Farmer’s Wife Has Magic Skills

Chapter 668 668. The Best Ratio (46)

Taking three catties of meat as the test object, Chu Qingzhi prepared ten portions, and added different proportions of salted duck egg whites to test.

Chu Qingzhi was busy in the workshop, then Chu Xuhua, Chu Qingning, Chu Qingshuang, Wu Yaqing came to help.

Seeing Wu Yaqing, Chu Qingzhi remembered Wu Yaqing's visit to the bookstore in the morning, so she asked her, Yaqing, how is your story going?

The rest of the people looked over after hearing this, with a bit of confusion in their eyes, what's the story?

Today she had a bad nose, Wu Yaqing shook her head and said listlessly, Don't mention it, the shopkeeper of the bookstore didn't even read my books, so he drove me away on the grounds that I was here to make trouble.

Chu Qingzhi comforted, It's okay, let's think of another way.

Wu Yaqing's heart was full of the depressed feeling of being hit, Hey, my talent is underappreciated, why am I not a man, so even if someone rejects me, they will read my story before rejecting.

Chu Qingzhi said, Yaqing, if there is really no other way, let's open a bookstore by ourselves, what are we afraid of?

These words woke up Wu Yaqing, her eyes became bright, and she looked enlightened, Yes, why should I look at other people's faces, won't I solve all the problems by opening a shop myself?

Everyone looked at each other, and indeed, the problem was solved directly from the root cause.

Wu Yaqing glanced at everyone, I'll go to the store tomorrow and open the bookstore.

Chu Qingzhi suggested, Before opening a shop, go and see other people's shops, and then open it after knowing what to do. Don't get too hot, otherwise it will be very troublesome to deal with the aftermath.

Wu Yaqing nodded, Qingzhi, I listen to you, I want to go to the shop, but I will definitely open the bookstore.

We all believe in you.

Chu Qingning asked with great interest, Yaqing, what story have you written? Can you show us?

Wu Yaqing readily agreed, I'll show you when I get back.

Chu Qingning nodded, Okay.

In the chatter of everyone talking and laughing, Chu Qingzhi's ten grilled sausages are ready.

She scooped up the sausages from the pot and put them on numbered plates, then brought them home, cut them into slices, and put them on the table for everyone to eat, choosing the best one together.

The plates were laid out in a row on the table, and Chu Qingzhi asked everyone to eat them all first, and then put the chopsticks in front of which one they thought was the most delicious, and the one with the most chopsticks was the best ratio.

After Chu Qingzhi explained the rules clearly, she asked everyone to start tasting.

The results came out quickly, and everyone voted for the third number, the roast sausage with salted duck egg white for one, two, and five dollars.

Chu Qingzhi also thinks this one is the best, not salty or bland, full of flavor, others are either salty or bland, or because too much egg white is added, it doesn't look very good.

Jiyue, tomorrow you go tell Fourth Aunt to send the whole salted duck egg directly, and replace the salt in the sausage with salted duck egg white as soon as possible.

okay, I get it.

The salted duck egg white matter was easily resolved.

By the way, I have something else to do here. Chu Qingzhi took out the tissues and distributed one to each of them, Everyone, look at the tissues in your hands, and after listening to what I said for a while, share your own opinions.

Everyone didn't quite understand, they held the paper and looked at Chu Qingzhi in puzzlement.

This is the paper I made from pulp scraps. This paper is not for writing and drawing, but for daily life... Chu Qingzhi explained the uses and benefits of paper towels in detail.

Everyone's reaction was mixed.

The elders had the same reaction as Chu Feng, extravagant, wasteful, and impractical, so they euphemistically expressed their opposition.

Chu Xuhua's children who grew up in the village can accept it, but they still think it's a bit extravagant.

Wu Yaqing, Ge Lihua, and Hong Yujun all liked it, saying that if there were such tissues, they would definitely buy them.

Li Zhangjie, who didn't have a strong sense of presence, suddenly said, Sister Qingzhi, I think if it's for a girl's home, you can add incense to the paper. It's fragrant, and everyone will definitely like it more.

Chu Qingzhi praised, You have a good idea, I will consider it.

After being affirmed, Li Zhangjie smiled shyly, Yes.

Wu Yaqing thought for a while and said, Qingzhi, this paper towel is suitable for selling to rich people. There are a lot of people in the capital. If you sell it, it will definitely sell well.

Ge Lihua nodded, I want to use it now.

After hearing everyone's words, Chu Qingzhi had a clue in her heart, Everyone, let's have dinner. I will add up the total and prepare for a trial sale.

...

Chu Shi settled down.

Chu Lan'er changed her work clothes, put on her usual old clothes, and came out of the room, ready to cook, but unexpectedly, her father had already cooked the meal.

She walked towards the table, and then her eyes widened in surprise, Father, do you have meat to eat?

Chu Shi'an said with a smile, Your Uncle Chu Rong gave it to us.

The deer that Jiang Zhaoyong killed was really too big, everyone ate a lot, and put the rest in the refrigerator, but the refrigerator couldn't fit it, so Chu Rong gave some of the extra to those close to him.

Chu Lan'er said enviously, Uncle Chu Rong's family is too rich, and he can eat meat casually.

Chu Shian said, Lan'er, people's money is also earned with their own hands, not by strong winds. The only thing we can do is to work hard and earn money according to our duties, you know?

Chu Lan'er nodded, Father, I understand.

Chu Shi'an was very afraid that Chu Lan'er would have something that he shouldn't have, so he said, Daddy is working, and your Uncle Chu Rong quietly gave me two taels of silver a day. When I help them plant the wheat, I can get a lot of taels of silver. Then our family will not be short of food and clothing.

After hearing this, Chu Lan'er said, Father, why don't we open up a piece of wasteland to grow wheat?

Chu Shian's heart moved, This idea is good. There is a large piece of wasteland behind our house. After eating, we will clean it up. When we finish planting the wheat of Chu Rong's family and get the money, I will also buy some seeds and plant them.

Chu Lan'er said positively, Yeah, Dad, let's eat quickly.

Okay. Chu Shi'an was a little excited, and the hope of life took root in his heart.

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Chu Qingzhi's room.

Chu Qingzhi locked the door of the room, drew the curtains, lay on the bed, and chatted with Tang Jinghong.

Tang Jinghong's deep and deep voice was transmitted by Golden Feather Phoenix, and every time he heard Chu Qingzhi's heart tingling, Qingzhi, are you asleep?

Chu Qingzhi looked up at the Golden Feather Phoenix, Not yet, what about you?

I'm outside, ready to smuggle Prince Zhang's refined salt.

Are you sure?

I have been following you for many days, and I will definitely not be able to escape this time.

Then be careful, talk here first, and send me a letter after you settle the matter in a while.

OK.

Chu Qingzhi hooked her fingers to the Golden Feather Phoenix floating in front of her, and the Golden Feather Phoenix returned to her arm.