275 Right Predictions
Although Xue Yan didn’t hear it, he could guess that Sifu and the others had returned.
Sure enough, after a while, they could faintly hear the voices of Sifu and the others. Their mother also heard it and immediately felt relieved. She clasped her hands together and said with a smile, “They’re back!”
“Mother!” Xue Sifu ran into Yifu and Erfu on his way back to the village. He chatted with them all the way home until he could faintly see someone waiting for him at the door. He then ran and even shouted happily.
“What’s wrong with you? Why are you back so late?” As soon as Liu Guixia saw him, she held his arm and asked him.
Before Xue Sifu could answer, Xue Erfu laughed on his behalf, “He went to town to buy paper and ink for Xue Yan. Then, he strolled around the town. Later, he saw that there were a lot of noodle stalls in town. Their business was doing well and they could at least make some money, so he thought of doing this business. However, he wanted to make more money, so he started to think about it while strolling. After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that he could either reduce his capital or make a different noodle style from the ones in town. As long as he can start from these two aspects, he will earn more money.”
Jiang Yue turned to Xue Yan upon hearing this. He really understood Sifu.
Xue Yan looked back at her and shrugged.
Xue Erfu laughed and said, “But in order to reduce the cost, we can only add other cheap flour into the flour, such as rice flour. However, can the flour still be stretched into noodles?” He had never cooked before, so how would he know? He just bought some flour and rice flour to let the women in the family give it a try. “At the same time, I’ll let you and Hongyan think about it and see if you can make noodles that are different from the ones in town. If that’s the case, it’ll be even better. Yifu is holding the flour and rice flour I bought, and I have Xue Yan’s paper and ink. Xue Yan, here.”
Xue Yan took the paper and ink that were well-wrapped.
After Liu Guixia heard this, she entered the courtyard with everyone and smiled at Xue Sifu, “So you were just messing around. How can you make noodles when flour and rice flour are mixed together? Even if you can make them, they would break really quickly. Those noodle stalls in the town all use flour to make noodles. They don’t add rice flour. Haven’t you tried the noodles in town before? You should have seen stores that pull the noodles. They were thin, long, and unending. I know that we can’t make any other type of noodles. Noodles are fine grains and are more expensive than rice flour. We usually don’t even have it at home.”
For example, they often touched cornmeal and sorghum flour, which were used to make cornmeal.
Li Hehua also laughed in a soft voice, “We’re not Jiang Yue’s mother. Only Jiang Yue’s mother knows how to make all kinds of delicious food. In the past, whoever needed to make a decent banquet in the surrounding villages would go to her mother. Sifu, I don’t think we can help you with this.”
“Oh, you’ve reminded me.” Xue Sifu laughed and turned to look at Jiang Yue. He patted her head gently and said, “Jiang Yue, you have a good brain. Think about it carefully. Has your mother ever made food that other people in the surrounding villages don’t know about? If she has, tell me. I want to do great in this business now, and it’s best if it’s food. Who doesn’t want to eat? I promise it’ll be a good business. We can really make a lot of money if it works out. Look at Lakshimi Restaurant, they earn a lot of money every month with their good food!”