Yang Cui made fried rice noodles with eggs and also made soup noodles, using chicken broth as a base. The broth from free-range chickens raised on farms was especially fragrant.
This homemade rice noodle is easy to break, but it still tastes pretty good.
The rice noodles unsurprisingly received unanimous praise.
Su Murong wiped his mouth with his expensive silk handkerchief and said, "Miss Yang, how much is this rice noodle recipe?"
"I have no intention of selling the child."
"Not selling? Then what do you want?"
“I want to build my own rice noodle processing plant, but I can let you and Brother Cen invest in it.”
"What does 'investing' mean? Does it mean partnering?"
Yang Cui nodded: "Yes, I'll provide the money and the technology. You and Brother Cen will be my backers. I'll give Brother Cen 20% of the profits. I'll prioritize supplying you with rice noodles, and I can also teach you how to eat and cook them."
Su Murong was taken aback for a moment, then said, "You're raising both ducks and pigs, how can you manage it all?"
What Su Murong really wanted to say was, "Why are you, a woman, running such a big business?" In his view, Yang Cui would eventually get married, and being a good wife and mother was her lifelong career.
Yang Cui knew exactly what Su Murong was thinking, and she smiled faintly: "Time is like water in clothes, you can always squeeze some out."
"Old Cen, aren't you going to do anything about this?"
"I'm a son-in-law living with his wife's family, so I can't control that."
Upon hearing Cen Xiao's words, Chen Shaoyun and Su Murong immediately burst out laughing: "What did you say? A son-in-law marrying into the wife's family?"
"Yes, a son-in-law living with his wife's family." Cen Xiao said casually, "Any problems?"
Su Murong immediately shook her head: "No...no."
How could he dare to have any problems?!
Su Murong and Chen Shaoyun looked at each other in disbelief.
After a while, Chen Shaoyun stared at Yang Cui. He didn't know what kind of magic Yang Cui had that made the dignified General Cen become his live-in son-in-law!
If this gets out, it'll be absolutely shocking!
General Cen could have any woman he wanted, yet he was willing to marry into the family! The worst part was that she was a divorced woman! No matter how outstanding Yang Cui was, it couldn't change the fact that she was a village woman and a divorced woman.
Yang Cui knew what they were thinking at that moment, but she didn't explain.
The concept of marrying someone of equal social standing has existed in every era, and Yang Cui understands this.
Yang Cui added, "Rice noodles are not available for the time being; I expect they will be available next year."
Yang Cui's words instantly pulled Su Murong back from his thoughts of "marrying into the family."
"Why? You should make money as early as possible, why wait?"
"Because the technology is not yet mature, there is still a lot of work to be done, such as factory buildings, personnel training, and equipment. In addition, the technology also needs to be further refined."
Yang Cui wants to make the powder into dried powder and sell it directly, but she still needs to try to figure out the product's shelf life and how to make it into dried powder, since she has never actually done it before.
"Do we still need to work on the technology? Are we not eating good enough right now?"
"Hmm, it can be even better. It can be made easier to preserve. I'll try again."
“Sell me the formula, and I’ll give you half a percent of the profit. Our Su family will handle the business, and we’ll definitely do a better job than you. You’ll also have an easier time.”
Su Murong was right. It had nothing to do with ability. The Su family had power and influence, and a mature business system, which made it easier and more convenient for them to do things.
"Let's talk again after I've figured out how to make rice noodles. You can't get fat in one bite. A pork feast at the end of the year is already amazing enough."
There are so many delicious dishes that can be made with pork, so we're sure to make a fortune.
"Why wait until the end of the year? Can't we eat it now?" Chen Shaoyun asked.
"Because the pig isn't grown up yet. We'll slaughter one at the end of the year and make a pork feast for you all to try." After saying that, Yang Cui realized that they weren't locals and definitely wouldn't be here at the end of the year. "If you're not free, you can come and eat after the Lunar New Year."
Anyway, Yang Cui has decided to slaughter a pig for the New Year. She really wants to eat braised pig's trotters, cured meat and sausages. In Yang Cui's opinion, the Spring Festival without cured meat and sausages is not festive and just not quite right.
As they were talking, Village Chief An brought over several unfamiliar faces: "Xiao Cui, they say they are Da Niu's parents and brothers, and they've come to find Da Niu."
Yang Cui looked at the several old, slovenly, and unkempt people in front of her, then turned to look at Cen Xiao. Although Cen Xiao was expressionless, Yang Cui could still sense his displeasure.
"My son, it's so good to see you alive! You're back, why didn't you come home? Your father and I miss you every day." Cen Liu said, and rushed over.
Cen Xiao dodged the attack, and Cen Liu Shi lost her balance and fell to the ground.
"You unfilial son, how could you treat your mother like this?" Father Cen rebuked sternly.
Cen Sangou and Cen Sihou also criticized Cen Xiao, saying, "Big brother, how could you treat Mother like this?"
When they saw the chicken bones on the table, they couldn't help but swallow hard: "You're living the high life here, eating and drinking well instead of going home. Do you know what kind of life we and our parents are living?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Cui frowned. Instead of showing concern or offering greetings, she immediately began to scold her son upon his return from the battlefield. Is this what a father should do?
It's true what they say, having a stepmother means having a stepfather.
"Damn it!" Dao Ba grabbed Cen San Gou and Cen Si Hu by the arms and threw them out. There were two loud thuds, followed by "Ouch, ouch!"
"Who are you yelling at? Do you have a death wish?"
Mr. Cen and Mrs. Cen were dumbfounded. It took Mrs. Cen a long time to react before she slapped her thigh and wailed, "My son..."
Father Cen glared at Dao Ba and Cen Xiao: "Beasts! You beasts! This is your own brother!"
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