Yipin Farmer

"Just taking medicine is not enough." Ting Shuang continued to start her own treatment plan, "You have to treat her better, and say I love you affectionately to her every day."

"Pfft." Qi Chongyu spat out a mouthful of tea.This proposal is too scary.

Ting Shuang also felt that it was a bit difficult for the ancients to say "I love you", especially for a serious gentleman like Qi Chongyu, who has been accustomed to the ways of Confucius and Mencius for a long time, making him say "I love you" is as difficult as asking him to turn himself into a thief.I had to put it another way: "If you can't say it, you have to use other methods to let her know that you will not change your mind, whether she will give birth to you or not, you only have her in your heart."

"You mean to make her happy and relax her mind?" Qi Chongyu is also very smart.

"Yes, that's what it means." Ting Shuang was very happy that he could "understand the spirit".

Seeing that he and his wife are not sick, and their lives are normal in other respects, it is impossible to have no children all the time, and it is very likely that the infertility is caused by excessive mental stress.In his previous life, he had read a report on marriage and family law. Some couples had no choice but to give up the hope of having a child because they had no children and had a lot of mental stress. child.There are many such cases, so the state has issued relevant laws, and adopted children have the same inheritance rights as their own children, and parents must not abuse or abandon them.

Ting Shuang felt that the situation of Qi Chongyu and his wife should fall into this category. In this day and age, couples blame women for infertility. If they can't give birth to a son, they are in danger of being divorced. Following the incense, coupled with the fact that Qi Chongyu's family was single-handed in a catastrophe, and desperately wanted a child, Mrs. Qi was under such a great mental pressure every day, it was inevitable that there would be endocrine disorders or something, the melancholy on her brows was the evidence.

"You have to make her firmly believe that this medicine can give birth to a child, and you have to give her flowers every day, and you have to give her bracelets, hairpins and jewelry, haven't you heard the saying? Jewelry can represent a man's heart better than the moon. "

Qi Chongyu immediately accepted the suggestion, and planned to return all the beautiful girls in the inner house to those wealthy businessmen and gentry, and promised that if he could really have a son as he wished, he would definitely thank Tingshuang.

Ting Shuang solved the problem, left happily and went back to her restaurant. Before she reached the door, she heard a dispute from afar.Restaurants belong to the service industry, and service attitude is very important. Cai Genxiang has never had any disputes with anyone since it opened. This time, Ting Shuang ran over and saw Ting Hui arguing with a customer.

"My food is fine, what do you mean by that?"

"You mean I found fault on purpose?" The customer growled angrily.

Ting Hui gave in helplessly: "Okay, I won't charge you."

"I have the money if you want it." The customer angrily took out the money from his bag and threw it on the table. "You city people look down on my peasants, don't you?"

Just as Ting Hui was about to speak, Ting Shuang rushed over and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we can do it again if you are not satisfied with your meal."

Then he turned around and asked Ting Hui: "What's going on? I told you that customers are our food and clothing parents. Why are you arguing with customers?"

"That's right." Ting Hui told what happened. It turned out that Cai Genxiang mainly caters to middle-level customers, and also supplies meals to lower-level manual workers. Pork stewed vermicelli, which is a big stew, is very popular among lower-level customers. They all say it is better than other customers. It tastes good.However, the customer insisted that the dishes in his house were not washed clean and tasted bad, so they started arguing like this.

Many diners were watching the excitement, seeing the boss coming, and they were all watching how he would deal with it.

Ting Shuang thought about it, and saw that the customer's clothes should be the working people of the lower class who worked hard, and he didn't look like that kind of crooked person. Besides, since Cai Genxiang opened, the whole city knew that the county magistrate was the backstage, and no one dared to do it. He knocked on the door, so this person probably didn't come to find fault.But his family's big stew is made of good meat and soup, so it should be fine.

Many time travelers once passed through, cooking a few dishes or snacks can amaze the ancient people who are good at drinking, and thus meet noble people or make a fortune. Although Ting Shuang is good at masturbation, she didn't dare to masturbate in this area.

His business strategy is to avoid competition with big restaurants in the initial stage. When opening, he directly targets the middle-class customers, opens the restaurant in a good location, and establishes rules. He must have a good service attitude towards customers, like spring It is warm, no disputes are allowed, and the dishes must be clean and hygienic, relying on the service attitude and the quality of the dishes to attract guests and gain a foothold.

