Su Qingluan naturally didn't know that she almost fell off the horse completely. She was already very busy now.
After returning home, he wrote the recruitment notice non-stop. Su Qingluan originally thought that no one would be able to apply for the job until the next day.
But she didn't know that the last time a large number of craftsmen came to the village to help the Su family repair their houses and courtyards, they had already given the Su family a good reputation.
So Su Qingluan posted a notice on her front foot. She had just arrived home and changed her clothes to go to the bathroom. Before she could take a sip of water, someone came to her door: "Girl of Carpenter Su's family, is your family hiring?"
Su Qingluan paused as she poured herself water from a coarse porcelain bowl: So fast?
In fact, Su Qingluan was right. After the last time they repaired the house, everyone discovered that working as a part-time worker for the Su family was easy and paid well, no wages were deducted, no arrears were paid, and a meal was provided with food and meat. A big pot of rice that you can take away if you have any leftovers.
This kind of treatment, let alone in Huaxi Village, even if I inquired about it from all over the country, it would still be the best.
Many rich peasants and gentry have a lot of money, but if they are asked to give these day laborers one more word, they can't wait to suffer the same pain as having their hearts and livers ripped out; but generally they are more honest and work hard and are willing not to default on their wages. Of course, there are often just ordinary people asking for a helping hand.
To put it bluntly, for ordinary people, there are few people who can get paid by just "helping" them. They usually just take care of meals and finish the work.
The Su family pays wages and takes care of food, either there is none, or there are very few.
So this time, when Su Qingluan posted the recruitment notice again, everyone who thought they could match the requirements came.
Anyway, there was still the second round of "interviews". Su Qingluan only wrote down the basic information of the applicants and told them to come to the Su family in two days.
Originally, she was not sure whether these villagers and neighbors could accept the "interview", but now, the reasons are all ready-the number of people needed is limited, and there are a lot of people coming, so she has to pick and choose.
But Su Qingluan was still a little puzzled as to why so many people seemed to come to do part-time work all of a sudden - although in a sense it was exactly what Su Qingluan wanted, it was still beyond her expectation.
This doubt was answered by Su Guangfu and Yang after they came back.
"Is the autumn harvest finished?" Su Qingluan drank two large bowls of hot tea, suppressing the dryness in her mouth caused by her previous explanations of what a "second round interview" was and why interviews were required.
Su Guangfu nodded, but sighed. It is obviously the harvest season, but it makes people unhappy.
Originally, Su Qingluan didn't know why, but when she learned about the tax ratio before, she also sighed - isn't it? After a year of hard work, most of the harvest has to be paid.
And the remaining 40% cannot completely fall into your own hands - because you have to save seeds.
These days, there are no farmers’ shopping malls with a wide variety of varieties for everyone to choose from, and the state has never even dreamed of distributing seeds with subsidies. Regardless of whether the weather is good or there are natural or man-made disasters, farmers must turn over grain as taxes without hesitation.
Not paying? I'm sorry, it can range from serving a prison sentence to serving a prison sentence, or being punished with death. Farmers just want to survive. As long as they can have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, they will work honestly.
Although there were no major disasters this year, because the summer was not as hot as in previous years, some crop harvests were affected and production was reduced.
However, this level did not reach the category of "disaster year", so the court did not issue any amnesty order to reduce or reduce taxes.
This represents a cruel fact: Although the grain production is reduced, it is not very serious, so if the higher-ups do not say anything, the grain that should be handed over must be handed over one by one. In addition, some seeds must be reserved for sowing next year, and the villagers in Huaxi Village have almost no food left.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but sneer secretly when she heard this: She was trying so hard here to help the folks in Huaxi Village survive the winter. Now these already poor villagers are being exploited like this, let alone surviving the winter, they don't even have to "winter". All are problems.
So when we came back to the question just now, Su Qingluan naturally figured it out - the family was so poor that they couldn't take the blame. In the past, they could still count on more harvests, and they could have more of their own after handing over the grain.
Now that the autumn harvest is basically coming to an end, the harvest in the fields is already certain, and there is no hope for it. But anyone with good hands and feet will never be willing to just wait for the harsh winter to come, so at this time, in order to make more money For a penny, everyone is looking for various part-time jobs, hoping to add bricks and tiles to their small homes before the harsh winter comes.
Finally, there was an opportunity that was close at hand, and the person had been verified and praised by the villagers before. Naturally, everyone wanted to come over and help, just to earn some money to buy chews.
Su Qingluan, who had sorted out the cause and effect, didn't know what it felt like.
At this time, a sound of "pat-ta-ta-ta" brought Su Qingluan back from her thoughts. She took a closer look: Huh, this is a big black fish, jumping happily in the net bag in Su Guangfu's hand.
