Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 324 - Chapter 324 324. The enduring alcohols and cigarettes_1

Chapter 324: 324. The enduring alcohols and cigarettes_1 Chapter 324: 324. The enduring alcohols and cigarettes_1 “Sure!”

Secretary Xiaozu expressed total agreement.

Further processing raw materials would definitely bring much larger profits than selling them directly.

And once you want to sell, relying solely on family is certainly not enough. Wouldn’t you need to hire two more people?

Even if they could only work temporarily, that was still a form of economic circulation!

“That’s great! However, if your family farm wants to sell these products, you’ll need to sort out the business license, food hygiene, and operating permit — all three certificates need to be handled together.”

She thought for a bit, put her teacup aside, and opened the notes app on her phone: “I just happen to be going to the administrative hall this afternoon to take care of some matters. I’ll ask for you.”

Song Tan was then cheered up as well.

Secretary Xiaozu’s offer to “ask around” was almost as good as getting it done directly. She nodded, “Shall I come with you? Should I prepare some materials or proof?”

Zu Jun, however, just smiled: “No need, I’ll find out and just make an appointment to go directly. But — ”

She turned her body to the side, her voice soft: “Tobacco… can you spare me a little more? I’ll trade it for other liquor or tobacco! Interested in some special supply?”

Of course, why not.

Even if the people at home didn’t drink or smoke, they could still give it away as gifts! Such items were perfect for letting parents and grandparents show off and boast a little!

This much was nothing; the local reputation of the farm products was far from established.

Song Tan glanced at Grandpa, who was busy weaving mats nearby, and whispered, “Give me some time, and I’ll try to spare you another two pounds — this stuff is really running out!”

Zu Jun didn’t believe it — two hundred pounds of dry tobacco leaves! She had done her homework; how much would one person need in a year? In just these few days, she had received more than a dozen high-value express deliveries, and the phone calls were urging every day, almost too much to handle!

But slow and steady wins the race, she wasn’t in a hurry.

…

To make chili beef sauce, what do you do first?

Wash the chilis, then chop the chilis.

Seventh Uncle and Seventh Grandma stepped back warily and sat down to the side, fanning themselves with straw fans.

Aunt Lianhua cautiously donned thick gloves used for washing dishes before pouring the chilis into the basin.

Because the sauce had to be made first, they started with cleaning the pointed peppers, a large basin of red and green, which was simpler because there was no need to remove the stems and seeds.

Qiaoqiao, remembering the burning pain from the other day, also began rummaging through cabinets looking for gloves.

But soon, he became perplexed: “The gloves are too thick; it’s hard to chop.”

Indeed, the plastic gloves at home were for washing clothes in winter, lined with cotton on the inside and plastic on the outside, extending up to the arm, and naturally, they came in one large size.

Zu Jun noticed this and quickly suggested, “Why don’t you go to the village clinic and ask if they have those rubber gloves? Get a couple of pairs. They fit more snugly and make chopping easier.”

Song Tan looked at Qiaoqiao, then turned to Seventh Uncle: “Isn’t it time we got a mixer?”

Otherwise, with the spiciness of the chilis, hands might cope, but eyes and nose certainly wouldn’t.

After all, chopping chilis could end up with splashing juice in the eyes, which would be a disaster, causing days of tears, an unbearable ordeal!

The usually stubborn Seventh Uncle, considering the potency of the last batch of chilis which even his thick-skinned hands couldn’t withstand, finally conceded to the power of technology: “Buy it!”

“But let me make it clear, the machine-chopped ones won’t taste as good as hand-chopped.”

But there was no choice; they were really too spicy.

After a moment of thought, he instructed: “Get a big one and a small one.”

“Okay.” Song Tan decisively started checking models online.

The big one for commercial use, the small one for home use, convenient.

Zu Jun had a look of anticipation, “With the chili peppers being so spicy, I’m not really able to handle spice…”

As he spoke, his eyes betrayed his eagerness to try.

Song Tan: …

“Try it and you’ll know.”

Even Qibao couldn’t resist, much less Secretary Xiaozu; she couldn’t escape the enthusiasm of the chili peppers either.

But even if the blender arrived promptly, it wouldn’t be instant. Since we’re preparing our own meal for today’s noon, we still have to chop.

Qiaoqiao wasn’t afraid of the heat at all. Braving the blazing sun, he ran back and forth. The live streaming audience didn’t even have time to send bullet screen messages to persuade him to stay when he dashed off like a gust of wind.

So, a crowd could only watch as on the rustic farmhouse stove, a spry old man wielded a kitchen knife–plain and unremarkable yet honed to silky smoothness and sharpness, slicing beef as if a hot knife through butter, quickly reducing it to cubes the size of fingernails.

[Wow, hidden masters really do live among us]

[This smooth cutting skill, even our restaurant’s head chef can’t compare]

[I want to ask, what brand is that knife? Can it smash garlic?]

[Green pepper beef sauce, slurp]

[I’m taking out my notebook. I’m learning this today at lunch]

[Not gonna lie, the fried pumpkin flowers I learned here last time were pretty good, though I used an air fryer and they weren’t as fragrant]

[To the person before, is the air fryer good?]

With the host away, the topics all drifted off course.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun each stood guard over the Peach Treasure Shop and the live stream respectively, dividing the work clearly and in tacit agreement, not intervening too much at this moment.

Because this was Qiaoqiao’s style after all. If they interfered at the slightest, it could ignite a fire. What would those other broadcasters, who labored hard on their videos but hardly had a fraction of his followers, have to say then?

It was all in the hands of fate.

Fortunately, Qiaoqiao was back soon enough.

By this time, Aunt Lianhua had already washed the sharp peppers, placed in a basin at the side.

Then she began to handle the green peppers–grasping the stem, pushing forcefully inward, and then scooping out a whole irregular conical piece covered with dense seeds.

As for the small sharp peppers, there was no need for such trouble–just cutting off the stems with a kitchen knife would do.

Qiaoqiao cautiously donned a mask, then picked up the knife and quickly started chopping the chili peppers.

His knife skills were naturally not as exquisite as Seventh Uncle’s, but they were proficient enough. Besides, chopping chili peppers didn’t require precision; it was just about chopping them uniformly and finely.

Thus, he even tilted his head and closed his eyes.

This fully-guarded appearance made the live-streaming audience watch with even more anticipation.

After all, despite the spiciness of the peppers, as long-time viewers in the live room, they had never seen anyone approach it with such an attitude, which piqued their curiosity even more.

Seventh Uncle silently observed his progress and then started to heat the pan with oil, adding ingredients–star anise, cinnamon, Sichuan peppercorns, green onions, and coriander. Lacking onions at home, that was omitted.

Only the sizzling of hot oil could be heard, followed by a quick stir fry until browned.

Next, the diced beef was added to the pan for stir-frying.

When the bright red beef turned slightly pinkish, indicating it was just short of being fully cooked, that was when the chili peppers were added.

The evenly sliced fiery green and red sharp peppers were tossed into the big pot by Qiaoqiao, bursting forth an invigorating raw chili aroma, so intense that Seventh Uncle couldn’t help but step back two paces, taking his time to catch his breath.

Fortunately, as the oils and juices slowly submerged the chili peppers, the scent transformed into an enticing fragrance amid the addition of salt, ginger, garlic, and doubanjiang…

“Slurp.”

Zu Jun couldn’t help but swallow saliva.

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