.

In the evening, Wei Taoer had to go to the farm again. He didn't even have time to eat. After reporting to Manager Liu, he borrowed a mule cart from the workshop and hurried to the farm.

As soon as Wei Taoer left, Yang Huan felt uncomfortable in the workshop.

Both he and Li Chou's skills are better than Wei Taoer's, so why did Manager Liu choose Wei Taoer to meet the boss?

Now he is rushing to the farm again, and I don't know what benefits he has gotten from the boss.

Yang Huan felt like he was being scratched by a cat and just felt uncomfortable.

Ever since Zhao Liu's theft was discovered, the boss hired Manager Liu to manage the workshop, and he himself came less often.

Manager Liu was an extremely strict person and had very high requirements for all matters big and small in the workshop.

Yang Huan and his colleagues usually work under the supervision of Manager Liu and dare not be lazy at all.

When the boss was in charge, the atmosphere was more relaxed. Although the boss also paid attention to the details of the work, it was not so suffocating.

But no one dared to complain out loud, and they could only do things honestly according to the requirements of Manager Liu.

Before, everyone was just an ordinary fellow, and no one stood out more than anyone else. But now, Wei Taoer seemed to be suddenly looked at differently by the manager, and Yang Huan's inner balance was completely broken.

Yang Huan glanced at Chen Da and Li Chou standing aside. Chen Da was also valued by the boss before, but when Manager Liu came, Chen Da lost his power.

Li Chou was even more taciturn and couldn't get a word out for a long time.

"I don't know how Wei Taoer got so lucky to catch the boss's eye at this moment." Yang Huan said sourly.

Li Chou raised his head and said in a muffled voice, "Perhaps Wei Tao'er's work is more in line with Manager Liu's wishes."

"With his hot temper, how can he please Manager Liu? I don't believe it." Yang Huan felt uncomfortable.

Chen Da sighed and said, "Don't worry about why he was chosen. Let's just do our job well."

But Yang Huan was unwilling to accept this. He just didn't believe that he was worse than Wei Taoer and why he couldn't get such an opportunity.

A few new guys on the side listened to their discussion but didn't dare to say anything. They had never even met the boss, so it was difficult for them to express any opinions.

When Wei Taoer arrived at the farm, Song Yan had just put the konjac cubes into the pot, added water, and started the fire.

Seeing Wei Taoer coming, Song Yan greeted her with a smile: "You came just in time. I was just about to cook konjac. This job is easy. You can just help light the fire."

Wei Taoer responded, squatted in front of the stove and added firewood.

The fire grew stronger and stronger, and the water in the pot began to bubble.

Konjac needs to be boiled for half an hour to remove the alkaline taste. Song Yan sat aside and ate melon seeds, and from time to time told Wei Taoer some trivia about konjac: "This konjac may look inconspicuous, but it has a lot of uses. Once cooked, it can be eaten as a snack or served at a banquet."

Wei Taoer listened very carefully, as if she was in class, nodded from time to time, and even took the time to talk: "So are we going to make it into snacks and sell it?"

"Yes, it's a snack called Konjac Shuang." Song Yan spit out the melon seed shells. "This Konjac Shuang is really good. Mix it with the sauce and it's smooth and chewy. It's even more addictive than spicy noodles."

After it had been cooked for enough time, Song Yan stood up, took the colander, scooped out the konjac, and placed it in a basin of clean water prepared nearby.

"You have to wash it several times. If the alkaline taste is not completely removed, it will taste bitter." He muttered as he worked. Wei Taoer watched carefully and secretly memorized each step in his heart.

"Okay, soak it for a few hours, then cut it into strips and freeze it in the ice cellar for a few days. If you have nothing to do these few days, come over and practice. Practice it once you're familiar with it."

In the next few days, Wei Taoer went to the farm whenever she had time.

Wei Taoer didn't feel at ease until she had thoroughly mastered the skill of making konjac noodles.

In the past few days, Song Yan has readjusted the recipe of Konjac Shuang, using only simple seasonings such as chili oil, minced garlic, peppercorns, salt, sugar, and sesame seeds. It is unexpectedly fresh and fragrant, and the taste is even better.

The cost is low and ordinary people can afford it.

After working hard for a few days, the first batch of konjac noodles was finally made and could be sent to Xiyangyang for sale.

Wei Taoer also brought dozens of baskets of konjac back to the workshop and taught others how to make konjac noodles.

After a few days, the sky became extremely gloomy, with large, thick dark clouds pressing down.