And the "pitter patter" sound was nothing else. It was the fish jumping too hard and hitting the platform next to it.
Even though it was difficult to breathe in the air with its mouth wide open, this black fish was jumping happily.
"It's true... life is endless, and the tossing is endless..." Su Qingluan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
After driving away the messy things in his mind, Su Qingluan stared at the black fish with some joy: "What's going on with this fish? Don't you mean you're tired of the sweet and sour food?"
The sweet and sour taste of squirrel fish is based on wild jam. For the Su family who have already tasted jam, it may be a bit hard to eat it again.
Yang laughed and said, "Isn't this the one who said that fried beans are not enough to eat and they need to be made with fish?"
Su Qingluan slapped his head and remembered that this was the case.
But she was so busy today that she forgot about this.
Mrs. Yang also noticed her eldest daughter's tired look today, so she asked: "It's not that I can't make this black fish. Although I can't compare with you, this fish is more delicious and delicious no matter what."
Su Qingluan shook her head: "I can make some food and relax." Although wandering around the kitchen has always been her job, no matter in her previous life or in this life, but then again, Su Qingluan also loves to tinker. These eat.
So she shook her head: "My mother's craftsmanship is irreplaceable, but leave this fish to me - I like playing with these, and I feel more relaxed." Handling various ingredients in her hands, looking at the raw materials When the fresh food turns into various delicacies in her hands, Su Qingluan will have an indescribable sense of accomplishment.
Although snakeheaded fish is a freshwater fish, it does not have so many annoying little spines. Therefore, in her previous life, Su Qingluan mostly used snakeheaded fish to make fish fillets in sour soup or boiled fish.
However, considering the transportation costs in this life, it is already rare to buy freshwater fish such as grass carp and black carp here in Huaxi Village. As for the dace native to the south, which is the original important ingredient of "wrinkled fish curd", don't even think about it.
But in fact, although the raw material of "wrinkled fish tofu" is dace, in her previous life Su Qingluan also used other kinds of fish out of curiosity, such as freshwater fish such as grass carp to make fish tofu, and it was also successful. However, the ratio of eggs and starch needs to be adjusted.
Although there are no modern mechanical kitchen equipment here, and the fish paste needs to be avoided manually, this is just in line with Su Qingluan's idea of emptying his mind.
She first changed the sliced black fish meat into fish strips and fish pellets, then opened the bow left and right, and started to chop the fish paste with two knives "dong dong dong".
When chopping, you don’t just use brute force, but chop a few times and rub the fish meat into the middle with the back of the knife.
In this way, the fish paste will not spread around, and it will be more convenient to gather together for easy crushing. On the other hand, the fish meat can be further crushed into paste by rolling.
Su Qingluan just chopped it and crushed it several times. Although this purely handmade fish paste does not require advanced skills, it does require patience and care. By the time the fish meat has completely turned into a delicate fish paste without any fish particles, less than half an hour has passed.
Su Qingluan sprinkled salt, pepper and some spice powder into the fish paste, then added some mung bean starch, and mixed the fish paste evenly to taste. Then he took three eggs and carefully filtered them out with the eggshells on both sides. Egg yolks and remaining egg whites are placed in a larger bowl and set aside.
There were no electric egg beaters in this era, but Su Qingluan complained once before, so Su Guangfu made her a bamboo egg beater. Although it is limited by the material, both in terms of appearance and durability, it is at least easy to use - it is just not as worry-free and labor-saving as an electric egg beater.
Therefore, it took two or three minutes to stir the foamed egg whites with an electric egg beater. Since Su Qingluan needed to beat them manually, it took more than a quarter of an hour.
Fortunately, the effect was good. When Su Qingluan gently picked up the meringue with the "egg whisk", he could see that the meringue formed an "inverted triangle" with a slightly curved tip on the "egg whisk" , which means that the egg whites are whipped just right.
Whipped egg whites cannot be left like this, otherwise the foam will dissipate, so Su Qingluan quickly added the meringue in batches to the fish paste that had just been seasoned and marinated.
Because she was afraid that the meringue foam would dissipate if the time was too long or the movements were too rough, Su Qingluan could only be very careful. When adding the meringue, she kept stirring up and down quickly, so as not to destroy the fine bubbles of the meringue to the greatest extent.
At this time, Yang, who had already set the stoves on both sides on fire, asked: "Da Ya, when will the oil pan be put on the stove?"
The movements of Su Qingluan's hands did not mean to pause at all: "Now, let the oil be wider. But please turn down the heat first, otherwise the oil temperature will be too high later."
