Daqin: The first emperor came to recognize his relatives, and I greeted him with a knife

Zhao Yang and his mother cleaned up and prepared to make steamed buns today.

When people in the village heard about it, they all came to help.

I saw Zhao Yang set up a big pot in the yard, on which was the bamboo steamer he made earlier.

He has already prepared the raw materials for making steamed buns.

Everyone surrounded him and looked at him curiously.

Zhao Yang boiled the water, mixed the hot water and flour evenly, and then made a dough.

Then, he stuffed some yeast that he got at the check-in into the dough.

After the fermentation is complete, the dough is kneaded again for a while.

Eventually he rolls the dough evenly into a strip and cuts it into evenly sized pieces.

It looks simple, but Zhao Yang, his mother and others have also lost a lot of energy.

It took more than half an hour to put the steamed buns into the pot.

Someone pulled Ah Fang Nu aside, leaned close to her ear and said mysteriously.

"Your family Xiaoyang is so big now, he should start a family and start a business. Would you like me to introduce him?"
Another villager next to him immediately came over and said, "Miss Su, don't rob me. I watched Yangzi grow up, and I have already booked it for my sister."
Ah Fang said with a smile: "No hurry, wait until he has a girl he likes."
In fact, during this period of time, the blind date broke the threshold of their home.

However, Zhao Yang didn't seem very interested in these things.

So Afangnu did not agree.

Several people looked sorry.

This kid Xiaoyang is assertive, hardworking, smart, and filial.

Everyone is a neighbor from the same village, and from what they can see, they are all envious of Fang Nu having such a good son.

If he could be recruited to be his son-in-law, it would be regarded as a great blessing.

A group of people started chatting nearby.

Some people are talking about how many small things their family has sold in the past two days.

Others talked about their plans to build new houses.

But in the end, the topic will return to Zhao Yang.

Because everything they got was all because of Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang cannot be avoided.

A Fangnu was listening, and glanced at Zhao Yang who was still busy, with a smile on her face.

Having such an excellent son is considered a blessing in eight lifetimes.

Not far away, Zhao Yang continued to meet with each other.

Today he will make at least four baskets of steamed buns.

The villagers next to him are still helping out.

Making steamed buns is not complicated, but there are many processes in the front and back.

Seeing that Zhao Yang was working too hard alone, several other people also joined in to help.

Although it was not as good as Zhao Yang, it still looked good.

Everyone was so busy that they didn't even have time to drink water.

Zhao Yang glanced at everyone enjoying themselves and smiled.

The reason why he made these steamed buns was because he helped the villagers improve the traps and caught a lot of prey.

It can be regarded as barely feeding everyone.

However, relying on traps to catch prey is also dependent on the sky, and it is not very stable.

Especially in winter, it is more difficult to catch prey.

So he thought of making steamed buns in the past two days.

After all, Qin Chao didn't have steamed buns at this time, let alone yeast.

With steamed buns, everyone can

Thinking about making some steamed buns, I can earn some money in a long-term and stable manner.

Erxi from the village head looked at the smoking cauldron and said sadly, "It's made with refined flour, so it will cost a lot of money to make it?"
Although Zhao Yang said that the first batch should be tested first, they don't need to pay for it.

But seeing the flour being used like this, he also felt distressed.

You know, how can ordinary people afford this kind of pasta.

Those with difficult family circumstances may not even be able to eat it during the Chinese New Year.

Zhao Yang was the closest to Erxi, so he naturally heard what he said, raised his head and said, "Don't worry, this steamed bun can definitely sell for a high price."
Seeing that everyone still looked puzzled, Zhao Yang continued to explain.

"One bucket of millet costs three qian, and one bucket of millet milled flour can make ten steamed buns. We can buy one steamed bun for one qian. If we have a lot of it, we can sell it for fifty or sixty qian a day."
Everyone also started whispering.

How much is fifty or sixty dollars in your hand?
They hadn't even met.

If ordinary people have so much money, it can be regarded as a family's rations for a year.

What's more, because the pasta is also sour and astringent, it's not very tasty.

Everyone is also holding a skeptical attitude.

"This steamed bun, can it really sell for so much money?"

"I don't know, it's just Xiaoyang who said so, so it should be okay?"

At this moment, mother looked at it according to the time Zhao Yang had just explained.

It's almost time.

So he said to everyone: "The steamed buns can be cooked."
Several villagers helped to remove all the pots above.

In an instant, the white mist of water vapor transpired, and the unique fragrance of pasta wafted out.

The villagers who carried them all swallowed their saliva.

Just smelling it has already aroused everyone's appetite.

Zhao Yang said to the crowd: "How about you all have a taste of this?"
After all, only by passing the barrier of these villagers first can it be possible to sell at a good price.

Everyone looked at it, picked up the steamed buns one by one, and took a bite hesitantly.

Anyway, it's made of flour.

Even if it is unpalatable, it cannot be wasted.

It's just that the moment they entered, everyone couldn't help but widen their eyes!

How can there be such delicious food in this world!
Erxi, who was still questioning just now, also praised repeatedly: "This steamed bun is soft and sweet, with a hint of the fragrance of wine, and it is also soft and sticky when pinched. If it is sold out, many people will definitely buy it!"

"That's right, that's right, this steamed bun is simply the best thing I've ever eaten in my life, if I'm allowed to eat this all the time, I'll be fine for the rest of my life."
"Xiao Yang is too good. I heard that the steamed buns have a sour taste when they are made. I didn't expect it to be completely different in Zhao Yang's hands."

Everyone was full of praise, thinking that this steamed bun can definitely sell for a penny.

And they think it's cheap when they sell it for a penny.

Because one person is eating a steamed bun.

So in the end, everyone began to taste carefully,

Some people even tore off the skin of the steamed buns and ate them a little at a time.

A child stretched out his hand, wanting to take another steamed bun.

The adult next to him slapped his hand and scolded him.

"These steamed buns are all for sale, so don't eat too much."
The child looked at Zhao Yang with an aggrieved expression.

Zhao Yang took out a steamed bun and handed it to the child, patted his head, and said with a smile: "It's okay, just make it when you're done eating."
After the child took it, he ate it wholeheartedly.

While eating, he said vaguely: "Thank you brother Zhao Yang."
Zhao Yang has absolutely no resistance to these children.

The children of the poor are in charge early.

They have understood the world's cold and warm since they were young, and they are very sensible and obedient.

So seeing these children was like seeing himself, Zhao Yang couldn't help but want to help them and love them.

It's just a steamed bun.

If the steamed buns are really sold, maybe he can make the villagers eat steamed buns every day!

After the steamed buns were left to dry for a while, Zhao Yang found a large vat, spread a layer of plant ash on the bottom of the vat, poured in the dried steamed buns, sealed the rice vat tightly, and put it in a cool, dry and ventilated place.

The weather is not too hot now, and the steamed buns can be kept for a while.

The steamed buns made today can be sold for about three days.

If it sells well, Zhao Yang will directly pull all of them over.

Just then, the village chief came to the house.

"Xiaoyang, the Orion team is back, and they have caught a lot of wild game. They plan to sell it in the city for money. Do you want to bring some meat back first?"

The village head had a smile on his face. It seems that this year will have another bumper harvest.

If it wasn't for Zhao Yang's help to improve the traps for catching wild animals, they wouldn't have had a great harvest.

It would be nice to be able to barely eat enough, not to mention selling money.

Zhao Yang patted his head and said, "Is this a coincidence? I also want to sell steamed buns in the city."