The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

The two children were happy to go to their third uncle's house. They liked their uncle's house because there were people to play with them. In the village, not only did no one want to play with them, but whenever they saw Xiaolian, they would call her stupid and insult them for not having a father. When Wang Dayong heard this, he would go and fight with the people, and his mother would have to apologize to the people who bullied them. After that, he stopped taking his sister out to play.

Song Feng helped carry the luggage, and Song Xiaogu brought everything she could use and anything of value from the house.

"If the person isn't here, the things can't be left behind, for fear that someone will steal them."

Okay, bring them all. If business is good at home, you won't be able to come back to stay even once a year.

After loading everything onto the mule cart, Song Chunni locked the courtyard gate and left without saying goodbye to the village chief. Deep down, she didn't want the people of Caoduozi Village to know where she was going, because she feared that if the person who had left knew she was doing well, he would pester her and cause trouble for her sister-in-law.

Even if that person doesn't come, if the villagers know she's doing well, she can't guarantee that no one will have any bad intentions. Money can be a powerful motivator, and as a widow and orphans, they can't fight against anyone.

"Let's go!"

"drive……"

"Go to town tomorrow and ask the shopkeeper how this year's supply is. How much do they buy cured pork and sausages? Talk to them about the price."

"Okay, they haven't come looking for us these past few days. I guess things were pretty chaotic in town the other day."

"Even if it's a mess, it should be sorted out by now. Let's go ask the pastry shop again."

"Alright! If the restaurant decides to order sausages and the like, I'll go find a few more butchers and discuss the price, especially for pig small intestines; one butcher definitely won't be enough."

Fang Xiaoning nodded, acknowledging that sourcing channels are very important.

"Brother Feng, if you pass by my house, call my mother over. We're going to make a new dessert. And bring me some yeast when you come back."

"to make!"

Today she's going to make glutinous rice strips and steam extra glutinous rice to make fermented glutinous rice.

"Auntie, go wash ten catties of glutinous rice and soak it. We'll steam it later."

"Ai!"

When Zhao arrived, she said, "Mother, grind this glutinous rice into powder." She forgot to ask Song Feng to grind it beforehand.

Both Song Xiaogu and Zhao Shi were strong, and they quickly ground up a large basinful.

Add the starter to the glutinous rice flour while stirring, similar to kneading dough. Once it forms a strip, start kneading the rice dough. Then, like making dumplings, divide the kneaded dough into small pieces and roll them into strips.

"Just put the kneaded strips into the oil and fry them."

Start cooking: one pot for deep-frying, another for making syrup. "Drizzle the fried dough in the syrup immediately, then sprinkle with white sesame seeds. The syrup must not be overcooked, otherwise it will taste bitter." Originally, white sugar was used, but there was no white sugar here, and brown sugar wouldn't be very noticeable, so sesame seeds were used instead, which also made it more fragrant.

"Try it, this is really crunchy."

Zhao tried one and said, "If this were sold before the New Year, it would definitely sell a lot."

"We'll sell them the same way during this year's Chinese New Year." The recipe for Jiangmi Tiao (glutinous rice strips) is so simple that it's impossible not to learn it after seeing it only once.

"Should we steam the glutinous rice now?"

"No, let's steam it tomorrow."

These pastries are really easy to make today. Before Song Feng even returned, Zhao Shi had already finished learning and left.

After the New Year, business is slow. We don't need much of anything. We only need five catties of one kind of snack a day, which is better than nothing.

"Xiao Ning, the shopkeeper said he'll try selling the cured meat and sausages for a while first. If customers like them, all twenty or so restaurants under his master's name will get their supplies from us."

“Okay, let’s make a few more flavors. Brother Feng, when you go to the clinic to buy ingredients in the future, be careful not to buy all the ingredients from one clinic. Buy them separately and we can use them at home slowly.”

Sichuan peppercorns, star anise, cinnamon, and fennel are all Chinese medicinal herbs; nobody uses them in cooking, they're only sold in clinics. The key to delicious sausages is these flavorful seasonings. These ingredients are ground into powder, so even if she hires someone to help with stuffing the sausages, she'll have to make the seasoning herself, or have Song Feng do it. She doesn't plan to involve her aunt or mother-in-law. If the sausages sell well, they can be sold throughout the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, and her family might become wealthy from this.

Of course, there's also the possibility that they might lose the recipe, after all, they are powerless. This is also why she doesn't dare to expand or create truly good products—she lacks the authority.

"I'll start buying from different stores tomorrow. Should we still buy the shops?"

"Let's not buy any more for now. Let's buy more spices first. We need to hire a tutor for the family and build a small courtyard. When you have free time, ask about the prices at the shop. If it's not good, we can continue setting up a stall this year."

“That works too. I plan to go to the county town to stock up on spices.”