If the matter is not resolved this time, the public opinion that Caigenxiang restaurant bullies the poor and loves the rich will soon spread, which will make people distrust the service quality of the restaurant and have a great negative impact.

After quickly analyzing the pros and cons, Ting Shuang immediately took out a basic response attitude, with a sincere and friendly smile on her face: "This brother is not satisfied, we must humbly learn from the opinions, I will make a new one for you personally, please review the question, please You wait a moment, it will be fine in a while."

Seeing his sincerity, the guest was slightly relieved.

Ting Shuang rushed to the kitchen, put on her apron and began to work hard, cutting meat, washing vegetables and tofu.Put oil, put the meat in the pot, pour soy sauce to make it sugary, and put in the watermelon sauce made in the summer. This is Li Dongsheng's special skill. When roasting the meat, put a little bit, it is so fragrant, and then put cabbage and fried tofu , put vermicelli at the end, and soon, a bowl of delicious stewed vegetables loved by the locals came out of the pot. The bright red meat is fat and thin, the vermicelli is shiny and oily, and the soft and rotten tofu with cabbage is golden and appetizing.

Ting Shuang personally brought it to the front hall and put down the chopsticks: "Brother, please try my handicraft."

The guest picked up a chopstick and ate the meat, with a satisfied look on his face, Ting Shuang breathed a sigh of relief, the guest picked up another chopstick and ate it, frowning.

Ting Shuang hurriedly asked: "What's wrong? Are you still teething?"

"That's right, I'm still eating gritty teeth, as if something hasn't been washed."

"I made it myself." Ting Shuang ate with her chopsticks, and frowned as she ate, what's the matter?The dishes were washed and cut by him himself, and the knife table was also washed. Where did the gritty feeling come from?

The customer was not as angry as before, and said: "Seeing that the boss is a real adult, I'll just say it straight. I think it's the vermicelli. I have a very good tongue since I was a child. I can eat a little bit more salt and vinegar." , others may not be able to eat it, but I think it is very unpleasant to eat it in my mouth."

Ting Shuang had no choice but to continue to accompany her: "I'm sorry, I'll think about what's going on right away. You can come back to taste the questions in three days and see if there is any improvement. This time the dishes are not well done. Please forgive me. We don't charge money."

The customer was also a little embarrassed, and said: "It's nothing. In fact, your big stew tastes pretty good, but the taste is a little bit off. No one said anything. It's my mouth."

Although the two sides made concessions, Ting Shuang still decided to solve the problem. This dish was a bit gritty, although the taste was good, but the chewing feeling was a bit awkward.

Didn't Master Mao say, "The word "seriousness" is the most feared in the world."

As long as you are serious, there is nothing you can't solve.Ting Shuang decided to start by investigating the processing of vermicelli. The vermicelli in the restaurant came from a vermicelli shop in the city. This vermicelli shop has been in business for decades and has always had stable customers.

Ting Shuang went to his house to check the whole milling process.

When the boss heard that he was going to check the milling process, he was a little unhappy and muttered: "My flour has always been good."

But he was still allowed to visit the powder room.

The powder room was very clean, and the guys were polished black and shiny. A few kneaders buried half of their bodies in large clay pots and stirred vigorously, flipping up and down until they fell.Dry firewood was burning under the pot, and the old man holding the crutches pulled the bellows. The flames rolled up and flew up. Soon, the water boiled.

In a thick mist, two owls jumped onto the pot platform with a gourd in their hands, shouting "Bring the noodles". Soon, a pot of reconciled noodles was brought to the front, and a ball of noodles flew into the gourd. There was a sound of "thumb", strands of noodles flowed into the pot, and a leaky hand beat the colander vigorously, and the dough fell into the cauldron through the leaky hole. Take it out and let it dry on a rack outside.

Ting Shuang watched the powder making process, and found that the pots and pans and water were all clean, probably soil was scraped during drying.

No, he washed the vermicelli several times while cooking, so how could he still be eating gritty teeth?Ting Shuang took another piece of freshly made powder and tasted it, but it still felt greasy. It hadn’t started to air out yet, so it didn’t seem to be a problem of drying, so what was the problem?

Ting Shuang went to the backyard with her hands behind her back, where there were piles of sweet potatoes as high as a hill. Several women were washing the sweet potatoes, and soon the water in the basin was black.The washed sweet potatoes are thrown into a large wooden basin, and some women chop and grind the washed sweet potatoes.

