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    The days to come were ordinary. A week later, Wang Xinyi's stomach still hadn't moved. Zhao Tiancheng was full of cannonballs and lost a lot of weight.

    "Brother Zhao, let's go home, do you think you are like this?"

    "Xinyi, be good, you have to be obedient, otherwise I think I will be even more embarrassed than this."

    Wang Xinyi really felt sorry for Zhao Tiancheng.  This man is too old to worry about himself.

    Touching his belly, he spoke softly to the child, "Son, why are you so misbehaved? Why haven't you come out yet? Your father is in a hurry. It's been nine months, and you should come out to see everyone."

    But no matter how anxious the two of them were, there was no movement in their stomachs.

    It seems that it has been nine and a half months, that is, thirty-eight weeks, but the child is as stable as Mount Tai, and if he doesn't come out, he won't come out.

    Looking at the old couple, Zhang Hongmei really felt that it was not easy for them.  Wang Xinyi is better.  Every day a variety of soup supplements, the body looks pretty good.  But Zhao Tiancheng felt particularly anxious.

    It will be ten months soon.  Zhao Haozheng did not come back either.  There was no other way, so Zhang Hongmei took advantage of Saturdays and Sundays to go to his family's textile factory to check the accounts and lightly check the inventory.

    Zhao Tiancheng is not thinking at all now.  Being with Wang Xinyi all day, I still don't feel at ease.

    Zeng Zhongkang is the driver and has to be responsible for the sales of the textile factory.  Although they are all regular customers, the quantity and quality still need to be communicated.

    Seeing that the two of them had done a very good job, Zhao Tiancheng completely let go.

    This is only in the hospital, but I feel much better in spirit.

    Those ten people did not go home for the past two months, but went to the hospital to visit Wang Xinyi together, and they all brought gifts. Although it was just fruit, it still made people feel very comfortable.

    And his own farm and company are all in charge of Lauren Frain. The grain was harvested and dried, but it was not put into the warehouse, but was directly taken away by the trading company.

    Potatoes are also harvested and screened manually.  The ones that could be sold were given to the trading company, and the rest were wounded and small. Zhang Hongmei hired a few temporary workers to wash and peel the rest.

    A few days ago, I made a beater, beat all the pulp, and then hang the cotton cloth on the cauldron, the easiest way to leak powder.

    In the end, vermicelli were really made.  This is the operation process I saw at my grandma's mother's house in my previous life.  Didn't expect it to be possible.

    Cheng Guangxu looked at the vermicelli drying in the yard of the farm.  "Hongmei, why do you know everything?"

    "If you want to eat, you will be motivated."

    "Is sweet potato also made into sweet potato flour?"

    "Well, it's all made into sweet potato flour. How about your research on machinery? Can you design a machine for vermicelli?"

    "I have to think about it, I really haven't been exposed to these. I don't have any ideas.

    Hongmei, what happened to your movable cross on the cotton cloth?  "

    "Let me demonstrate to you. You see, the four corners of the cotton cloth should be tied to the four ends of the cross, because whether it is potatoes or sweet potato pulp, they are very sticky and not easy to leak. If you swing the wood up and down, see, right?  Can you speed up the falling of the pulp?"

    "It's true, but there are a lot of residues left."

    "It doesn't matter, you can wash it with water, remove the residue, and let the remaining liquid stand still, it will settle. Isn't this sediment just starch?"

    "Ah? We are all from the countryside, why do I think I am such an idiot in front of you?"

    Zhang Hongmei glanced at Cheng Guangxu and stopped talking to him.

    This is good, the vermicelli is dried, and the starch is also dried.

    After thinking about it, the potatoes on Zhao Tiancheng's farm should be the same, otherwise it would be useless to sell the rest.

    Go home at night, load all the vermicelli and starch into the small truck on the farm and pull it home.

    Zeng Zhongkang wants to drive a truck, but Zhang Hongmei has no objection, and she also dislikes the road being too bumpy.

    When I got home, I unloaded all the goods.  Shen Yunfang saw it and immediately smiled.

    "There are vermicelli? Is this starch? Let's eat hot and sour noodles tonight, and I will make tea soup for you tomorrow morning."

    "Hehe, the relationship has improved. I want to eat pork stewed vermicelli." Cheng Guangxu hurriedly told Shen Yunfang what he wanted to eat, and hoped to have it tomorrow.

    "Hehe, if you don't go out tomorrow, you can eat pork stewed vermicelli at noon. If you go out during the day, we will eat it at night."

    "Aunt Shen, we have to go to Uncle Zhao's farm tomorrow, so we'll meet again at night.??.  Hurry up and make hot and sour noodles, and I'll send them to Aunt Wang.  "

    "Hongmei, you'd better eat it first before sending it. Hot and sour noodles are very convenient."

    "Alright, then pack a third of the vermicelli and starch and send it to Annie. My stepmother must know how to eat it."

    After a few people finished eating, Zeng Zhongkang drove, and the two went to the hospital. Zhang Hongmei helped her make hot and sour noodles. The greedy Wang Xinyi swallowed hard.

    "I like this taste. Where did this vermicelli come from?"

    "It's from the potatoes that no one wanted after selling on my farm. I'll go to your farm tomorrow and also leak vermicelli."

    Zhao Tiancheng watched his wife happily eating, "Hongmei, don't buy any potatoes from the farm, it's better to turn them into vermicelli."

    "No need to do this, we didn't want to sell it, but just to eat it for ourselves. Too much is useless, and the same will be done with sweet potatoes in the future. You should sell everything that can be sold."

    "Hehe, listen to you. I just saw that your Aunt Wang likes to eat."

    The two came out of the hospital and went to Anne's house again.  They were eating, but Huang Meihua was still very excited when she saw the vermicelli.

    "I want to eat pork stewed vermicelli."

    "Hehe, mother-in-law, like Cheng Guangxu, you want to eat this. How about going to eat at home tomorrow night, let's have rice and pork stewed vermicelli?"

    "Okay, our family of four will go and let them try vermicelli."

    Early the next morning, I still drove two cars.  Zeng Zhongkang went to his family's farm and loaded all the equipment into the car.  Also brought two workers over.  Help out for a few days.

    The potatoes on Zhao Tiancheng's farm were small and not bruised, and vermicelli and starch were produced in a day.

    Because there were guests at home today, Zhang Hongmei left the truck to her workers and told them to come back tomorrow to help dry it. Zeng Zhongkang drove the two back home.

    "Cough! Tomorrow is Monday again, and I feel like I still have a lot to live."

    Zeng Zhongkang didn't know how to answer the call.  But I thought in my heart.  You're just having fun now.  This happy person doesn't want to go to school anymore.

    There is still more than a month left for the corn to be harvested.  Threshers are also available here.  Zhao Tiancheng's family also has cotton and soybeans.  The cotton must have been digested at home, and the soybeans were given to the ranch.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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