Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

Liu Guixia smiled. “It’s their first time making it, give them a break. They were afraid that they couldn’t make it, so they didn’t use a lot of flour. Now that they know it works, they will make more in the future. You will definitely have enough to eat by then. If you haven’t had enough, let’s go and eat dinner right now.”

dinner was ready, and corn was boiled in water, one for each of them.

Jiang Yue munched on the yellow corn. It was really tasty. When the corn is over ripped, it would not taste as good.

In the evening, Xue Sifu’s liangpi settled and separated into different layers. Liu Guixia and Li Hehua poured away the water on top without Jiang Yue’s help, leaving only the white flour paste at the bottom. They also filtered the white flour paste to make it smoother.

It was really simple. Xue Sifu could have easily replicated it without even trying.

They used the big round plate again.

A piece of liangpi steamed out of this large plate was cut into wide strips, and then seasoned with some vegetables.

500 grams of flour could probably make seven or eight pieces of liangpi of this size.

In addition to the shredded cucumber, crushed sesame, crushed peanuts, chili oil, vinegar, and other ingredients, as well as the time spent on it, Xue Sifu calculated the cost and finally set it at six coins per bowl.

Jiang Yue suggested something else when she saw that Xue Sifu was done with his calculations. “When the time comes, use a plate instead of a bowl. A plate can be easier to manage compared to a bowl, and it’ll look good on the table.”

Xue Sifu smiled,”It won’t need soup anyway. If we can use the plates, we should so that the dishes won’t clash. By the way, I don’t plan to sell hot rice noodles from tomorrow on. I didn’t sell much today, and only one or two bowls of fried rice noodles were sold. Those who came all ordered cold rice noodles.I’ll continue selling the hot rice noodles when the weather cools down. By then, not many people would want to eat cold rice noodles.”

“That way you can save up on money too if they don’t buy it.” Xue Erfu said. “Plus, cold rice noodles are easier to make. That means you can focus on serving the liangpi tool.”

“Then I’ll buy some flour to make liangpi when I come back from town tomorrow. There’s not enough flour left at home.” Xue Sifu laughed. “This should be more than enough for a few days, right? It wouldn’t go bad from the weather that quickly…”

The liangpi could be dried, but the taste would not be as good as fresh ones. She still preferred to eat fresh liangpi. However, it was not a good time for Jiang Yue to say that, in case her family noticed something was wrong.

“We can try to dry it tomorrow and see how it tastes. If it doesn’t taste good, we’ll try to sell fresh ones.”

“If it doesn’t taste good, it’ll be hard to sell it.” Xue Sifu said, “If that’s the case, then we can only make and sell it on the same day.”

Liu Guixia smiled.

“We’ll try to dry it tomorrow. The sun has been shining everyday, and they’re really thin pieces. It’ll probably be dried in the morning. If it doesn’t taste good, we can only make it and sell it on the same day.

“Fortunately, this liangpi is much simpler than rice noodles. We can wash it at night, and it will settle the next day. We can steam the liangpi in the morning. We can use a few more steamers to steam it, that way we can make a lot in one go. It won’t take long to steam dozens of pieces. We can take them to town after breakfast.”