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Chapter 434 The Bai Family Has White Vinegar



Chapter 434 The Bai Family Has White Vinegar

Shen Luming hadn't seen his father for a day. When he saw him, his eyes lit up and he rushed over to him, "Dad!"

Shen Zhiqiu picked up his son and said, "Hey, dear, do you miss your daddy?"

Shen Youyou laughed: "I really miss you a lot. Ever since you left, he kept asking me when he went to school, whether you would buy him some candy or snacks when you went to the capital. I hope you didn't sneeze today!"

The meal was served soon. On the table, there were two large plastic basins filled with large pots of food, a large basin of vegetarian tofu balls, and of course, the dry food was corn bread.

But for an average farmer, this is already a pretty good meal, okay?

The meatballs were crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and they were also shredded with carrots. They were so delicious that Shen Youyou ate one in one bite. She liked to eat corn bread with the soup from the big pot, with a little vinegar.

The meatballs in the big pot were also soaked up with the soup. It was so satisfying after one bite.

Even Tang Lizheng and Meng Yuanwai, who were not entirely focused on the food, felt that it tasted really good.

Not to mention Shen Zhiqiu, who was already starving. He only ate two buns at noon.

Even though he knew that everyone was waiting for him to talk about the details, he couldn't take time to do so!

They were just busy shoveling food into their mouths, breaking the corn bread into pieces. They no longer used bamboo bowls, but small plastic basins to eat.

Because the men can eat a lot, there is no need to carry rice back and forth, and the plastic basin is made like a large bowl.

Tang Lizheng couldn't help but ask, "These basins and bowls are also made of plastic, right? They look much lighter to me."

Old Man Shen answered while eating, "Yes, when we have time, let us make more. You can also ask the villagers if anyone needs it and can come and buy it.

But for now, we can just circulate it in the village and not sell it to outsiders. If we are too busy, we can exchange it for food and vegetables."

Tang Lizheng said happily: "That's great."

As for Mr. Meng, he didn't say anything. His house was all changed like this. It was mainly because they and Shen Zhiqiu were making starch and vermicelli in partnership. They had a lot of tools, not only plastic basins and buckets, but also more than ten large water tanks for precipitating starch.

After Shen Zhiqiu finished slurping two bowls of big pot dishes, he was in the mood to tell everyone about what happened today.

Shen Zhiqiu and Meng Yuanwai had discussed handing over the starch and vermicelli recipes in order to let everyone know the usefulness of starch and to allow them to reclaim more land and grow sweet potatoes. After all, the yield of corn is not as high as that of sweet potatoes, and the amount of starch produced is not as much as that of sweet potatoes.

Moreover, even if he handed over the recipe, Mr. Meng would not have to worry about making money. The Warehouse Office said that they would take as many fans as possible, and Mr. Meng would not need to find customers himself.

Chen Dongjia from Guangyuanlou placed an order, and so did restaurants from the four nearby counties. Even some merchants who came to buy shoe soles and hairpins, knowing that Tangjia Village also had vermicelli, would buy some to take home.

Even Shen Zhiqiu and his team needed white vinegar to make plastics, so Shen Youyou told the old lady of the Bai family how to make white vinegar.

This business was also a partnership between Shen Youyou and the Bai family. Shen Youyou provided the recipe and the Bai family provided the work. Shen Youyou wanted 10% of the profits as a token of appreciation.

The main reason is that vinegar is needed to make plastic, and the Bai family provides the most favorable price for vinegar to the nine clans. While a pound of black vinegar costs seven cents, a pound of white vinegar only costs them five cents.

Nowadays, as more and more people come to Tangjia Village to purchase goods, more and more people know that the Bai family has white vinegar.

Making white vinegar is also very simple. Just fry the rice slowly over medium heat until the rice turns brown, turning it over constantly to prevent it from sticking to the pan.

Put the fried rice into a container, pour in boiled water, leaving some space, add a little icing sugar, or wild fruits such as wild apples and pears.

Place the container in a cool and ventilated place, seal it and ferment it. It will be completed in fifteen days.

Back to the point, Shen Zhiqiu finished his general account and spoke again: "I feel that if we build a workshop, we can just lay the foundation on the north side of our yard and then build it. After we build the new house,

We can also continue to build in the north. The old house we built is close to the end of Tangjia Village. If we continue to build northward, it will gradually be level with the village. "

Hearing this, no one had any objection. It seemed that Shen Zhiqiu had a plan when building this thatched hut.

Shen Zhiqiu also said to the village head Tang Guangzheng: "Uncle village head, please tell everyone about this tomorrow morning. As for how many workers to recruit,

It is estimated that we will recruit one thousand female workers, and the number of male workers who will make plastic cotton has not yet been determined. We will see how many cotton machines the higher-ups will make for us.

But I will tell you how to make plastics at that time. My family will also tell you the recipe, but there is one thing: this recipe is now owned by the imperial court, so we dare not spread it outside.

If the imperial court blames me for this, I will be charged with the crime of killing all my clans."

Regardless of whether it is true or not, it does not stop Shen Zhiqiu from threatening like this. Although he is now confident and not afraid of the plastic recipe being spread out, he might as well keep it in his hands for one more day.

He also estimated that the court did not want his recipe now because glycerin was difficult to make, and also because they could not harvest more sweet potatoes to make starch this year.

Maybe in a year or two the imperial court will also ask for this recipe. After all, the speed at which they produce plastic cotton themselves cannot supply the entire northern border.

In fact, even if Shen Zhiqiu didn't mention this, Tang Guangzheng would have said the same thing, because in his opinion, the recipe had already been handed over to the court, and the Nine Clans were only acting on its behalf.

The person who leaked the recipe must be guilty of a serious crime and will certainly be beheaded. Not only that, but the entire family will also be implicated, so we should just talk about the most serious matter.

"Yes, leave it to me. Your uncle will make sure to read the prescription carefully for you."

Shen Zhiqiu nodded, and then he said to Mr. Meng: "Uncle Meng, do you have enough money? If not, let's build a workshop together. You have already bought the land on the east side of the river.

Although it is difficult to start construction in winter, we should hire more people and try to build it up before it gets too cold.

When our workshop is completed, the demand for starch will definitely increase. We will not divide our share this month and will directly use it to build the workshop."

Mr. Meng also nodded happily. If the demand for starch increases, he can make more money. Although Jiuzu uses starch, he also gives the most favorable price.

But that's still profit. They use so much starch, even if the profit is low, it's still a lot of money at the end of a month.

The old man is now in a situation where the more he thinks about it, the more he feels that it was a great decision to move to Tangjia Village. With a nephew like him, it would be right to follow him.

Now that the nine clans are going to build a big workshop and recruit so many workers, more and more starch will be used. Even the business of delivering vermicelli to military camps that my eldest nephew has found is a good business that no one else can ask for.

After explaining the story, Mr. Meng and Tang Lizheng left in a hurry. The two were planning to have a meeting with the villagers tonight. Tang Guangzheng meant for everyone to be mentally prepared.

What Mr. Meng meant was that he would go to recruit workers and prepare to dig the earth and build a starch workshop and a vermicelli workshop tomorrow.

The outsiders left, leaving only their family members. Shen Fugui and others went to lock the door.

Shen Zhiqiu then began to tell the details, such as where he went, what he saw, etc.

"What? You went to the palace?"

"Oh, are there so many guards there? Don't they look very imposing?"

"Mother, three...three thousand two hundred taels?"

"And it's just one month's salary for military boots?"

My goodness, everyone was so shocked that Shen Youyou almost laughed to death.


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