Su Qingluan didn't know at this moment that someone blamed her entirely for the bad weather conditions - but if she knew, she would probably roll her eyes and express her speechlessness.

Isn't this typical scoundrel thinking of blaming the earth for being unattractive because of dry stool? It's simply poisonous!

But at this moment, she and her workers are busy working overtime.

Because the wind is quite strong today, some of the work that could have been done outdoors could not be done for fear that the wind would blow debris, fallen leaves and dust into the jam, greatly reducing the taste. So Su Qingluan asked everyone to move the casserole pots used for making jam indoors - anyway, this batch of jam has been made, and all that is left is to put it into jars and package it.

Originally, these processes were placed outdoors because there was ample light outside during the day, and the "Su Ji" store was designed as a two-story building. The first floor at least had front and back windows, and the door could be opened to let in light.

However, the second floor has no main door, so the lighting is very poor. In addition, due to the design of the house structure, the eaves of the roof block the light on the upper floor much more than on the lower floor, so the already limited light is blocked even more.

However, because of the pursuit of exquisite packaging and design, whether it is a hollow wooden box or a paper gift box, it is more troublesome to pack. In this era, there are no production lines, and it is not possible to mass-produce packaging boxes.

Therefore, if there is any novel design, the structural design of the packaging box, the three-dimensional effect, and the location of the folds must be hand-drawn one by one according to the sample picture, and then manually packaged.

Each packaging box, no less than a small cardboard craft, took less than half an hour to complete. Even with Su Qingluan's "production line efficiency upgrade," where each person was responsible for only a small section of the process, this batch of a hundred or so boxes required the collaboration of twenty or thirty people, working together, to complete at least two full days.

Fortunately, after the first two rounds of "baptism", today is the third round, and everyone's hands have become much more skilled. However, by noon, they have already completed 60% to 70% of the planned quantity.

When Su Qingluan saw the people in charge of food waving their rice spatulas towards her from a distance, she knew that the food and dishes were almost ready.

She thought that if the weather was warm, she could wait until work was finished and have lunch a little later. But today, the wind was strong and the weather was cold. If she waited until everyone finished their work, the soup noodles outside would probably become "cold noodles".

She thought for a moment, took out her charcoal pencil, found a piece of paper, and sketched out the approximate location of each person and the ongoing process - this kind of "sketch" only needed to be at the level of a draft, and was very quick, taking only a cup of tea.

When the record was almost complete, she clapped her hands and said, "Everyone, put aside your work for now and continue after lunch!"

Someone looked up and asked, "We're only halfway through this job. What if we can't remember it later?"

Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Everyone, just remember your approximate progress and the people around you. If you still can't remember clearly, come and ask me. Okay, everyone, go eat quickly, otherwise the noodle soup will get cold. It's cold today, so everyone, drink more broth and eat more meat to warm up!"

Someone laughed and said, "Actually, now that we're busy and huddled together for warmth, it's not that cold anymore—it's even a little warm."

"Yes, there are natural human heaters on both sides!"

“It’s made of real leather!”

"Alright, alright," Su Qingluan looked at the crowd running towards the terrifying direction as they talked, and couldn't help but teasing, "Others don't know what you're talking about, and they think this is a black-hearted workshop where people kill and rob people!"

"That's right. I thought Madam Su was going to peel off someone's skin and make a human skin lantern!" Someone said in a deliberately eerie tone.

Not everyone spoke so recklessly, and the more timid ones seemed to turn pale as they listened. Take Zhaodi, for example—she was timid to begin with, and since few people believed in atheism in this era, hearing such mysterious legends was even more terrifying. After all, the seemingly unknown was often even more terrifying.

And it is obvious that there are more than one or two people like Zhaodi. Some people have already started to want to move back, and some are secretly covering their ears.

This situation made Su Qingluan frown slightly: It's okay to joke occasionally, but it's impolite to scare people.

Her face fell, and she said sternly, "You're just sitting here talking nonsense. Do you want to skip lunch? I'll save it!"

Seeing Su Qingluan's smile disappear, everyone knew that she was a little unhappy, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore. They all got up and went out to have lunch.

When we learned that today's lunch was noodle soup, everyone cheered - it's so cold, shouldn't we eat some hot soup to warm up the whole body?

What's more, today's broth is made by stewing chicken, duck, fish, pork... in short, all kinds of meat that can be bought are stewed in one pot.

Originally everyone wanted to separate them, but Su Qingluan said that it was not necessary. The mixture of various meat flavors, with the help of spices and seasonings, could produce magical effects. In her previous life, she had stewed fish and pork skin together, which was much better than simple fish soup or pork bone soup!

As expected, the soup tastes very fresh and fragrant because of the presence of fish and mutton offal; the soup has a mellow taste because of the presence of duck and pork skin; and with the addition of chicken, one can’t wait to drink three big bowls of soup alone!

The various vegetables sprinkled in the soup, having absorbed the flavor of the broth, tasted exceptionally sweet and refreshing. Even the most humble bean sprouts seemed delicious.

Even the people in charge of the big pot meals exclaimed, "Madam Su's cooking skills are truly amazing! Now she's learned another trick!"

The person next to him teased: "You talk as if you can afford to buy so much meat at the same time."

"Why can't I afford this?" the earlier man said unconvincedly. "Based on the wages I get from Madam Su, even if I can only work here for ten days or half a month a year, it's still a good income! Besides, as Madam Su's business grows, these days of having money will surely come more and more often. By then, maybe I can eat as much meat as those old masters."

Su Qingluan heard this and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kind words. If there is such a job in the future, I will definitely not forget you all."

Everyone was slurping their noodle soup, sitting or standing in groups of three or five and chatting.

In a deserted corner, Wu Erman watched his sister laughing and chatting with a few strangers, then looked at Su Qingluan who seemed to be the center of attention in the crowd, and took a fierce bite of pork skin: Even if I can't think of a way to deal with this damn girl now, I just want to eat a few more bites of meat!

It’s better to eat her out of money!