A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

Two women were specially arranged to be responsible for the inspection before pounding the chili powder, mainly to check carefully whether the peppers are bad. Because the uncles who collect the peppers on both sides may miss some even if they check, so it is safer for the workshop to arrange a re-inspection.

The remaining eight women were responsible for cleaning the tools in the big kitchen. They also had to clean all the ceramic jars that could hold 100 kilograms. After all, these jars would not be used for more than a few days, so they had to be cleaned and drained, otherwise the chili oil made would not be preserved for long.

There are also onions and cilantro that Zhang's father picked from his own vegetable garden in the morning, as well as ginger and garlic at home, all placed in the backpack. These also need to be cleaned. Once the vegetable oil arrives in the afternoon, they can start teaching them how to make chili oil.

Zhang Yunyue also distributed a mask and a hat to each of them. The mask was made of some leftover linen that had been bought before, so Zhang Yunyue asked Zhang's mother and others to make the masks. After all, the smell of chili is too irritating, so having a mask can make the nose and throat feel much more relaxed, and the hat can prevent hair and the like from getting in.

Near noon.

Father Zhang was already standing at the entrance of the village, ready to meet the people delivering goods from the oil mill.

Father Zhang has been standing here for nearly a quarter of an hour. He was mainly afraid that the people from the oil mill would come and not be able to find Father Zhang, so he stood here waiting early.

After waiting for a while, the ox cart from the oil mill arrived, and the person walking in front leading the ox was the owner of the oil mill.

Father Zhang hurriedly raised his hand and waved to the oil mill owner Chen Youcai: "Boss Chen, you are here."

Chen Youcai: "Boss Zhang, oh, your Zhangjia Village is neither close nor far, but it still took us half an hour to get there."

"It's like this, Boss Chen, my home is at the end of the village. There's a road over here, so we don't have to go through the village."

Father Zhang led Chen Youcai along the small path.

"Boss Chen, this is my home, but we won't unload the vegetable oil here. We'll send it to the workshop in the west. Come on, I'll take you there."

After saying this, Zhang's father walked in front to lead the way.

Arrived at the workshop.

"Bang, bang, bang, Yueyue, open the door." Father Zhang knocked on the door with his hand.

Zhang Yunyue was watching in the workshop yard. When he heard the knock on the door, he went to the gate, opened it, and asked.

"Dad, has the oil mill delivered the vegetable oil?"

"Yes, it's Mr. Chen from the oil mill who's here to deliver the goods."

Zhang's father helped Zhang Yunyue open the door of the workshop and asked Chen Youcai to drive the ox cart into the yard, where it stopped.

"Boss Zhang, your family has a large workshop and so many workers." Chen Youcai looked around.

"Hey, this is just the beginning. Isn't it because the orders placed by others here are relatively large, so we just build a bigger workshop. It's nothing, unlike your oil mill, where almost everyone in the town buys vegetable oil from you." Zhang's father complimented.

"Well, we are all given a meal by the common people in and out of the town. We are all the same, hahaha." Chen Youcai said embarrassedly.

Zhang's father called a few employees in the noodle pounding room to help unload the vegetable oil, and then weighed the vegetable oil, which was exactly 500 kilograms. After weighing it, he asked a few people to carry it to the corner of the big kitchen and put it away.

In order to facilitate access at any time, the can of vegetable oil sent by Chen Youcai this time was sent by Chen Youcai. It was agreed at that time that after the vegetable oil was delivered next time, the empty oil can would be taken back and filled again next time for reuse.

"Boss Chen, let's go to my house and have a seat. I'll settle the money with you."

After saying that, Zhang's father took Chen Youcai home.

It was already noon. In the morning, about 20 people in the noodle shop pounded nearly kilograms of chili powder. Everything in the big kitchen was washed, the pots were boiled with oil, and the largest pottery jars were all washed and placed in the yard to wait for the water to evaporate.

Zhang Yunyue asked everyone to go home to eat and take a nap, and come back to work in the afternoon, and then she and Grandpa Zhang rushed home.

When they got home, Zhang's father asked Chen Youcai to sit down in the yard, poured him a bowl of water to quench his thirst, and then asked Grandma Zhang to get the silver.

"Boss Chen, this is the money for 500 kilograms of vegetable oil, 9 taels of silver, please keep it."

"Oh, okay, thank you." Chen Youcai took the silver and put it away.

"Boss Chen, it's already this late. It will take you another half an hour to get back to town. The food at home is already ready. Let's have a simple meal at home."

"Oh, that's so nice of you. I can just go back to town to eat." Chen Youcai refused embarrassedly.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? We'll be dealing with each other every few days, so there's nothing wrong with having a meal together. You can't refuse it anymore."

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry to bother you today. Next time you come to town, I'll treat you to a meal at my house. My wife is a pretty good cook."

"Okay, I'll definitely come to your house and bother you next time I have the chance."

Father Zhang and Chen Youcai exchanged greetings for a while, and Grandpa Zhang and Zhang Yunyue also came back.

When Grandma Zhang saw that everyone had returned and left the food for Zhang Cheng and the others, she and Zhang's mother put all the food on the table.

Grandpa Zhang joked, "The food is ready, let's eat. Our family only has simple meals, so please don't be disgusted, Boss Chen."

Chen Youcai immediately responded: "Hey, we are not rich people, we have eaten all kinds of food. This is already very good, there are both meat and vegetables, and they all look delicious."

After saying this, Chen Youcai even picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and started eating:

"I didn't expect that the dishes not only look good, but also taste good. My aunt and my sister-in-law are both good at cooking."

"Hahaha, if it's delicious, eat more. You're welcome."

"Don't worry, I won't be polite."

After dinner, Chen Youcai said goodbye.

Not in time.

Zhang Yunyue, Zhang's father and Grandpa Zhang returned to the workshop with a whole basket of spice bags from home. At this time, the workers had also returned.

"Uncles in the noodle pounding room, you can continue to pound the chili powder. Two aunts in the noodle pounding room, the chili you checked this morning has not been pounded yet, so you can ignore the chili for now. Go check some peanuts first, we will need them later. Aunts and sisters-in-law in the big kitchen, follow me to learn how to make chili oil later."

As soon as Zhang Yunyue finished speaking, the people in the noodle pounding room would go back to their places, put on masks and hats and continue to work.

Everything was prepared, but Zhang Yunyue took a look and found that peanuts were still missing, and the peanuts had not been checked again. The two aunts could not check much at the moment, so she still had to call for help.

"Aunts and sisters-in-law, you should be quick and help check a batch of peanuts for later use."

"Okay." As soon as everyone answered, they immediately went to the noodle pounding room to check the quality of the peanuts.