The Koi Wife of the Prime Minister

Chapter 162: Sour Cabbage Jar

Shen Yan looked at the satisfied and healthy smile, and joy arose in her heart.

"Sister Shen, your bamboo shoots are getting more and more delicious!"

An old lady praised with a smile.

Shen Yan felt the satisfaction brought by these affirmations, and she knew that she was on a healthier path.

Although the peak of business has passed, her determination and hard work have not diminished, and she is willing to work tirelessly to provide the best food for her customers.

After the heat passed, Shen Yan's business gradually returned to stability.

Although customers in the market no longer line up in long queues like before, her stall still has a steady flow of customers.

Shen Yan understands that the key to maintaining sustainable business development is to continuously improve product quality.

Therefore, she decided to start from the source and grow vegetables and bamboo shoots by herself.

"Sister, look, our vegetable garden is becoming more and more well-shaped!"

Wang Lin excitedly pointed at the newly grown vegetables and said to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan smiled and nodded: "Yes, Lin'er, these vegetables and bamboo shoots can not only ensure that our ingredients are fresh, but also make customers eat more healthily."

Wang Lin helped her sister with the work. Seeing her sister treat each vegetable meticulously, she felt extremely proud and grateful.

She knew that this vegetable field was not only for supplementing the family income, but also a reflection of her sister's seriousness and persistence in business.

In summer, the vegetable fields are full of greenery, and all kinds of vegetables thrive in the sun. Customers come to Shen Yan's stall to taste fresher and more delicious food.

Shen Yan looked at the satisfied and healthy smile, and joy arose in her heart.

"Sister Shen, your bamboo shoots are getting more and more delicious!"

An old lady praised with a smile.

Shen Yan felt the satisfaction brought by these affirmations.

Shen Yan also hopes that Sister Xiaolan and Guifang can do business down to earth, so that the business in Xiaopo, Xiangxian, can last longer.

These days, Shen Yan is making snail noodles and spicy snails with Guifang. When making these dishes, the ingredients are the most important.

After all, the flavor comes from the ingredients.

At the beginning, Shen Yan started to make sour beans, but later when she went to make snail soup, it became more difficult.

Fortunately, the number of people coming to the stall to eat snail noodles has been basically stable in recent times, and there are many spring bamboo shoots this year. Shen Yan has made plans for the future, which is to collect some spring bamboo shoots from the village and everyone can come and sell them.

However, she would not accept spring bamboo shoots that were too small or too old to taste good. With this restriction, people who did business with Shen Yan would naturally not sell bad bamboo shoots to her.

After all, after what happened last time, no one wants to run into bad luck. If Shen Yan no longer does business with everyone, then the women in the village will not be able to make money.

Fortunately, there are many bamboo shoots on the mountain, and those planted in Shen Yan's house are gradually growing.

Because the number of spring bamboo shoots increased, Shen Yan could not use them all at once, so he set up four or five large vats in the yard to pickle sauerkraut. He also called a few people from the village to help process the spring bamboo shoots, peeling, cleaning, cutting, etc.

On a sunny afternoon, the yard was filled with the fragrance of spring bamboo shoots and the aroma of pickled vegetables. Shen Yan and several women from the village sat around a large vat, concentrating on processing the spring bamboo shoots.

"Xiaofang, look at this bamboo shoot, should we cut it into slightly larger pieces?" Shen Yan picked up a bamboo shoot and gestured to Guifang who was peeling it.

Guifang smiled and manipulated the knife skillfully with one hand: "Sister Shen, this size is just right, not too big or too small, it tastes good when eaten."

"Yes, the pickled cabbage made by our sister Shen is the most delicious. The spring bamboo shoots are carefully selected and paired with her secret ingredients. It is a perfect match!"

A middle-aged woman nearby agreed with a smile.

Shen Yan couldn't help but smile from ear to ear after hearing everyone's praise. She knew that these praises were the rewards for her hard work.

She treats every bamboo shoot as if it were a treasure, because she knows that only high-quality ingredients can produce delicious food that will leave people with an unforgettable aftertaste.

There is a thick layer of brine in a large vat on one side, and the spring bamboo shoots are slowly soaked in it, exuding a fresh scent.

Shen Yan checked every step one by one to ensure that every bamboo shoot could absorb the seasoning evenly and maintain the best texture and flavor.

"This batch of spring bamboo shoots is really well processed, Sister Shen, my children love the pickled vegetables you make the most!"

Another helper said this as he neatly stacked the peeled bamboo shoots on a wooden board nearby.

Shen Yan smiled and nodded after hearing this: "Thank you all for your help. These pickled vegetables are not only for our own consumption, but also for everyone to enjoy."

For a moment, the yard was filled with an atmosphere of harmony and labor.

Everyone was busy, but with satisfied and happy smiles on their faces.

These pickled vegetables not only represent Shen Yan's dedication and persistence, but also witness the spirit of unity and mutual assistance among the women in the village.

To make good pickled bamboo shoots, the environment must be free of oil and water. If the people who come to help are lazy, Shen Yan will just send them away.

Working here pays, and the wages are not low, more than ten cents a day, so Shen Yan has the right to choose, and she will not accept those who are sneaky and cunning.

So in the end, those who stay are all hardworking and capable.

In the next two days, everyone started to process the spring bamboo shoots. They had to wash and cut all the bamboo shoots and put them into the sauerkraut jars.

In the next two days, Shen Yan and the others began the final processing of the bamboo shoots. The morning sun shone in the yard, and the white bamboo shoots were carefully processed in everyone's hands.

Guifang and Xiaolan picked up the washed spring bamboo shoots one by one and gently put them into the prepared pickled cabbage jar. They were skilled in their movements, chatting and laughing while maintaining high efficiency.

"Sister Xiaolan, cut this bamboo shoot a little longer, like this." Guifang demonstrated, sliding the knife in her hand lightly across the bamboo shoot.

Sister Xiaolan nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, Sister Guifang, I understand."

Shen Yan stood aside, checking the progress of each jar of pickled cabbage from time to time. She knew that the key to making pickled cabbage lies in details, and every step must be precise to ensure that the spring bamboo shoots can evenly absorb the seasoning and maintain the best taste and quality.

On the other side, two old ladies were helping to take care of the salt water in the big vat, making sure that the spring bamboo shoots in each jar were fully soaked. Although their movements were not fast, they seemed to be very serious and meticulous in every step.

"Sister Shen, this jar of sauerkraut is almost full." An old lady carefully put the last batch of spring bamboo shoots into the jar and wiped the mouth of the jar.

Shen Yan smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, aunties. These pickled vegetables will definitely be delicious."

Everyone laughed when they heard this. They knew that Shen Yan was not only serious about the ingredients, but also about her helpers.

Because of this dedication, everyone is happy to add their own contribution to the taste of this piece of sauerkraut.