Chapter 241: Chapter 242 Management Arrangement Chapter 241: Chapter 242 Management Arrangement On the day of Shutong’s return, everyone had finally achieved “Chinese cabbage freedom.”

After the day’s work had ended, Fu Yunhe made several decisions with decisive clarity.

“Farming and field division tasks from now on will be Wang Fu’s responsibility, including maintaining records of cultivation and harvest, and these will need to be reviewed after each harvest.”

Wang Fu stepped forward with a steady assurance and promised Fu Yunhe, “I will surely do a good job.”

“Zhang Hui will be in charge of the warehouse, keeping track of inventory movements, which will also be inspected every month.”

Zhang Hui wiped her hands nervously on her apron before stepping forward, her voice losing some its nervousness as she spoke, “I will surely do a good job.”

“For the small workshop, I have also selected someone,” Fu Yunhe said, not needing to consult the list, having committed the necessary information to memory.

“Li Fang will be responsible for the tofu workshop, and for its potential expansion and other such matters, you can make decisions as you see fit, just keep me informed.”

“Zhao Xi will take care of maltose production, and Sun Da will oversee the soy sauce workshop.”

Fu Yunhe temporarily announced these appointments, and everyone assured him earnestly that they would certainly do their best, without any fancy words of loyalty, mainly because they lacked the cultural level for it.

In the end, Fu Yunhe said to the others, “Our Boss still has many things to take care of, and each thing needs someone responsible, so there are many more opportunities to come.”

“Choosing these people today is because they excel in these tasks, and also because they work diligently and earnestly.”

Fu Yunhe’s words made it clear that having a skill plus hard work would always attract the Boss’s favor.

With simple management arrangements in place, everyone then dispersed.

Since there were no soybeans at the tofu workshop for the moment, it was temporarily closed.

Shutong didn’t want to go out looking for soybeans, so she simply decided to wait for her own soybean crops to mature.

During this time, she still had plenty of other tasks to attend to.

She had already butched the beef during the day, preparing to study recipes and cook them the next day.

The next day, Mr. Fan successfully made tomato beef brisket and stir-fried beef with green peppers, much to Shutong’s satisfaction.

She recorded Mr. Fan cooking so everyone could learn how to make these dishes, and at noon, each family came to collect their beef and went off to make their own creations.

As for her absence over the past few days from livestreaming, Fu Yunhe had been broadcasting some of the dishes from a previous banquet, which somewhat addressed the “yearning” of his online friends.

Today, after lunch in the small wooden house, Shutong started to research noodle making with Mr. Fan, accompanied by several others who considered themselves to be good at making pasta.

Everything started with dough kneading.

Saltwater must be added to the noodle dough, forming a very large lump for ease during the subsequent noodle stretching.

Once the dough was ready, Shutong took a circular object that resembled a plate and began drawing circles on a dough sheet that was over a meter in diameter.

“This step is called ‘sheet winding,’ drawing many concentric circles so the dough is divided into strips.”

After Shutong finished demonstrating, the other people started drawing their circles, and they all did quite well, proving their belief in their own pasta-making skills wasn’t unfounded.

“The next step is to hold one end of the dough and sequentially place each strip into a winnowing basket, coiling it neatly.”

“Then you rub it, to a thickness approximately that of a child’s little finger, and continue coiling it in the winnowing basket.”

Once this step was completed, Shutong brought out two smooth rods.

“These rods need to be secured in place, forming parallel horizontal lines, then take the coiled dough and wrap it around these two rods.”

“After it’s wrapped, hang it to the side for a second rise.”

After teaching them, Shutong slowly guided them to practice on their own, and once they got the hang of it, she left.

The dough needed time to rise; it could only be dried after it had properly risen.

They weren’t in a hurry; the risen dough could be stored in the fresh-keeping room and dried the next day.

At seven in the evening, Fu Yunhe’s livestream featured steamed crab, whose preparation was quite simple; the main aim was to teach viewers how to eat it.

And when the viewers in the live streaming room saw Fu Yunhe pick up the crab, they almost wanted to run away.

“My hand got pinched by one of these things.”

“It’s all shell, how do you eat it?”

“It kind of looks ugly, I can’t bring myself to eat it.”

“No worries, Little River’s streams are always like this; she’ll definitely still eat it.”

“Can you really eat this thing?” kept popping up in the comments.

However, having faith in Little River Live, the viewers steeled themselves and continued watching.

Of course, there were those who didn’t like it, such as the Chuan family’s second son, Chuan Weishuang.

In his eyes, Little River Live was just pandering for attention.

But he didn’t dare to make a peep, because his family, with Chuan Weibao at the forefront, had fallen bone-deep in love with Little River Live.

They hadn’t managed to snag any food that day and ended up watching a Little River Live replay, following the directions in the video to make something to eat.

Chuan Weibao even managed to eat a little, not much, but she didn’t throw up.

Now that was progress!

Since that day, Chuan Weibao started eating a few strawberries every day, careful not to eat too quickly for fear of running out.

In just three short days, she seemed to be less averse to eating.

And she herself fell completely in love with Little River Live; all the chefs at home began studying the dishes from Little River’s cuisine.

Today’s live streamed crabs were no exception. As soon as they saw Fu Yunhe take out the crabs, Mr. Chuan instructed the butler to go find some crabs.

When Little River’s live stream ended, the crabs at their home were also ready.

The entire Chuan Family sat around the dining table, with a recorded video in the center, showing the segment from Little River Live on how to eat crabs.

Following the steps from the video, Chuan Weibao was the first to try the crab.

“Oh–this is so delicious!”

Chuan Weibao thought that the steamed crabs were even better than those she had at restaurants her elder brother took her to.

They were incredibly fresh.

“Elder brother, elder brother, try this, it’s super delicious!”

Chuan Weishuang wasn’t overly impressed but couldn’t bear to refuse his sister either, so he reluctantly bowed his head and opened his mouth.

Chuan Weibao placed a piece of the white crab meat into Chuan Weishuang’s mouth.

After Chuan Weishuang swallowed, he remained still, his gaze that had been fixed outside now kept drifting toward the crabs on the table.

They seemed to taste a bit good.

The Chuan Family, munching on crabs, all saw the reluctant yet longingly craving Chuan Weishuang. In the end, it was Chuan Weibao who, holding a split-open crab, passed it over to him.

“Elder brother, I can’t finish it, would you help me eat this one?”

Chuan Weishuang let out an “ah” before taking the crab.

“You’re like a child, only I’d spoil you like this.”

After these words, he did not speak again–he was busy eating the crab!

Chuan Weibao watched her stubborn elder brother with a secretive smile and continued to grab another for herself.

Getting full? That was out of the question.

That night in the interstellar, who knows how many families were eating crabs.

Anyone who had tried them was completely conquered.

They all shared one sentiment: Little River Live, why did you only teach us now!