Mrs Zhang could not refuse Wenxiu's enthusiasm. After the water in the pali dried up a bit, Wenxiu scooped up some of the powder and cooked it into a bowl of potato powder to eat. Firstly, he wanted to try the taste this time, and secondly, he wanted to let Zhang Clan have a taste of the taste.

This time, she didn't let Song Xiaoyue rub the sticks again. Instead, it was Song Xiaoyue's turn to light the fire and learn how to knead the powder herself. Then, he followed his memories and, just like Song Xiaoyue before, ground a ball of powder into a strip. Although it was not as round and beautiful as Song Xiaoyue's shaking, it was still the result of her own hard work.

Wenxiu looked at the different sizes of the potato powder, but did not feel embarrassed at all. Instead, she was full of confidence as she spoke words of self-comfort.

This was the first time Song Xiaoyue saw her face so thick-skinned. She actually dared to praise herself without blushing. She was speechless and helplessly gave her a thumbs up!

Powerful!

Mrs Zhang was an honest person and did not know how to lie. After she finished a small bowl of potato flour, she nodded her head and said it was delicious. Then, he kept asking what he was going to do with the potato powder!

Wenxiu was thinking of using this craft to earn some money for her meal. She didn't expect Mrs Zhang to ask her how she did it, but just as she was thinking of how to return to Mrs Zhang, she heard Song Xiaoyue say, "Sister-in-law, Xiuniang wants to use this craftsmanship to earn some money for her meal. I can't tell you that!"

Her voice was mischievous and cute. Mrs. Zhang was stunned for a moment before she smiled embarrassedly. She quickly apologized to Wenxiu.

Grinding flour was not a secret process, and earning money with potato flour was only temporary. She shook her head and smiled, "Sister-in-law, after I earn some money, I'll teach you how to do it."

Mrs Zhang happily agreed!

"Sister-in-law, do you really think it's delicious?"

"Mm, I won't lie. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have been able to tell that it was made of potatoes! I think this potato flour is even better than that noodles! "

Although the White Mask was precious, his family could only eat it twice a year. But this potato powder, if it wasn't made by Wenxiu, she would never know about it, much less taste it.

Therefore, the Zhang clan's words were not without reason!

"Since it's delicious, can sister-in-law help me advertise it?"

"What is advertising?" Zhang's head was full of questions!

Wenxiu said, "If you meet someone from the village, just tell them that my potato powder is delicious when chatting."

Mrs Zhang finally understood. "Alright!"

Zhang Shi's mouth was soft from eating others. On her way back, she praised the potato powder cooked by others on the way. On the morning of the next day, she wandered around the village again. Thus, every family knew that Wenxiu had made potato flour and was planning to sell it!

The last time Wenxiu made the potato powder, it had caused quite a stir. The Li family's old and young came to their house to rob and scold her. Behind their backs, those long tongue-tied women had broken the backs of the Li family members. But he was also curious about what the potato powder looked like and how delicious it was. Did the Lee family really need to fight over it?

Mrs Fang was close to Wen Xiu's house. After hearing Mrs Zhang's promotions, her mouth was filled with a strong craving. Counting the number of people in the house, he wanted to go and get a touch of the elegant and refined autumn wind, but he couldn't seem to open his mouth. However, if she took out money to buy food for so many people, she would be reluctant to part with it. Furthermore, who knew how much that potato powder was worth!

The youngest son of the Fang Clan, Chen Chun Wang, was about the same age as Tree. He came back from playing in the mud and was covered in dirt. Children five or six years old were the most difficult to deal with. They could not be understood or scolded at will. Lady Fang kept on coaxing, but he just refused.

"Mom, Goudan ge said that potato flour is even better than white noodles. I don't care, I want to eat, I want to eat …" Little Chun looked at Lady Fang's sleeve, crying and making a ruckus, as if she was going to make things look good if you didn't buy potato flour to eat.

When Lady Fang saw her son, she frowned and was extremely conflicted. This little ancestor was her lifeblood, and she was counting on him to send her to her death in the future. If she let him down, what would he do if he didn't care about her in the future?

Little Chun Wan didn't know what was on his mother's mind, but he kept on yelling. When the two sisters heard that he wanted to eat potato powder, their mouths were filled with greed.

"Mother, little brother said it was so delicious, why don't we buy some and have a taste as well …"

"You damned girl, do you want money or not?"

Chen Xiu trembled from the scolding. He shrunk back his neck and returned to his room with an uncomfortable look on his face. Chen Fang's temper was even softer than Chen Xiu's. Seeing that her elder sister had been scolded, she also hurried back to her room.

Chen Xiu and Chen Fang did not dare to make a ruckus with the Fang family, but it just so happened that Little Chun Wang was the Fang family's nemesis. In the end, the Fang family was left with no other choice. They returned to the room, opened the wooden box and counted out 10 copper coins. After locking up the box and putting it back under the bed, they dragged Little Chun Wang to Wen Xiu's house.

At this time, there were a lot of people standing in the courtyard of Wen Xiu's house. They started talking at once.

Wenxiu dipped the ground potato powder into the clear water. The milky white ground bean powder looked really good in the water. Everyone saw that the color of the potato and potato was different, so none of them dared to buy it. They all stood aside to watch the spectacle.

"Don't we know the color of potatoes? How is this potato powder!? "

"But I saw Wenxiu grind soy milk at the mill with my own eyes yesterday!"

"I saw it too!"

"Then how come the color doesn't match?"

"I don't know!"

Wenxiu didn't get bored after hearing everyone's discussion. She smiled and called over the woman closest to the basin, "Sister-in-law, I processed this powder. It can be peeled before it was processed. The color is definitely better than the peeled one, and the taste is also much more exquisite. "If you don't believe me, buy some and go back and have a taste. If it doesn't taste good, return it to me. I won't take a single copper coin from you."

Wenxiu patted her chest in guarantee, but the woman still hesitated. After thinking about it for a long time, she said, "Two gold coins per catty is too expensive. One gold coin per catty is more than enough. This year's potato harvest was bountiful, one copper and three catties of potatoes. Your price has risen too much. "

Everyone followed suit and jeered. They wanted to make the literary talent a bit cheaper. Everyone was going to buy it and have a taste of its freshness!

Wenxiu was also not annoyed. With a smile on her face, she explained patiently, "What sister-in-law says is true, potatoes are cheap. However, in order to make potato powder, one had to peel, grind, and raise the powder. Finally, one had to filter out the residue. A jin of potato powder was enough to make it only for a mere four pounds of potatoes. If I sell you a copper coin, even if I don't earn money from human labour and firewood, I would still be at a loss, right? "I just want to eat a meal so that my child won't be hungry and won't earn black money!

When the woman heard this, she raised her eyebrows and asked, "Really?"

"It's the real deal!"

"Alright, I …"

"Xiu Niang, give me three catties first." Madam Fang stood at the back of the crowd for a long time, pondering over Wenxiu's words before taking the lead and shouting out. He then loudly said, "You just said that if you don't like it, you can refund it in full. You won't go back on your word, right?"