The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 280: Hiring a Hitman(4)_1

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Hiring a Hitman(4)_1

"Great Monk, you’re infuriating me! You can’t be so biased, you have to give me a bottle too, a big bottle." Si Jinhan, unable to defeat Hui Zhen, glared resentfully.

"Amitabha, Buddha said..."

"Your so-called Buddha’s teachings are bullshit, it’s all your own ideas." Si Jinhan started to curse.

"Master, at noon, I will make you sour and spicy fish. I have already prepared the homemade pickles." Lin Ziyin offered Hui Zhen a peace offering as she withdrew.

"Amitabha, in my previous life, I had a particularly close relationship with cows and chickens." Hui Zhen gave Lin Ziyin a knowing look.

"Yes, we have it all, sour fish is a new product." Lin Ziyin explained, then ran away.

"Favoritism." Si Jinhan continued to complain resentfully.

Unfortunately, Hui Zhen ignored him completely, "Benefactor, Buddha said, all people are equal, love..." Facing his nonsensical talk, Si Jinhan got so furious that he couldn’t say another word for a long time.

"Bring a writing brush with you tomorrow." Chu Suifeng ordered.

"Little girl, you never cease to surprise." Si Jinhan also sighed.

The impressive Lin Ziyin, after soaking for a while in hot water and then applying medicine, finally felt revived. It had been a long time since she had pushed herself so hard as she had that morning, getting hurt like when she was just starting to practice combat skills.

Thinking of her friends in the modern world, she felt a rush of nostalgia.

"Miss, where should we go first?" Qiaoqiao asked in front.

"Let’s go to the roast goods workshop first." Lin Ziyin answered.

In the roast goods workshop, the workers were busy in an orderly manner. Selecting, prepping, roasting, and packing; a full assembly line process. Everyone here wore clean white uniforms, the floor laid with green stone slabs, everything was spotlessly clean, not to mention the workbench, it was polished to the point that you could see your reflection.

"Miss, how should the ingredients for the ’luohan’ beans be done?" Wa Chuanhe asked, grabbing a handful of broad beans.

Lin Ziyin pinched a few beans, finding that the soaking and steaming was done right, the rest depended on how well they would fry.

"Wait a minute," Lin Ziyin said, "Come with me to the spice room first, let’s prepare some spices, then we can fry."

The spice room wasn’t a place that just anyone could enter, all the most important things for the roast goods were the spices and the oven, which Lin Ziyin didn’t trust the villagers around. People would always think of themselves when faced with self-interest, those without a bottom line were even more terrifying.

Having quickly prepared some seasonings and then let others carry it out, Lin Ziyin personally went over to the big fryer to watch the workers operate. The stove and the pot were in two separate rooms, how well it would turn out depended entirely on the cooperation between the fryer and the fire handler.

"Fry it until it’s about eighty percent done," Lin Ziyin commanded.

If the oil temperature is too high, it can easily cause overcooking, but if it’s not hot enough, the taste will be off. For the first few soups, Lin Ziyin personally supervised by the side until the person in charge of frying was proficient, then she felt relieved. There was also a bit of a trick to rolling in the ingredients, it must be done while the beans were still hot, and as there was a previous experience with green beans, the mixing personnel had gotten quite proficient.

Lin Ziyin looked at the ingredients in the oil pot, reminding the fryer to avoid letting it stick to the bottom of the pot.

"Master, don’t worry, we understand." Liang Zi said cheerfully. He and his wife made up one team, one in charge of the fire and one responsible for frying, and the two worked together seamlessly. Because of their large output, they made a lot of money last month. The couple were full of energy, knowing that as long as they worked hard, they would have good days ahead.

With the roast goods section settling down, Lin Ziyin and Qiaoqiao moved on to the bean product workshop. The bean product workshop was no longer just making tofu, tofu was also being made, and many large customers from Feng City’s restaurants came over to transport goods, but most of them were making small packages of bean products, all kinds of smoked tofu, stewed tofu, tofu stew, and stinky tofu were also jarred. This way they were able to be sold for takeaway.