There are still a lot of steamed buns left in the morning, so you can eat them by steaming them directly in a cage. The noodles are ready-made. Although they have been dried, they may not taste as good as they were just made, but they are better because they are quick and convenient. Boil them in hot water, drizzle them with a spoonful of broth, and sprinkle them with some chopped green onions, and you can eat them.

So it didn't take too long to take a few bowls of steaming noodles and a few fragrant white steamed buns to the dining table and placed them in front of Zhang Erniu.

Smelling the fragrance that kept coming out around him, Zhang Erniu returned to Zhangjia Village from Xinfeng City. After walking dozens of miles, he felt his stomach almost roaring.

Zhang Erniu couldn't help but sniff, took a deep breath and said, "Ha~ It smells pretty good! Brother Ran, is this for me to eat? Then I'm not polite!"

As he said that, he quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a few noodles and sent them to his mouth, and started eating in small bites.

"Well, it seems to be very good!"

From the first bite, Zhang Erniu never stopped his chopsticks. He seemed to be chewing slowly and eating very slowly, but the speed was not slow. In just ten minutes, a large bowl of noodles was eaten by Zhang Erniu, and he didn't even let go of the noodle soup.

After drinking the last bit of soup in the bowl, Zhang Erniu put down the bowl and said with a little excitement: "The bowl made by Brother Ran...noodles...noodles are right? It's so delicious! I have lived in Xinfeng County for two or three years. Except for beef, mutton and fish sashimi, I have never eaten such delicious food. It's smooth and chewy, but it's not as stiff as ordinary corn. After being paired with the rich soup, the aftertaste remains!"

"It's good if my brother likes to eat it!" Zhang Ran said, picking up a bowl of water from the desk and handing it to Zhang Erniu, "Come on, brother! Take a sip of water and rinse your mouth. Then try the steamed buns I steam today, and try how it compares to steamed cakes!"

"good!"

Zhang Erniu followed the advice and reached out to take the bowl handed over by Zhang Ran, drank water, and rinsed his mouth! Then he picked up a big steamed bun from the bamboo basket and took a bite.

Zhang Erniu chewed the steamed buns carefully and commented: "Well..., it's soft and has a little wheat flavor. Is it made of wheat? Hey, it has a bit of sweet taste. Brother Ran, have you added malt sugar?"

"Haha..." Zhang Ran smiled slightly, not surprised Zhang Erniu's evaluation, and was even completely expected, so he slightly changed what he said to Sankui before, and took it out and said: "Brother, I guessed it well. The noodles and steamed buns are made of wheat and ground into powder. As for whether the steamed buns are malt sugar, it is actually not. The sweetness of the steamed buns is its own flavor. It tastes like the aroma of the meat when it is cooked!"

Zhang Ran did not explain to Zhang Erniu what maltose is and what amylase is. He directly told Zhang Erniu that the steamed buns are sweet and that's all. Anyway, he didn't understand...

"So that's how it is!"

Zhang Ran compared the aroma of meat, and Zhang Erniu suddenly understood, so he didn't care about why the steamed buns became sweet, but continued to praise: "This steamed bun tastes fragrant, soft, and sweet. How many times better than steamed cakes! Ran Geer, are they really made of wheat flour?"

Zhang Ran shook his head and explained: "It's not wheat flour, but flour. After the wheat is ground into powder, the bran of the wheat must be sieved to get clean flour! Only by using flour can you make delicious noodles and steamed buns."

"Oh!" Zhang Erniu nodded in a vague way, and then asked again: "Is the business that Brother Ran mentioned before, just these noodles and steamed buns?"

"Not bad!" Zhang Ran nodded happily and said, "Brother, what do you think of these two things? Can you make money by selling them in the market?"

"Well"

Zhang Erniu hesitated for a moment and said, "The taste is nothing, it must be a rare delicacy. But whether you can make money depends on the cost and cost. Ran Geer, how much does this flour cost?"

"That's it..." Zhang Ran pondered for a moment and responded simply: "If you want to make wheat flour, an old-fashioned stone mill is not good. You need to use the new stone mill I invented. In addition, it is mainly labor costs. If you calculate it carefully, it will probably be a little more expensive than millet!"

"That's OK!" Zhang Erniu nodded thoughtfully, estimated silently in his heart, and then said, "The new food made of these two flours tastes very good. It is much better than ordinary millet rice or steamed cakes, so the price can also be slightly higher than steamed cakes. I estimate that selling two to three cents per catty should not be a problem!"

"Two to three cents?"

After hearing this price, Zhang Ran secretly calculated in his mind that if it was two cents per pound, 120 kilograms per stone would be 240 cents. Moreover, whether it was noodles or steamed buns, they had to be mixed with water when making them, and the ratio was about 2:1, and the cost of water was basically zero.

In other words, a stone of flour can be made into steamed buns or noodles for 360 yuan!

The market price of a stone of wheat is about 60 yuan, and only about 70% of the flour per stone (brom is considered one-third of the bran). If the labor cost is not calculated, the flour per stone can earn at least nearly 300 yuan.

A full five times the profit! Zhang Ran didn't expect that a steamed bun seemed inconspicuous, but could have such a high profit. This is simply a robbery of money!

Marx once said: "Once there is a proper profit, capital will become bolder. If there is 10% profit, it will be guaranteed to be used everywhere; if there is 20% profit, it will become active; if there is 50% profit, it will take risks; for 100% profit, it will dare to trample on all human laws; if there is 300% profit, it will dare to commit any crime, or even risk the risk of being hung."

"Damn it, something will definitely happen with such a high profit, so be more aware!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Ran suddenly stood up and said, "Two coins are too expensive! Fish meat is only three cents per pound, I think it's better to be one cent per pound!"

"One qian?" Zhang Erniu widened his eyes and said in disbelief: "Brother Ran, the steamed cakes in Xinfeng County are almost sold for two pounds now. Your steamed buns are so delicious, but they are sold for only one pound? Are you kidding?"

"Well, steamed cakes are two cents per pound?"

Zhang Ran was stunned when he heard this, and then thought carefully that steamed cakes are usually made of millet. Now the price of each stone millet seems to be about 120 cents, which is one pound per pound. Steamed cakes cannot mix too much water, so if the labor cost is included, two pounds per pound is reasonable.
Chapter completed!