Chapter 391 Experiment
Although every household was not well-off, it did not stop married couples from having children one after another.
For Feng Xiaolong, he already has a biological son. If he has a daughter, she can start working for the family when she is a few years old, and then get married when she is older.
So he longed for Zhao Dongmei to give birth to a daughter, and now his wish has come true.
Zhao Dongmei was born in the fields.
She gave birth very smoothly and didn't suffer much. She started having abdominal pain and the baby was born in less than an hour. There wasn't even time to take the baby to the clinic.
Thinking that she was still a month away from giving birth and that the pain was bearable, she didn't plan to go to the health center. Who would have thought that she would give birth in the field just an hour or two later? When she came back, Zhao Dongmei carried the baby back by herself.
The older child couldn't walk very well, so someone else carried Zhao Dongmei back.
The neighbors didn't think anything of it and even praised Zhao Dongmei, saying that although she didn't have much breast milk, she was in good health and could take her baby home right after giving birth.
Song Lubai felt a chill run down her spine. She had no intention of giving birth in the fields; the mere thought of it was terrifying.
Taking advantage of the cool evening, everyone chatted while sewing shoes.
Song Lubai also held a needle, thread, and cloth in her hands; she was sewing little shoes for her child.
Aunt Lu looked at Song Lubai's belly and said, "Look at this belly, it looks like she's five or six months pregnant."
Song Lubai was counting down the days. She was already thin, but recently she had gained a lot of weight around her stomach. According to the doctor's assessment, she was about six months pregnant.
The women chattered about their pregnancy symptoms until it got dark and they could see nothing anymore, then they all went home.
Before Song Lubai could even sit down after entering the house, Shen Lingyu knocked on the door.
"Comrade Song, I got a rabbit. Zhao Lujun dug up a rabbit burrow in the field and brought one to you."
A while ago, Shen Lingyu and Zhao Lujun got married, and Song Lubai even sent them a lunchbox and an earthenware jar. However, in the past few months, her relationship with Shen Lingyu has not been as close as before.
After she entered the business office, she almost never went to the vegetable garden, so her relationship with Shen Lingyu naturally faded.
"Meat is plentiful and precious, you should take it home and eat it yourself."
After entering the house, Shen Lingyu put the rabbit on the table. "We still have some. Don't be shy. I'm not here to ask you for a favor."
Upon hearing this, Shen Lingyu felt embarrassed. She tried to make amends, saying, "That's not what I meant. You helped me before, and I don't have anything to repay you with. Please don't be so polite with me."
After saying that, she ran away as if fleeing.
Shen Lingyu had never asked her for a favor before, so this situation made Song Lubai feel a little uneasy.
Many people visited her home, each with their own agenda. Most wanted Wei Yang to do them a favor, while others hoped to use her connections to achieve their goals indirectly.
Song Lubai was someone who didn't like owing favors to others. She didn't feel like she owed Shen Lingyu anything. After feeling uneasy for a moment, she put the rabbit on the earthen platform under the shed.
Wei Yang hasn't come back yet. If he's not back by now, he probably won't be back today. We'll just have to wait until he comes back tomorrow to skin the rabbit.
The next morning, Deng Hong arrived before the family had even finished breakfast.
It was agreed before that Deng Hong would be involved in setting up the food workshop. Now that the food workshop is built, Song Lubai naturally has to call Deng Hong to work together.
The business office is already full of staff, so Deng Hong is just an "extra staff member" now that she's joined, with the same treatment as the workers in the workshop.
Song Lubai and Deng Hong discussed these issues. Deng Hong replied, "What's the big deal? Comrade Hongying was nothing before. I don't know anything. From now on, I'll do whatever you ask me to do. I'll follow your orders and just have something to do every day."
Deng Hong had always felt that Yang Xiue was not much better than her. Yang Xiue was already a deputy group leader. If she studied hard and worked hard, she might be able to become a minor leader in the future.
She's just sitting at home doing nothing anyway, so she might as well do something.
The main problem is that the wives of the junior leaders she knows all have things to do, and she's getting anxious staying at home all day.
Seeing that Deng Hong's attitude was indeed willing, Song Lubai breathed a sigh of relief.
She was afraid that Deng Hong might have ulterior motives, and that if she took the person in, she might cause trouble for her later.
Today is Deng Hong's first day visiting the food workshop's courtyard.
Song Lubai and another worker, Wang Dali, poured out the sedimented upper layer of clear water. After the water was poured out, Song Lubai told Deng Hong about the steps taken yesterday.
“Sister Hong, there are many steps involved in making sweet potato noodles. I’m going to break each step down. You should study hard these next few days. In the future, you will be like Comrade Zhao Hongying from the shoemaking class, working as a quality inspector in our food workshop.”
"Quality inspectors are very important; we can't be careless at all. If we are, our food will be wasted."
Upon hearing this, Deng Hong straightened up, her expression turned serious, and she even seemed a little nervous.
"Can I do it? I don't even know how sweet potato starch is made."
Song Lubai said, "This is our first time doing this. We'll take good notes while we're working on it these next few days. Lao Wang, you also need to keep all the details in mind when we're operating it. You and Sister Hong know the whole production process. This technique is a secret and can't be revealed. You two need to work together and supervise our workshop together from now on."
Old Wang suddenly felt a heavy sense of responsibility. He nodded vigorously and said, "I will do my job well. I promise I will never tell anyone. I don't know many characters, so I'll have Comrade Deng write them down in a bit."
Having said what needed to be said, the three of them started to heat the pot.
Wei Zhao was right before. To make sweet potato starch, you need to cook the starch dough. You can simply steam the starch water, cut it into strips, and then dry it.
I just don't know if starch water can be steamed into shape.
The plate is rectangular. After the water in the pot boils, two spoonfuls of batter are poured into the plate to cover it, making it about two or three millimeters thick.
While they were working on it, Deng Hong was taking notes in a notebook.
Song Lubai looked at her watch, and after about a minute, she lifted the lid of the pot and saw that the batter in the plate had begun to solidify and was even bubbling up.
Feeling it wasn't cooked through, I put the lid back on and steamed it for almost another minute. When I lifted the lid, I found that the "dough sheet" that was about to take shape in the plate had all crumbled.
This was clearly a failure.
But this phenomenon also proves that starch water can be steamed into shape.
Taking the plate out, Old Wang began to peel off the "dough" stuck to it.
Song Lubai said, "How about we cool it down in cold water first? Wouldn't that make it easier to peel?"
If the dough is steamed and then sticks to the plate like this, they will still break it when they try to peel it off.
Old Wang put the plate into the wooden basin filled with water, and after a while he tried to dig it out again and found it was indeed much easier.
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