In fact, Su Qingluan originally planned to assign candidates to the logistics team without giving priority to those who were "good at outdoor hunting", but a "small accident" happened during breakfast.
Originally, those rolls were the lunch snack prepared by Su Qingluan and the others for everyone, but everyone was busy all morning, especially those who were responsible for turning the millstones, who were severely exhausted.
Because of this, everyone's breakfast intake was slightly greater than the maximum amount Su Qingluan had estimated.
As a result, even after all the breakfasts were eaten up, there was still not enough for everyone to eat. So Su Qingluan had no choice but to take out the burritos that were originally scheduled for lunch to make up the difference.
As a result, the number of rolls that were originally enough to last everyone for lunch was greatly reduced, and they had to go out and catch wild game such as rabbits and sparrows to eat. This is why Su Qingluan made those requests.
Because everyone worked for half a day before eating, the original meal time was already very late.
By the time everyone had filled their stomachs and Su Qingluan had paid double the wages to everyone present as agreed yesterday, it was almost 9:00 a.m.
Su Qingluan said to Liu Yunniang, "This place is a quarter of an hour's walk from my home to my stall, and right now, people are rushing to and fro, so your movements will definitely be affected. Let's leave now and try to get back early today."
Liu Yunniang nodded: "Qingluan, don't worry, I have written down everything you told me before."
As she spoke, Liu Yunniang led a group of people out in a hurry. On the other hand, before Su Qingluan took the four people out, she had to clean up the dishes and pots left over from breakfast.
Since Su Qingluan was the "boss" after all, the four people refused to let her do these "rough jobs" no matter what. They said that the autumn water was already a little cold for her hands, and she was just a little girl and could not be as strong as the grown men and women, so they simply sent her into the house.
Su Qingluan simply took advantage of this opportunity to check the flower petals that she had pickled in advance - that is, she buried the fresh flower petals directly in white sugar and sealed them in a jar.
Su Qingluan had begun this process immediately after deciding on the three "Falling Petals" series, and several days had already passed. Today, Su Qingluan opened the sugar jar and discovered that the white sugar around the petals had clumped together from absorbing the petals' moisture; the petals, having been pickled in a large amount of sugar, were dehydrated.
If you smell it up close, you can smell not only white sugar, but also the unique fragrance of three kinds of flower petals.
Since each batch of jam would have a subtly different taste, Su Qingluan planned to use the spare jam from each batch to adjust the proportion of seasonings, so she only calculated the approximate amount and added 10% on this basis to prepare for emergencies.
It took Su Qingluan some effort to process the petals, because the petals were very thin and fragile, and the integrity of the petals would be destroyed if you were not careful.
These petals do not exist simply for their flavor but are also very ornamental, so they cannot become a pile of aesthetically pleasing fragments.
Because of this, Su Qingluan handled each piece very carefully, almost using the same patience she had when doing experiments in college in her previous life.
By the time Su Qingluan finished dealing with these things, the four people over there had already cleaned the stone mill for grinding the jam and the tableware and kitchen utensils used this morning, and stared at her to inspect them.
Su Qingluan nodded and immediately took these people to the porcelain shop where the porcelain jars were made without wasting a moment.
Seeing Su Qingluan coming, the shop owner hurried out to greet her. For this small town, a customer like Su Qingluan, who often bought dozens of items, was a rare sight. So as soon as she entered the door, the shop owner began serving tea, water, and snacks.
Not to mention Su Qingluan, even the four followers were warmly received.
Su Qingluan didn't have the time to practice Tai Chi here. She had a lot of things to do, so many that she got a headache just thinking about them.
So Su Qingluan asked, "How's the batch of goods I ordered?"
"Sir, you're asking this," the shopkeeper could see that Su Qingluan was really in a hurry, so he stopped being polite. "You said you had to hurry and make it as soon as possible. We have other orders on hold, so we have to make the goods ordered by you first, right?"
Su Qingluan nodded: "I have seen the ornaments in the store, and naturally I trust your craftsmanship. As long as the finished product satisfies me, the wages will definitely satisfy you."
Upon hearing this, the shopkeeper immediately bowed and responded in a series of manners, and selected one of each of the three porcelain jars as a sample for Su Qingluan to review.
Su Qingluan first looked at the overall color scheme. This time, she chose golden chrysanthemum, osmanthus, and peach blossom. Although she had used chrysanthemum last time, Su Qingluan used fetal chrysanthemum. Unlike golden chrysanthemum, which has a sweet aftertaste, fetal chrysanthemum has a delicate and slightly bitter flavor, and the petals are all white.
This time, Su Qingluan designed the line drawing by herself, using the method of modern natural history painting. This way, it has the exquisiteness of fine brushwork and the unique sense of perspective of modern painting structure.
The painter hired by this shop was also impeccable. He meticulously presented the patterns drawn by Su Qingluan and the colors she wanted on the sky-blue ice-cracked jar.
It is worth mentioning that the ice cracks are not evenly distributed throughout the jar, but only on the upper half according to Su Qingluan's requirements. The lower half is a complete and smooth porcelain jar surface, which is more conducive to coloring and drawing patterns.
After observing it carefully, Su Qingluan nodded and whispered, "Yes, it's underglaze color, so we don't have to worry about high temperatures."
This azure color, as per Su Qingluan's requirements, was a bit lighter than the previous finished product. If the previous color was more like the azure color of a clear sky, then Su Qingluan's design was more like a thin layer of light and transparent clouds above the azure sky, casting a veil over the sky.
It is precisely because of this that this color, set against the tender and delicate pink of peach blossoms, the petite and cute osmanthus, and the brilliant and generous golden chrysanthemums, all appear elegant and simple, and have a unique charm.
Combined with the ink-colored inscription and the two words "Su Ji" designed as a red seal, it looks like a painting slowly unfolding under the clear sky.
Su Qingluan checked all the jars to make sure there were no defects. She counted them again and found that there were two extra jars of each type.
The shopkeeper quickly stepped forward and explained, "Porcelain is fragile, after all. Since you've ordered so many at once, there must be something important you need. We've taken the liberty of firing two extra jars for you as backup. Of course, the price remains the same. Consider these six jars a token of our goodwill. We hope you'll remember us if you need any work."
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