Chapter 102 Fried Flour as Dry Food
Although the amount of silver in the accounts was very small, in view of the old lady's past dirty tricks of confusing the public and operating behind the scenes, the three of them, after careful consideration, unanimously decided that future accounts must be clear, fair and transparent.
Gu Yuexuan bent down to pick up the firewood on the ground and threw it into the stove. After a little thought, she said, "Why not buy 200 kilograms first?"
The brewing process is quite tedious, and it takes at least a month to extract clear liquor. If the amount is too small, not only will it waste time, but the process will also be quite troublesome. It is obviously easier to make more at once.
Xi Lanfang did a quick calculation, his brow furrowed. "Yesterday, the old man bought ten acres of good farmland, spending eighteen taels of silver. The game Bo'er recently sold was recorded at three taels, leaving only six taels in the account. If he buys two hundred kilograms at once, there won't be much silver left in the family."
In the past, these six taels of silver were not even enough to buy everyone present a cup of fragrant tea.
However, at this moment, this silver is the family's only liquid capital and can be said to be the lifeblood of the family.
Gu Yuexuan hadn't expected her family's financial situation to be so dire. She was stunned for a moment and said, "It's okay not to buy it for now. Actually, it's not necessary to buy it..."
"We still have to buy what we need, and we can sell the wine we brew. This kind of investment cannot be saved."
Yu's hands quickly threaded the silk thread, and without looking up, she said, "Although there is not much left in the account now, there will be new income soon."
"We have an agreement with the embroidery shop owner to deliver goods every two weeks. Starting from today, when I finish and deliver this dress, won't I be able to earn one or two taels of wages?"
Xi Lanfang suddenly understood.
Mrs. Li also said with a smile: "I can also complete a piece of work within half a month. Although my craftsmanship is not as valuable as my second sister-in-law's, I can still earn half a penny of silver."
Xi Lanfang held the account book of poverty and couldn't help laughing.
"That means we'll have three taels of rice in wages by the end of the month, which will be enough to cover the shortfall in buying sorghum."
"That's not a gap."
Tu Suting poured the water from the bucket into the water tank and said with a smile, "Tu Subo and I discussed with the restaurant owner yesterday. From now on, whether it's game we hunt or wine we brew, as long as we make it, we can sell it to the restaurant, and the price is negotiable."
Wine is the essence extracted from grains, and the unique winemaking skills have always been treasured by the winery owners, making the price of wine always high.
Sorghum purchased for three taels of silver, after careful brewing, would easily fetch eight taels of silver once it reached the market in restaurants, earning a profit of five taels of silver in just over a month. This trade was undoubtedly more profitable than burning charcoal.
Once everyone discussed it, Xi Lanfang's worries immediately disappeared.
Many people come, but few leave, and this account is clear.
Tu Subo had just finished changing and was about to leave the room when he overheard the conversation. He walked silently to the stove and helped Gu Yuexuan remove the steamed buns from the steamer one by one. After placing them properly, he spoke, "Xuanxuan, could you please prepare some dry food for me?"
"Dry food?"
Gu Yuexuan looked at him puzzledly: "If you're not planning on traveling far, why do you need dry food?"
Tu Subo dropped the steamed bun he was chewing and mumbled, "I've found traces of wild boars in the mountains these past few days, but I haven't found the right opportunity yet. I plan to wait in the mountains with Brother Hu and the others for a few days."
Having just made her unhappy this morning, it would obviously not be a wise move to appear in front of her frequently at this moment.
Tu Subo was good at reading people's expressions. He ignored the astonishment in Gu Yuexuan's eyes and said with his head down, "If everything goes well, it will be done in two or three days. But you'd better prepare ten days' worth of dry food for me. I won't be going home for the next few days."
Gu Yuexuan's morning unhappiness was dispelled by his sudden decision. She couldn't help but frown: "Can you bear staying in the mountains for a long time in the ice and snow?"
"You're doing just fine commuting every day now, why bother going through that?"
The cold weather in Fangling is extremely severe. If you are not careful, you may lose your life.
Tu Subo was touched by the concern she unconsciously revealed in her words. A smile appeared on his lips, and he kept sharpening the bow in his hand. "Brother Hu and his men are experienced. They often go into the mountains to wait in the winter in previous years. Besides, I have confidence that nothing will happen."
"But……"
"By the way, when my niece-in-law prepares some dry food, please remember to prepare some for me as well."
Tu Suting interrupted, "I'll go with Tu Subo so I can look after him."
Although Li was worried, she finally said, "Staying overnight in the mountains is not an easy task. I'll prepare some more warming items for you."
Tu Suting followed happily, while Gu Yuexuan was silent for a while, and finally sighed silently.
"Okay, I'll prepare it for you."
Dry food must be easy to carry and quick to consume, while also ensuring it won't spoil over the course of several days. To this end, Gu Yuexuan meticulously selects and meticulously crafts it, ensuring every grain maximizes its value in this harsh environment.
Gu Yuexuan held the flour bag tightly, thinking for a long time, and then said: "How about I make you some fried noodles?"
Tu Subo nodded at first, but then showed a hint of hesitation: "It's indeed convenient to eat fried noodles at home, but it doesn't seem appropriate to bring them into the mountains, right?"
The strong aroma can easily attract wild beasts in the mountains, and once the noodles cool down completely, they will stick together and become difficult to eat.
Gu Yuexuan couldn't help but chuckle, shook her head and explained: "I'm not talking about fried noodles, but fried flour."
"Fried flour?"
Tu Subo's face showed confusion, clearly unfamiliar with the concept of fried flour as dry food. Gu Yuexuan didn't explain too much, but instead said, "Since we're not going out now, come over and help me peel these walnuts?"
There were no such snacks at home originally.
All this was thanks to Tu Subo's accurate archery skills. He would always distribute the prey that he could not sell in time to his closer neighbors.
These families, having easily obtained meat, would find ways to prepare some of their own mountain products as gifts. Dried red dates, walnuts, and even a small bag of black sesame seeds—all of which Tu Subo had obtained in exchange for the pheasant—would come in handy today.
The walnut kernels are crushed in a stone mortar, the dried red dates are pitted and cut into small particles, the low fire on the hot stove gradually warms the bottom of the pot, and the first thing poured in is fine flour.
The snow-white flour gradually turned yellow under the continuous baking of charcoal fire. Gu Yuexuan poured the mixed walnuts, red dates and black sesame seeds into the pot and added a pinch of fine salt.
Use a spatula to stir-fry in the pan until the flour is fried to the critical gelatinization state. Quickly remove the flour from the pan and place it in a dry, oil-free wooden basin to cool.
The air was filled with the aroma of sesame and walnuts, attracting a little kid who was chewing a steamed bun.
Tu Su Minxu asked softly, "Sister-in-law, is this delicious?"
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