The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

The three brothers of the Qi family kept their mother's words in mind and said nothing.

But, who is Yan's second son, can he be easily evaded?

In the end, each person made four bowls of noodle soup and left.

White noodles and thick noodles are mixed together, the firm wide noodles, fat and thin slices of meat, soaked in the color of soy sauce, it is a reddish brown that makes people drool, decorated with green vegetables, four poached eggs are placed on top of the soup noodles in turn, bite Going down, the sloppy heart is slightly waxy, entangled between the lips and teeth...

Yan Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Mother Rong still has a way.

The wide noodles are served with meat, vegetables and eggs. It is very affordable. The most important thing is that there is soup. The noodles are soaked in the soup, so you can feel full even if you are not full.

Not long after, the sound of Qi's old lady pumping the soles of her shoes came from the Qi's next door.

Yan Lao Er hurriedly handed over the charcoal accounts to Yan Yu.

Following Qi Da and the other three went to the old place in the forest to burn charcoal.

The three big mounds are not enough, so we have to add more.

In addition to completing the order at hand, he also needs to save some more, and he has enough stock.

Yan Yu was reluctant to write directly in the notebook, so she first used a wooden stick to write and draw on the ground.

He muttered in a low voice: "Our family takes the lion's share of the charcoal business, but at that time my father didn't agree on the ratio with the three uncles of the Qi family. Now let me calculate how much is appropriate? There is no standard. Isn't this a cheating girl?" .”

At her request, Li Xuemei removed the paper bag containing the seeds on the platform and ordered a book for her.

Not to mention, this paper feels different, and it feels kind to the touch.

"You calculate the cost first." Li Xuemei said suddenly: "We will have to buy the forest land sooner or later, as well as the cost of entering the city and the cost of the round trip, all of which must be included in the calculation."

Yan Yu thought about it and understood what her mother meant.

"You mean, we can't just rely on the possession of the Three Treasures, so it doesn't count as loss of livestock?"

"Well, I don't want others to feel surprised. We can't have differences in our hearts. We are not separated. All accounts must be checked. All the money we earn has its source, which is clear." Li Xuemei said slowly. .

Yan Yu agrees to this point, and lives as ordinary people, as long as they are calm, no one can see what is wrong with them.

What is the highest state of a liar? I have lied to myself, and I believe in it.

"Forest land has to be bought. We will continue to harm the trees in the forest in the future. I am afraid that some people will have opinions after a long time. It is our own land. We can also replant while cutting down and plant some fast-growing trees. In the future, charcoal will be burned every year, and the supply will be inexhaustible, and the burning will be endless."

When you think of growing fast, you have to mention the plant bamboo.

Bamboo shoots are edible, bamboo branches are used in various ways, and even the charcoal that is burned has a proper name, which is called bamboo charcoal.

Yan Yu felt that it was necessary to make a note of bamboo. If there is an opportunity, try to see if it can be planted in Guanzhou.

"Mom, you said that my father and the four of them are enough for burning charcoal? What I mean is, if we continue to work all year round and the business grows, will we add more people?" Yan Yu asked.

Li Xuemei: "Of course, your father won't just focus on charcoal, he won't let go of anything that can make money."

Yan Yu nodded, showing a row of neat little teeth: "I thought so too. Dad used to be like this. He wanted to sell whatever he wanted to make money. His small shop has everything, and the funds have been pressed a lot..."

Li Xuemei glanced at her, and said: "Don't say this in front of your father, he thinks it's possible, and no one can steal his business."

Yan Yu assured: "Don't worry, mother, I won't discourage my father's enthusiasm.

But in this case, I think 25% is an appropriate ratio. "

Li Xuemei calculated in her heart and nodded slowly.

"I think so too."

Yan Yu sorted out the charcoal accounts in a few moments, and couldn't wait to go to her mother, and whispered: "Mother, take that bamboo slip made of paper and study it!"

Li Xuemei glanced at the eldest nephew and eldest niece who were still asleep, shook her head, and said softly, "Wait a little longer."

Yan Yu sat back again, scratching his heart, with a calm expression on his face.

It was hard to get through until the big brother and big sister fell asleep.

The two women moved away tacitly.

The two heads got together and looked at it for a while.

Yan Yu was the first to ask a question: "Why do you look...not making paper...like...reusing waste paper?"

Li Xuemei also felt the same, and patiently read it again from the beginning, and said affirmatively: "It is the method of rewashing and beating old paper into pulp, and then processing it into paper. It looks quite simple, and it should not be difficult to learn."

It is also written above, as long as you master the skills of scooping and baking paper.

The biggest expense is the need for a fire wall. The newly built house of his family has a full six sides, which can be pasted on whichever side you want.

Yan Yu deduced it carefully in her mind, and found that it was as simple as what her mother said.

Compared with the process of several processes in memory and the need for time to ferment and make paper, recycled paper is faster and less labor-intensive.

It's not cheap if you don't know whether the used waste paper can be collected or not.

"The paper made by this method may be a little dark in color," Li Xuemei said.

Yan Yu: ...

"So, if we make this paper, there is a high probability that it won't sell for a high price."

She can't laugh or cry.

I'm afraid that when they make it, the toilet paper will be whiter than it.

As soon as Yan Laoer came back, he heard such bad news.

"Why is it still recycled paper?" He said anxiously: "It's not easy to sell. We have realized the freedom to use paper, so we can use it whenever we want, but if we sell it...it's worthless!"

"Make it first and then talk, even if it only saves the money for calligraphy practice." Li Xuemei said.

Yan Yu agreed: "Yes, Dad, what you save is what you earn.

You need it most, think about the county school, Dad! "

Yan Laoer was dumbfounded.

Suddenly, I found that this recycled paper is a good match for me. If I want to practice handwriting quickly, I can’t just write on the big rocks on the ground. Writing on paper is the best way to feel and master the skills of writing. He is really reluctant to part with good paper. There is no burden on my heart to reuse this waste paper, and I can use it casually.

"What other tools do you need?"

"Bamboo curtains for papermaking, and flat wooden boards." Yan Yu thought about it, and it was probably these two things.

Yan Lao Er said: "Try it with our household waste paper first, what about washing paper?"

"Let's sew a bag, tie the rope tightly, put it in the river, and let the water wash it away, which is easier than washing it ourselves." Yan Yu praised her wit.

Yan Lao Er suddenly lost most of his interest in making paper, and immediately found a substitute.

"Where's the bamboo slip for making sugar? How did you write it?" He asked hopefully.

Li Xuemei happened to pick up this roll of bamboo slips to read.

Hearing his question, he wanted to laugh a little, and said, "We all ate it when we were young, but I didn't expect to have the opportunity to make it by ourselves..."

Yan Yu's curiosity was also aroused.

She looked at her mother brightly.

Li Xuemei: "Maltose."

Paper is recycled paper, sugar is maltose~

Haha, the house is too bad, no one can make a fortune, Yan Lao Er is so depressed~

Before 0 o'clock in the next update~ It's a bit late today, I'm sorry, I admit, I watched the live broadcast ()