The splendid years of a talented lady

Chapter 137 His Support (2)
The woman standing next to her hurried back to the house and gave her an apron: "Tie it on."

Su Xiazhi nodded and took the apron around her waist: "I'm going to deliver goods to the town the day after tomorrow, so let's put the finished noodles together."

Nine working women and ten people from Su Xiazhi, the owner, stood around the chopping board in the middle of the yard.

She assigned work to her: "Auntie, go and make some rice dumplings first, don't make them too thick."

Aunt Gao took a big bowl to the kitchen in the front yard, and when it came back half the bowl was still steaming.

"Why do you have to use this white flour, can't you use mixed noodles?" Aunt Gao felt distressed when she saw that rice dumplings were made with such good flour.

On weekdays, they use the soles of their shoes to make glutinous rice flour, mixed with cornmeal.

"White flour is sticky." Su Xiazhi waved to the crowd watching: "I'll make a show first, and everyone must pack it according to my method. There is no mistake! This is the first shipment from our workshop, so , there can be no mistakes!"

"Understood!" The nine women responded in unison, their eyes fixed on her hand.

"One catty of dried noodles." Su Xiazhi ordered to the woman who was carrying the weighing pan.

"One catty of dried noodles!" A catty of dried noodles was put on the weighing pan, and the weight hit the star of a catty, and the beam of the scale was neither high nor low.

"That's the way it is." Su Xiazhi nodded with a smile: "If there is too little, the customers who buy it will lose money. If there are too many, our workshop will lose money. In the future, it will be your sister-in-law who will weigh it!"

The one Su Xiazhi called sister-in-law was Aunt Gao's eldest daughter-in-law, Gao Zhao, whose maiden name was Zhao Wan.He is very responsible and never talks too much. Although the Gao family is separated and the brothers live alone, the relationship between them is still harmonious.

"That's fine." Zhao Wan nodded in embarrassment, and then glanced at her mother-in-law again.

"The Xiucai's family entrusted you with such an important matter, so you have to be careful!" Ever since the noodle workshop was said to be built, Su Xiazhi has given the right to manage the affairs to Aunt Gao, and now he has assigned the weighing work to the Aunt Gao, the eldest daughter-in-law of her own family, was a little proud of her joy, and felt that she should tell her a few words not to embarrass herself.

"I see, mother!" Zhao Wan responded respectfully.

Such a big deal?The dried noodles were scattered on the weighing pan, and it was hard to see how much it was. After tidying up the dry, thin, straight noodles, Su Xiazhi realized that the texture was not right!
After a quick thought in her mind, she suddenly realized!
The ancient jinliang is different from the modern jinliang.

A catty in modern times is ten taels, while in ancient times, a catty was mostly 16 taels.And the weight of this 'two' is not the modern fifty grams.

Let's talk about it wherever you go... In ancient times, you have to follow the ancient rules!

I took a piece of red paper, put the printed side down and one corner up, put the vermicelli on top, and wrapped the bottom corner up, and wrapped the left and right corners like a child's swaddle. A catty of dried noodles was wrapped in red paper, and with chopsticks dipped in rice, it was wiped on one side of the paper, and the mouth was sealed...

The snow-white noodles, the bright red cover paper, the colors are distinct, and everyone's eyes are shining!

"This...wrapped like a golden doll, it looks precious!" Aunt Gao picked up the noodle and looked at the pattern printed on the red paper and said, "Yo! It's still printed!"

"The five grains are abundant," "Longevity is long," "everything goes smoothly," and "four seasons are safe" are printed on them, all of which are festive and auspicious words." Su Xiazhi said a word, and took out the corresponding paper and placed it in front of him. Let everyone identify on the case: "Have you recognized everything?"

Seeing everyone nodding, she went on to say: "Then let's start wrapping together, one hundred catties in red paper."

"Okay!" The girls agreed together, and began to carefully wrap the noodles like Su Xiazhi taught...

After a while, they figured out a set of operation methods like an assembly line. Some weighed, some handed the dried noodles, some smoothed the dried noodles, some wrapped them in red paper, and finally a person brushed the red paper with chopsticks. son……

By the time the four hundred catties of dried noodles were stacked neatly on the chopping board, it was already dark and the yard was already lit.

Straightening up her bent waist, Su Xiazhi realized that something was wrong with the quietness around her!

"What's the matter? All of them turned into logs?" The eyes of several women were all lost in focus on the pile of red vermicelli on the chopping board.

"We made this all? Can we make such a good thing?" Aunt Su said, pointing to the dried noodles that she hardly knew after packaging.

"Yeah, we make noodles every day, take a walk, make noodles, and dry noodles... I thought it was nothing when I looked at it, why is it so beautiful when I look at it today!" Aunt Gao stood The woman next to her nodded.

"Clothes make a person, and gold clothes make a Buddha. Our dried noodles are good things. Only good things with a good dress can sell well!" Su Xiazhi is not new to packaged dried noodles, but the packaging The red paper looked really dazzling, which made her feel that it had an unexpected effect.

"It's done, let's collect all these goods, and put them in the bamboo basket tomorrow." I forgot the time in my busy schedule, and it was already past dinner time, Su Xiazhi was still a little surprised: why didn't I see Gao Yue Ask me what to eat?

Several women who had woken up chattered together like chicken blood and chatted together, full of excitement, Su Xia didn't bother, and went out of the backyard of Gao's house.

The door of Gao's courtyard, which was open almost all the year round, was bolted at this moment, and Gao Zhongwu stood at the door, facing the courtyard door.

When he heard the footsteps behind him, he turned his head and asked Su Xiazhi, "Having finished work?"

"Get off work." She responded with a smile, then pointed to the courtyard door and asked in a low voice, "Is there someone outside?"

"Yes, I came here a long time ago, surrounded by a group of people, making a lot of noise, and I kicked them out." Gao Zhongwu said, and opened the door latch with one hand, and there were 30 people standing at the door of Gao's house. !
"Uh!" Su Xiazhi also felt a little surprised, looked at the people outside the door and asked, "This is everyone?"

"From Xiucai's house, I heard that the noodle workshop is shipping out today. No one has seen this thing before. Let's have a look?"

The one who took the lead in speaking was a woman who could not bear hardships and quit the workshop the first time.

(End of this chapter)