Su Qingluan still didn't know how many unexpected chain reactions her win-win move would bring in the future. She stared at Liu Yunniang's "work results" on the first day and showed an expression similar to a toothache.
Liu Yunniang was originally a little taller than Su Qingluan. In addition, she had a thin figure and was very good at everything she did, so she had an upright and neat appearance like a sapling.
But now, the leaves of the "little sapling" have a tendency to wither and droop, and Liu Yunniang also knows that this is a bit crooked, and she is very unable to do anything about it.
"How about...or I don't want today's wages...waiting until I can master my knife skills..."
"Just practicing is useless." Su Qingluan shook her head. Seeing Liu Yunniang's expression change, she realized that what she said was ambiguous and quickly explained, "Yunniang, don't worry, this is not entirely your fault. I was negligent."
She used the knife given to her by Mr. Xu Kekuan, and just in case, she went to the blacksmith shop to make two spare ones.
As for the knives used by ordinary people, most of them are bronze knives, and at most they are cast iron knives. There are few who specialize in forged iron kitchen knives like Su Qingluan - or in other words, they can't afford to use them even if they want to.
Liu Yun's family is very poor. Even the most common bronze knife is rusty. This kind of knife is usually enough to cut all kinds of wild vegetables, which are relatively soft and crisp ingredients, but if it is thick and flexible, It is difficult to get into the water, and even some fascia that is very difficult to deal with.
So even though Liu Yunniang worked very hard, her first day of "handling over" work was all crooked, missing her teeth, and her painting style looked very... freehand.
As the saying goes, "If you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools." Su Qingluan gently held Liu Yunniang's hand that wanted to smash the corner of her clothes, and patted her to express comfort: "Don't worry, everyone has this process. It’s not like you can’t learn, I won’t fire you just because of this.”
Hearing Su Qingluan's assurance, Liu Yunniang breathed a sigh of relief and felt even more guilty at the same time: "The young master's family is so generous, but I ruined the job and wasted so much money."
"It won't be a waste," Su Qingluan smiled and shook his head, "It's just that it takes some effort to divide it into batches during the initial processing. But it's your job that needs to be changed."
Turning around and handing the sewer to his parents, Su Qingluan asked them to go ahead while he took Liu Yunniang to the blacksmith shop.
At first, Liu Yunniang didn't know where she was going, so she followed obediently. But when Su Qingluan said she wanted to go to the blacksmith shop, she backed away: "No, no, no! Any item in that shop costs at least ten ounces of money. How can my family afford it?"
Su Qingluan saw her avoiding her and said with a smile: "I don't need you to spend money, what are you afraid of?"
"Then it's even worse!" Liu Yunniang shook her head like a rattle, "I failed at my job. Not only did you not fine me my wages, but you also bought me things, so how can I do it?"
"I didn't buy it for you, I borrowed it from you!" Su Qingluan forced Liu Yunniang into the blacksmith shop, and asked her to choose a forged iron kitchen knife that was handy, and explained, "Bronze knives are not sharp enough to cut through tough materials like water. The ingredients will be laborious and rusty..."
Su Qingluan thought for a moment. She knew that "rust is harmful and should not be eaten" was difficult for Liu Yunniang to understand. She could only put it another way: "If rust falls into the soup, it will affect the taste. If the soup smells like rust when the guests drink it, it will be better next time." I won’t come and buy it.”
On the way back from the blacksmith shop, Su Qingluan patiently explained to Liu Yunniang how to cut vegetables with more force to save energy. He also briefly talked about how to maintain and sharpen forged iron knives:
"Every time you feel that the blade is dull, if you don't have a whetstone, soak the blade in salt water, and then scrape it back and forth with the bottom of the plate, like this," Su Qingluan gestured a few times, "Our plates and bowls They are all made of rough porcelain and can also be used as whetstones.”
Liu Yunniang was like a good student. She kept staring at Su Qingluan's movements with her dark eyes, remembering her words bit by bit, and then nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, Young Master, I will remember it. Then this knife... …”
"I said I would lend it to you first," Su Qingluan blinked, "You have to keep it well. If you don't help me here in the future, you have to return it to me."
Of course, Su Qingluan was just saying this. She knew that if she didn't say this, Liu Yunniang would definitely not accept this kitchen knife according to her serious temperament.
Sure enough, Liu Yunniang was obviously relieved when she heard that she was just "borrowing" the knife, and then solemnly nodded: "Don't worry, young master, if you leave such a precious object to me, I will use it well, take good care of it, and never lose it, otherwise sky--"
"Hey, hey, stop talking nonsense!"
Su Qingluan quickly covered Liu Yunniang's mouth - since she traveled through time, although she still felt that most of the goddesses, goddesses, and the like must be cheating, she had some concerns about the "will of God" and "fate" in the dark. A little bit of awe, not to mention that the ancients swore that many of them were sincere - after all, they really believed this!
This is a serious oath for a kitchen knife...is it a bit exaggerated?
Su Qingluan had forgotten that, judging from her current family situation, a forged iron kitchen knife might not be considered a huge sum of money, but for Liu Yunniang, this knife was worth more than ten taels of silver, which she did not You know how long the work will last and you can afford it!
After Su Qingluan bought handy equipment for her "employees", she never thought that Liu Yunniang would take the kitchen knife home with great fear.
However, this kitchen knife made Yagyu, who was bedridden, almost "sitting up in shock in the midst of his dying illness": "Girl!" The man, who had a dull complexion because he had been in bed all day, was so frightened that his face turned three cents pale in an instant, "You... You obviously took a forged iron knife?!"
Yun Niang was still thinking about the methods Su Qingluan had just taught her about how to use and maintain a kitchen knife, so she nodded absently: "Yes, it's an iron knife."
Unexpectedly, her distraught appearance made Yagyu, a father, even more uneasy. The expressions on her face kept changing like a revolving lantern in an instant.
Liu Yuniang put away the new drains and kitchen knives she brought today, and was about to start working, only to find that her father was staring at her with a dark look inexplicably.
After a moment, Liu Sheng hesitated and said: "Daughter, you...could it be that you did something so unjust as robbing your home?"
Liu Yunniang:...? ?
