Shen Qingyu finally understood: what Doctor Mo said about "bean sprouts being able to detoxify" was actually the effect of the spiritual spring in that space.
If the spiritual spring is useful, how can eating bean sprouts be as fast as drinking pure spiritual spring water?
Shen Qingyu didn't intend to say much. She went to the kitchen, filled a pot with spiritual spring water, put it on the stove to boil, and threw in some tea leaves.
Shen Qingyu handed the teapot to Qi Yunxiao, who came over to serve breakfast: "You should drink this tea. Drink two pots every day from now on. It's more effective than bean sprouts."
"Good! I knew my wife loved me." Qi Yunxiao immediately reached out and took it, his smiling face as sweet as if he had eaten honey.
Zhao Yuzhu was speechless: This man was really clingy today, following his daughter wherever she went.
Even when they're just serving a dish, they finish serving it in a flash and immediately rush off to serve it again.
This is really... just like a young lad.
However, this sight also warmed Zhao Yuzhu's heart.
Doesn't this just prove that Qi Yunxiao doesn't have much experience in romantic relationships?
If a ship is sunken and a thousand sails pass by, one will surely be able to advance or retreat with a clear purpose.
After all, a scumbag isn't something that can be trained by just one or two women.
During the meal, Xue Juzheng watched with a wry smile as Qi Yunxiao kept putting food on Shen Qingyu's plate: "Could you leave some for us?"
Qi Yunxiao looked at the plate and said matter-of-factly, "Aren't there three left?"
Xue Juzheng pointed to the table: "Then how many of us are there?"
Liu Cuixi suppressed a laugh: Today I made mini cabbage buns that Shen Qingyu specifically requested, they were made according to the number of people.
The small cabbage leaves are filled with a little meat, mushrooms, and glutinous rice, steamed together. The combination of meat and vegetables makes it not greasy at all.
To avoid any being left over, one for each person.
But who knew that Qi Yunxiao only had eyes for Shen Qingyu? After tasting the delicious flavor, he actually put several more on her plate in one go!
The remaining three pieces weren't even enough for the children who worked as accountants, so how could Xue Juzheng possibly have the nerve to eat them?
You can't just take food from a child, can you?
Shen Qingyu was both amused and exasperated. Looking at the bowl piled high with cabbage buns, she picked out three: "Take these three to the children."
Zhao Yuzhu smiled and handed one of the cabbage buns on the plate to Xue Juzheng: "You just eat, I'm afraid of getting fat, so I don't dare to eat too much."
Xue Juzheng pointed at Shen Qingyu and laughed: "What's wrong with being a little chubby? Look at your goddaughter, being a little chubby is fine too."
Zhao Yuzhu glanced at Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu is tall, 165 centimeters, with a slender face and stunning curves, so she is naturally not unattractive.
No wonder Qi Yunxiao was so fond of her that he forgot everything else and carelessly served her a bowl of food!
Everyone ate breakfast with smiles on their faces.
Just as she put down her bowl, Uncle Village Head came over: "Qingyu, the first batch of sweet potato vermicelli is dried and cut. When are you going to sell it?"
Shen Qingyu's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I'll go take a look!"
The sweet potato vermicelli had indeed dried quite a bit. After being weighed into bundles of two jin each, they were wrapped in kraft paper and neatly stacked into a large pile.
Qi Yunxiao, who had become Shen Qingyu's shadow today, followed her around and inspected the goods. He immediately said, "Have someone send them to the prefectural city. Send them one cartload at a time, just like the brine, and distribute them from the prefectural city to various places."
Shen Qingyu thought it was a good idea too.
New foods need to be tasted by everyone before people know how good they are and will buy them.
So initially, they would definitely need to sell various prepared sweet potato vermicelli dishes at Guiyunlou stores in different locations.
Stir-fried sweet potato noodles with minced meat, hot and sour sweet potato noodles, stewed sweet potato noodles with cabbage and pork belly...
You can only sell it at a higher price if you can get your target customers to love the flavor first.
Soon, a whole truckload of sweet potato vermicelli, weighing a total of 1,500 jin (750 kg), was hauled away.
Shen Qingyu easily earned over a thousand taels!
Watching the sweet potato noodles being loaded onto the truck and driven away, the village head was a little uneasy: "Is that all there is to it?"
"Yes." Shen Qingyu nodded with a smile.
"Who are you selling it to?"
"Guiyun Tower." It was Qi Yunxiao who answered.
"That's a very prestigious restaurant! How could they be so kind as to accept our freshly made sweet potato noodles?" The village head expressed his incomprehension.
Shen Qingyu smiled and glanced at Qi Yunxiao, but didn't say anything.
The villagers didn't know that he was the owner of Guiyunlou.
Qi Yunxiao stepped forward, speaking in a serious tone: "Because this stuff is delicious, the owner of Guiyunlou tried it and thought it could make money, so he made it."
"Oh my! The owner of Guiyun Tower is so kind! He's our benefactor!"
"If our sweet potato vermicelli sells well in the future, we...we, the whole village, will offer him a longevity tablet!" The village headman made a startling statement.
Qi Yunxiao was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat: "There's no need for that! He... he's a low-key person and doesn't like being the center of attention."
If the capital were to find out that the village was offering him a longevity tablet, who knows what kind of trouble would ensue.
The village head wasn't stupid; he immediately sensed something was wrong: "Oh? So you have a connection with him?"
Qi Yunxiao readily accepted: "That's right! We've been through thick and thin together! As long as he's here, I'm here too."
Uncle Village Head was immediately relieved: "Then I'm relieved..."
Shen Qingyu suppressed a laugh: This guy can talk nonsense now!
Qi Yunxiao wiped away a cold sweat and followed Shen Qingyu home.
Uncle Lizheng followed up again: "Qingyu, I just discussed it with some of the clan elders, and the method you suggested is quite good. We plan to give Shen Yusong's family seven copper coins per pound of sweet potatoes, and the remaining three copper coins will be distributed among the people who dig and wash the sweet potatoes. What do you think?"
Shen Qingyu noticed that as the sweet potato flour workshop started operating, the villagers became increasingly reliant on her, wanting to consult her on everything for fear of inadvertently offending her.
With a sigh of relief, Shen Qingyu said, "Uncle Village Head, I only care about whether the sweet potato starch workshop is safe. I don't care what method you use to calculate Shen Yusong's money. You can make your own decision about this."
The village head was finally relieved, but then he remembered the private school: "There are about ten children in the village who want to enroll in the private school, what do you think..."
"That's a good thing. How about this, you help me find a bricklayer from another village to build a private school?"
"Where do you think it should be placed?" Uncle Lizheng asked Shen Qingyu.
Shen Qingyu looked around and saw the big camphor tree at the village entrance, about 500 meters away.
That place is where the village usually gathers for meetings by banging gongs when something happens.
"How about over there? Just build it along the edge of the field."
“That place…is quite nice, spacious.” The village head agreed without hesitation.
"Calculate the wages, material costs, and land fees for the private school for me, and I'll pay you all at once later. Could you please take care of that for me?"
Uncle Village Head waved his hands repeatedly: "You only need to pay for the materials; you don't need to pay for the labor or the land. The village children's education is something only the village's children should enjoy; why should you pay for it? It's embarrassing if word gets out!"
Shen Qingyu smiled and said, "Although it is the village children who are studying, we charge them tuition fees, so we cannot take advantage of everyone, otherwise some people will feel uncomfortable."
"Why do you have to calculate this so precisely?!"
Uncle Village Head was momentarily speechless and stunned.
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