Chapter 334 Hot Pot Special
Everyone who comes to work in the workshop is curious. Can these strange things really make the noodles she said?
Wen Zhenyi didn't give much explanation, but asked them to follow the steps.
They started making the noodles according to what Wen Zhenyi said. Two people kneaded the dough, three people operated the noodle machine, and two of the remaining five people were responsible for drying the noodles, while the other three were responsible for winding the noodles.
Wen Zhenyi felt that there were still not enough people, and someone was needed to fry the noodles and prepare other ingredients, so she simply called back the remaining twenty people.
The twenty people who returned did not expect happiness to come so quickly. They had all planned to wait for a long time.
Unexpectedly, in just one day, they can all come to the workshop to work again.
There was also Grandma Dou and Aunt Ding's sisters-in-law. When Wen Zhen saw them, he smiled and said, "I'll have to trouble you elders to run this noodle shop from now on."
Grandma Dou smiled and said, "Zhenyi, don't worry. We know the rules. If we keep the secret, we can make more money."
"Okay then, let's assign what everyone needs to do next."
Wen Zhenyi handed the task of making the sauce over to Grandma Dou and told her how to make it.
Aunt Ding's sister-in-law was responsible for the fried noodles.
In addition, she also made kimchi, pickled pepper and pork ribs flavored seasoning powder, all of which needed people to make.
So when you calculate it this way, these thirty people are not really that many.
When Mr. Ke, the boss of the beef stall, heard that Wen Zhenyi was looking for her, he waited in the yard of his house when the beef was delivered.
"Miss Wen, you're looking for me."
"Boss Ke, I do have something to talk to you about."
"What is it? Tell me."
“Have you ever thought about expanding your beef farming?”
"Expanding breeding?"
Wen Zhen nodded: "Maybe I will need beef again in the future, and the beef you sell leftover every day may not be enough."
Boss Ke pondered for a moment and said, "I need to go back and discuss this with my family before making a decision."
"It's okay, you can discuss it with your family and then make a decision."
After Wen Zhenyi sent Boss Ke away, he began to recruit people to tidy up his wasteland, plant pasture grass, and build a cowshed.
The villagers now have no extra manpower, so everyone is tidying up the farmland in preparation for the upcoming spring plowing.
Wen Zhenyi could only spread the news and find someone to clean up the wasteland.
However, there are indeed many people from the neighboring village who are willing to come. She has a hundred acres of wasteland here, with a lot of gravel and trees, so it is not easy to clean it up.
However, she pays high wages and provides meals, so there is no need to worry about manpower issues.
The people who came to build a house for her before were the first to arrive, and they brought their relatives and friends with them.
"Miss Wen, this is my brother. He won't hold you back when doing work."
"With so many strong laborers coming to work for me, what will happen to the fields at home?"
“There are old people and women at home, and they can all do it.”
Wen Zhenyi thought for a moment and said, "During the spring plowing season, I will give you a holiday. Go back and plant the fields at home before coming back. I will still pay you during this period."
"This, this is not good."
"There's nothing wrong with that. Food is the most important thing. Nothing is more important than this."
"Thank you, Miss Wen."
"You're welcome, but I only have limited tools here, so you might need to bring your own."
"Okay, let's move what rocks we can today, and bring our tools with us when we come tomorrow."
"Trouble." Wen Zhenyi turned around and prepared to leave when he saw Wang Yiheng and his men approaching in patched clothes. "Grandpa Wang, what are you doing?"
"We have nothing to do anyway, so we came here to help you with some work, which can be considered as experiencing life."
“It’s very hard.”
"Us old guys used to only study and occasionally work in the fields, but our families thought we should put our studies first and forget about these farm chores."
"You can work if you want, but do it within your ability and don't try to be too aggressive."
"good."
Their families were responsible for providing them with workshops, and Wen Zhenyi also paid them wages. She would not dare to use it without receiving wages.
Wen Zhenyi has been busy for more than ten days. After opening his eyes every day, he basically does not go home. He runs back and forth between the shop, workshop, private school or wasteland.
Even if Old Lady Wen and the others wanted to help, they didn't know what to do.
When it was almost fifteen, Wen Zhenyi handed over the household affairs to Axiang and took his family to the county town.
The pork stall had previously announced that it would be closed for a few days and would not resume selling pork until after the end of the month.
This time they still took the pigs to the county town, and also brought instant noodles and noodles made by Wen Zhenyi.
Everything brought into the examination room needed to be inspected, so Wen Zhenyi did not choose to seal them with wax, but instead used small jars to hold the seasonings and sauces.
She specially went to a brick kiln to customize these small jars, small jars for sauces, and some small boxes for other seasonings.
The price is not expensive, and she feels that this can also be used to make a seasoning box for instant noodles.
Wen Chengwen first delivered the pig he brought to the Ma family's house. This was to be used when Ma Yuruo got married.
Wen Zhenyi didn't go home, but went directly to Cheng's house with dry noodles and instant noodles.
Mr. Cheng and the others had originally planned to go back after the 15th, so they weren't surprised at all when they saw her: "You're on time."
"I can't help it. I promised to come and cook dinner on the 15th of every month. I can't break my promise."
"I think instead of booking a table this time, why don't you teach Chef Zhang how to make hot pot? How about we have a hot pot special on the 15th?"
"I have no objection. This way I can have some free time. I'll make some more dumplings for the customers who come into the restaurant. What do you think?"
"That's a good idea."
"But I heard from Lao Song that you handed over the hot pot business to him."
"Well, he was also provided with clear soup and a special pot. You can ask if it's ready. You can get some pots from him on the 15th."
"I'm afraid this old guy won't necessarily lend it to me."
"If you want to open a hot pot restaurant in the future, he probably won't lend you money."
"No, I'm busy enough with all these businesses. We don't have as many people as theirs, and we don't need anyone to help us."
"Just tell him when you go to borrow it. I think he'll be happy to lend it to you, and you can even help promote him a bit."
"It's a good thing he doesn't have a restaurant in the county, otherwise I wouldn't be able to borrow it."
"That's your advantage."
Master Cheng saw that she was still carrying a basket and asked, "Did you bring me a gift?"
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