Surprise! The rough husband is the hidden boss of the period literature

Chapter 326 Is this all you think about all day long?

Xu Qinghuan had seen too many people who disregarded the lives of ordinary people for the sake of their own performance.

They use the guise of doing what's best for the people to do things that are solely for their own benefit.

Perhaps he once wanted to drag the Shangjiang Brigade down with him, but a saint is one who thinks of leaving others a way out when he is drowning. Such people are extremely rare.

“Besides, we can’t just let so much grain go to waste,” Xu Qinghuan said. “Building a factory in the commune would also benefit the Shangjiang Brigade. We can let my sister-in-law work there, and once the sewing machine factory is up and running, we can let my brother come over here so they can be together.”

Jiang Xingye couldn't help but hug his fiancée. "You're always thinking about other people. When will you ever think about me?"

Xu Qinghuan found it amusing, "When have I ever stopped thinking about you? Don't wrong me!"

Back at the Shangjiang Brigade, Jiang Xingjun and Jiang Xingwei were about to leave.

These past few days, Zhou Guizhi's mood has clearly soured.

As a result, the two brothers longed for their future military careers and were so happy that they could wake up laughing every day, but they had to pretend to be deep in front of their mother and show a sad expression of reluctance to part with her.

Xu Qinghuan was amused. She gave Jiang Xingye a task, "Aye, could you build an oven? I'll bake some cookies for you guys."

There were some adobe bricks in Jiang Xingye's backyard. Xu Qinghuan drew him a diagram, and he quickly built a kiln against the wall in the front yard, sealing the outer wall of the kiln tightly with mud.

The Shangjiang brigade didn't have any sprouted millet, but since Lin Yufei had been coming over frequently these past few days, they said they would bring her some.

Overnight, the oven was almost finished. The next morning, Jiang Xingye burned two bundles of firewood to dry the oven.

Xu Qinghuan asked Jiang Xingye to grind the wheat and millet into powder, use the flour to bake small cookies and bread, and use rice flour to make snow cakes.

She made a large quantity, packing two large bags for Jiang Xingwei and Jiang Xingjun, leaving some for Jiang Xingye, and taking some of the rest to the Jiang family and some home.

"Sisters, the snacks are here, come and have a taste." Xu Qinghuan brought over a basket of snacks, and a rich aroma of wheat filled the air. Immediately, the sound of swallowing saliva rose and fell.

"My goodness, Huanhuan, you have this skill too!" Qiao Xinyu exclaimed, and hurriedly took a small cookie to try. "Mmm, delicious, so delicious."

Whether it's bread, cookies, or rice crackers, Xu Qinghuan makes them all the same size; no one knows how she does it.

But for Xu Qinghuan, who is a scalpel surgeon and suturer, being skillful is nothing special. In fact, there are still differences in size and shape, since they are not made with molds. It's just that these people see delicious food with thick filters in their eyes.

Everyone picked something to try, and they all praised it highly.

"Do you think we can make money if we sell this?" Xu Qinghuan asked.

“Why can’t I sell it? I’ll definitely buy it. It’s much better than those snacks sold outside. Take that sponge cake, for example. It tastes the same every day. I’ve been eating it for years. If I had the money to buy it every day, I would have gotten tired of it long ago.”

After Qiao Xinyu finished rambling, she took a bite of the snow cake. It was crunchy and had just the right amount of sweetness. It was simply the most delicious thing in the world. She had never eaten such delicious food in her life.

The group quickly finished the basket of snacks, still wanting more.

"Huan, are we going to open a food processing plant? To compete with the county's food factory?" Qiao Xinyu got excited instantly. "I'll be the salesperson, that's what I'm best at."

"No, the commune is planning to open it. I contributed two recipes. I haven't tried using sprouted grains before, so I'll give it a try and see how it tastes. I don't want to rip people off."

As it turns out, she can do it! Eating doesn't necessarily relieve stress, but cooking definitely does. Making desserts was one of her few hobbies in her previous life.

Back then, learning cooking and baking was a compulsory course for the girls in the Xu family. At first, she was very resistant to it, but later she found that cooking and eating made people really relaxed. She felt that it was similar to the effects of traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions, and she immediately fell in love with it.

At the Jiang family's place, Xu Qinghuan brought over a basket of food. Just then, Tang Quantong also came over, and Jiang Baohua asked him to try it. "It was brought over by Xu Qinghuan. She said it was made with grains that have sprouted. If it's good, then the matter of looking at the food factory that you mentioned earlier will be resolved."

The higher-ups were considering transferring Jiang Baohua to the commune. This news was kept very secret, but Tang Quantong did find out, so he came over first to discuss setting up a factory with Jiang Baohua.

She also wanted to gain his future support.

After Tang Quantong obtained Xu Qinghuan's recipe, he immediately sought out an experienced chef at a food factory, who successfully replicated it. It must be said, the taste was truly excellent.

Tang Quantong was relieved. But looking at Xu Qinghuan's pastries, although they weren't as neat as those made in a food factory, they were better in both color and aroma.

He took a little of each and was immediately captivated by their deliciousness.

"Delicious!" Tang Quantong said. "Old Jiang, you're really good at managing production teams. What do you think about me opening a food factory in the commune and making these kinds of products? Would that work?"

Jiang Baohua was still enjoying his meal, but he couldn't eat anymore because he had elderly people and children at home.

"Of course."

Tang Quantong reached an agreement with Jiang Baohua unilaterally, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Old Jiang, when the food factory opens in the future, I'll save a place for your family."

Jiang Baohua had no choice but to support him.

As soon as Da Dan and Er Dan, Da Ya and Er Ya left, they rushed out of the room, each grabbing a handful of snacks and running outside.

Zhou Guizhi said angrily, "Are you starving? Why are you robbing me? If you rob me, there won't be any left to eat."

She put the cookies from the bamboo basket into a bag and told Da Dan to return the basket, saying, "Don't go asking your aunt for food anymore. Aren't we giving you enough to eat every day?"

She took some to the two elders, saying, "Dad, Mom, Huanhuan made some snacks and brought a lot over. Would you two like to try some?"

The two elderly people could speak well and each ate a little. "Delicious! This child is really clever and skillful."

"Yes, Xiao Wu is so lucky. I always said Xiao Wu was such a pitiful child. Luckily, he met Huan Huan, who is also a caring person."

Jiang Xingye, who was very considerate, was pressuring Xu Qinghuan to go to the mountains with him. "We're going tomorrow morning. We can't put it off any longer. Who knows if your medicinal herb seeds will even survive after we plant them?"

His voice trembled slightly, "Shall we stay in the mountains for the night?"

Xu Qinghuan tugged at his cheek, "Stop trying to coax me. Do you think I don't know you're the one who can't wait? All you think about all day long is this?"

Jiang Xingye pulled her into the room, closed the door, and pressed down on her to kiss her. "I just want to. If I don't, I'm not normal."

The hot breath hit Xu Qinghuan's neck. She tilted her head back, revealing her snow-white swan neck. Her clothes were slightly disheveled, and Jiang Xingye's hand slipped under the hem of her clothes.

It was cold, but his lips and hands were burning hot.

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