"Hey, auntie." Ting Shuang picked up a sweet potato and frowned, "You didn't wash it well, there is still mud in the hole."

The woman didn't care, and continued to wash without raising her head: "The sweet potatoes are dug out from the ground, of course there is mud, especially the ones with holes in them can't be washed clean."

"But how do you eat this?"

"What's the matter? You won't get sick if you don't do anything clean."

Ting Shuang wanted to cry but had no tears. Could it be that all the vermicelli that I ate before were made like this?Good hiccup, oops, my stomach hurts, it hurts.

Ting Shuang found the reason and asked the owner of the powder room to wash the sweet potatoes, preferably peeling them.

The boss is not happy: "How can there be any reason to peel the skin before making sweet potato flour? Isn't everyone doing this, at most I will wash it a few times for you."

Ting Shuang had no other choice, so she decided to open a powder room to make flour by herself. She found two skilled guys from the village, built a disc mill, and set up a seven-seal cauldron. It began to leak after closing, and then it was left to dry in the yard. It was required to wash and peel the sweet potatoes.

The workers were a little displeased. Ting Shuang felt disgusted at the thought of turning the muddy sweet potatoes into vermicelli, and insisted that they wash them with no black water, and peel the skin where it was really difficult to wash, and the powder leaked after closing people pay overtime pay.

The guys had no choice but to take the sweet potatoes and wash them vigorously, cutting the holes with knives.After a while, Ting Shuang, who was overseeing the work, yelled again: "How did you cut it, it's such a waste."

Ting Hui said aggrievedly, "I'm not good at swordsman."

Ting Shuang scratched her head in embarrassment, and suddenly had an idea, isn't it quick and convenient to use a paring knife?Oh yeah, I'm so smart.

As soon as she said it, Ting Shuang immediately went to the shop and asked for some paring knives. She didn't know whether she should go to the blacksmith shop or the agricultural tool shop. Finally, she found a knife shop, drew a drawing, and asked the craftsmen to make paring knives according to the samples. Thinking of the grater sold in the supermarket, I also drew a drawing and asked him to type it out.

"Master, when do you think it will be ready?"

The master looked at the blueprint and said without hesitation, "This thing is a novelty, but it's very simple. You can pick it up tomorrow."

Hearing that this thing is easy to make, Ting Shuang kept an eye out and asked him to play a few more, one hundred for one hundred, two hundred for two hundred.

The next day, two samples were typed out, Ting Shuang took it back and used it, it was very convenient, and demonstrated to the shop assistants: "Look at this peeling knife, even if you have never used a knife and can't use it, it can be peeled easily. Quick and good, the sharp blade in front is used for gouging out, the dirty mud from the holes in sweet potatoes is not easy to wash off, let me go out, and the rotten eyes in potatoes and radishes are also gouged out, it’s very convenient.”

Take the silk grater again to demonstrate: "Look, just like this, the silk is grated quickly and evenly. This piece is for coarse silk, and this one is for fine silk. When necessary, change the knife edge to hit the target."

Ting Hui's eyes lit up, and asked, "Brother, where did you get this thing from?"

"Oh, old man Chu gave a general idea," Ting Shuang flickered and didn't change his face, "He said that a chef's knives are very important, and he can't use such a lazy and easy way, so he is useless. But I thought, not everyone is a chef, so it’s easy to use this in restaurants at home, so I thought about it.”

"We can sell it for money." Ting Hui was even more excited, and quickly began to calculate the cost and pricing, as well as the demand in the county, and the calculated profit was considerable.You can open up a corner in the front hall to sell, where you can peel and grate potatoes and radishes. Customers must be very interested in seeing them.

Ting Shuang was very satisfied: "You and I have thought about going together. I have already ordered several knife shops in the city, each of which costs [-] yuan."

"Why do you make so many?" Ting Hui didn't quite understand. "If the sales are not good, the cost will be lowered. It's better to make a few hundred pieces first, and then make more according to the situation. It's more appropriate to sell as many as you want."

Ting Shuang has his own opinion: "If you can't sell it in this county, you can go to other counties to sell it. Our speed must be fast, and then you will know the advantage of being one step ahead."

Ting Hui didn't quite understand the mystery, but he was very convinced by Ting Shuang, so he had no objection and just followed the order.