Qin Yilin enjoys talking to smart people; it saves her a lot of trouble!
No need for repeated explanations, it's immediately clear.
"Yes, so if there's not much food in your back mountain, you can sell fresh food. If there's a lot, I'll teach you how to prepare it."
Shui Qing definitely needs to learn how to process food.
Whether the output from the back mountain is high or low is entirely up to the marketplace.
Moreover, she had read a book on yam cultivation and knew that the climate and temperature in Shanshui Village were suitable for growing yams. Later, she could buy seeds and grow them in large quantities, and then sell them openly and legally!
She looked at Qin Yilin and asked happily, "Does it mean peeling, slicing, and drying? If it's rainy, it needs to be dried in an oven?"
Qin Yilin laughed and said, "That works too, but if it's not dried in time, it will easily turn black, and if it's not dried properly, it will easily turn yellow. If it doesn't look appealing, it won't fetch a good price."
There are also unscrupulous vendors who use sulfur to fumigate yams to make them look whiter and more appealing. Don't do that; the shopkeepers at those pharmacies can spot it immediately, and you won't get any profit from it.
Shui Qing thought that, not only here, but also in China, there are many unscrupulous people who use drugs for fumigation!
This is what she hates most. She bought it to eat because she thought it would be good for her health, but she ended up eating a bunch of weird and harmful things. How could she be healthy?
She assured him, "Don't worry, I will never use any medicine to fumigate it!"
As a member of a family specializing in medicinal herbs, Qin Yilin has a deep-rooted insistence on the quality of medicinal herbs. After hearing Shui Qing's guarantee, he carefully and meticulously instructed: "First, use straw or pumpkin leaves to scrub the yam clean. Actually, pumpkin leaves are the best because they are fuzzy and can be scrubbed very clean."
Then cut it into small pieces and steam it for half an incense stick's time. If it's too short, it will be raw; if it's too long, it will be too mushy. Neither is acceptable.
After cooling, peel off the skin, slice it, and sun-dry it. It usually takes four or five days.
Yams prepared in this way will not turn black or yellow; they will remain snow-white and delicate, with an excellent appearance. Peeling them will not cause any pain or itching to the skin.
The processing of medicinal materials was originally a unique skill, not easily passed on to outsiders.
But isn't cooking the same? Shuiqing taught her how to cook without holding back at all, and she was naturally willing to teach Shuiqing how to prepare yam as well.
People are all interconnected.
Shui Qing then realized why medicinal herbs needed to be processed!
Traditional methods may be troublesome, but they are all-natural, pollution-free, and good for your health.
To open up markets and avoid being affected by distance or weather, processing medicinal materials is essential.
Thinking of the entire hillside covered in He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum), and looking at Qin Yilin in front of her, Shui Qing had a vague idea rising in her mind.
She knew that the inheritance of skills was very strict. Generally, it was a family or master-apprentice relationship. Qin Yilin had already taught her a lot about yams, and she couldn't be too greedy or lose her sense of propriety.
However, she could collaborate with Qin Yilin.
She provides the medicinal herbs, and the Ding family processes them. The two families have a cooperative relationship, and the profits from the sales are divided proportionally. Qin Yilin should know more about this than she does.
If they are too busy, they can hire nimble women in the village to help. This way, neither of them will be tired, and the women in the village can increase their income.
Shui Qing thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.
Qin Yilin looked at Shui Qing, whose eyes shone like stars, and had a feeling that something was about to happen.
Shui Qing wouldn't betray her, would she...? Years later, looking back, all she wanted to do was cry!
Her happy and comfortable days were gone forever from that moment on.
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