Traveling Through Farmhouses: Taking the Baby on a Famine Escape

The next day, two more teachers appeared in the village, and the production of vermicelli began. The first batch of people selected were all people who were tight-lipped and intelligent. Zhang Wenhong planned to teach them all the steps, and then they would teach the others.

Later generations can only learn one step, and then production becomes an assembly line.

Of course, a confidentiality agreement still had to be signed, and Zhou Yurong and the others signed the agreement in the presence of Zhou Dashan and the clan elders.

Because it was the first day the factory reopened, Zhou Dashan and the clan elders held a simple ceremony, which involved buying firecrackers and setting them off for a while.

The villagers all came to join in the fun, crowding around the gate, where Zhou Dashan and the clan elders maintained order.

"Everyone except those who are working, go home!"

"Go back, everyone!"

The workers entered the factory under Zhang Wenhong's guidance.

The tools and sweet potatoes were all prepared inside.

Zhang Wenhong first explained the entire process of making fans, and then demonstrated it to everyone.

Once everyone had gone inside, Zhou Dashan and the others closed the main gate and assigned someone to guard it, just in case anyone had bad intentions and sneaked in to watch the fan making process.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

The vermicelli factory has already produced about 2,000 kilograms of vermicelli, and the workers have become skilled in the craft.

Zhao Quanfu and his classmates adapted very well to the village school.

The village has also undergone great changes.

The biggest change is that the noise from the old Wang family's house has decreased.

Since the piglets arrived, it's unclear how Old Wang discussed things with Zhou Yuping and the others.

In the end, the factory sold her the sweet potato puree for one cent per hundred catties, and her family officially started the pig farming business.

There are quite a few pigs, and the pig feed is all cooked before feeding them, so the family is very busy and there is no time to scold the daughter-in-law and granddaughter!

The home has become much more harmonious.

When the other villagers found out that Zhang Xixi had bought the piglets for Old Wang, many of them went to find her!

For a while now, she was afraid to see them because the villagers would ask her if she had any piglets!

It left her both amused and exasperated!

The pigs sold in the mall are all from the same family. There are people who want piglets, but no one wants the male or female pigs. What is she supposed to do? Besides, buying too many pigs will definitely arouse suspicion.

So she only bought them once, selling eleven piglets to each buyer, and also reselling the two boars and the sow to Old Wang so that more piglets could be bred.

Many who couldn't buy piglets went to town and bought a lot of chickens and ducks, so they wouldn't be short of meat to eat in the future.

Now, even in the deserted villages, there are large-scale pig farmers and large-scale duck farmers!

The village was filled with laughter and joy!

The rice in the paddy field has already headed. This ratooning rice is growing really fast. In another half month, it will be ready to be harvested in September.

It had just rained lightly that morning, and the roads were still wet when Manager Qian rushed from the county town to the deserted village.

The rain stopped at noon and the sun came out.

Manager Qian also went directly to Zhang Xixi's house.

Zhang Xixi's family had finished lunch and were resting in the main room when they saw the door being pushed open.

Zhou Fu hurriedly went forward to see, "Manager Qian is here!"

Zhang Xixi also went up to greet him, "Manager Qian, have you eaten yet!"

Manager Qian waved his hand, "Not yet, we'll have to trouble Madam Zhang to get us some food!"

"Please come in and sit down for a rest. The food will be ready soon!"

After speaking, Zhang Xixi went to the kitchen and asked Sun Xiuxiu to cook two bowls of hot and sour noodles, some rice, and stir-fry two dishes.

After making the arrangements, I went out to greet the guests.

Zhang Xixi exchanged a few pleasantries with Manager Qian, and the hot and sour noodles were ready!

Zhang Xixi placed the hot and sour noodles on the table and introduced them, "Manager Qian, this is the new dish I mentioned in my letter, rice noodles. Please try it first."

After the shopkeeper and his servant sat down, they used chopsticks to pick up some vermicelli from their bowls and put it in their mouths.

These thin, noodle-like vermicelli have the smoothest texture, and after cooking, they are flavorful and not greasy at all.

"Mmm, delicious!"

Seeing how much Qian and the others enjoyed their meal, it was clear that the hot and sour noodles were to their liking.

That’s good!

After a while, Manager Qian said, "Madam Zhang, could you please have another bowl of this hot and sour noodles?"

Zhang Xixi smiled and said, "Okay, you guys wait a moment!"

Manager Qian gave an awkward smile!

Zhang Xixi went to the kitchen again.

"Sister Xiu, cook two more bowls of hot and sour noodles. Don't bother with the other dishes for now!"

"Ok!"

After Manager Qian and the others finished their meal, Zhang Xixi explained the situation of the fans to him in detail, emphasizing the ease of transportation.

Looking at the appearance of these rice noodles, they certainly seemed easy to transport. Manager Qian touched the noodles and said, "These rice noodles break easily, don't they?"

Zhang Xixi raised an eyebrow. This was indeed its drawback, but it shouldn't have mattered in an era of food shortages!

"It won't break unless you put heavy objects on it, and even if it does break, you can still eat it. The most important thing is that it's lightweight. One pound of soaked vermicelli can make four big bowls of hot and sour vermicelli. Of course, it can also be stewed with cabbage and pork."

Shopkeeper Qian thought for a moment. If he transported these vermicelli noodles to the Northwest and added some vegetables, one pound of noodles would only be enough for one person for two meals.

But if we transported it to places like Kyoto and sold it at a high price, then used the money to buy some food to fill our stomachs in places closer to the northwest, wouldn't that be even more cost-effective?

"How many of these rice noodles can your factory produce in a month?!"

"We can only produce about 5,000 jin a month, but if you need more, we can add more people to produce it!"

Manager Qian pondered for a moment and said, "Prepare 10,000 catties for me first. I will come and pick them up in half a month. The price will be 25 wen per catty as you said. But could you give me the recipe for hot and sour noodles?"

"of course can!"

Zhang Xixi found it strange. This was grain, and according to common sense, it should have all been allocated. How could this be?

Could it be that Manager Qian is going to sell it? After all, this is a novel dish, and if it's prepared well, many people will surely buy it.

Zhang Xixi saw through his intentions but didn't say anything. She simply asked, "Manager Qian, do you still need rice?"

"You still have more!"

Zhang Xixi nodded, "The rice in our village will be ripe in another half month. Why don't you come back in a month and take the rice back with you?"

"Alright!"

Since no agreement was signed, Zhang Xixi did not ask for a deposit, but Manager Qian voluntarily left fifty taels of silver as a deposit.

Later, Zhang Xixi took Manager Qian to the factory to check on the sweet potatoes being washed and the vermicelli being dried.

At least let people know what the place where the vermicelli is produced looks like, so they can feel at ease!