Doomsday wearing female honor: I rely on space to farm and raise my husband

Chapter 63 Selling Fried Mushrooms
Seeing the grandson and his wife who came with their son-in-law, Mrs. Zhang said, "Young girl, you and brother Lin are here!"

"Grandpa, my wife and I went out for a walk. Seeing that Dad was coming, we followed my wife." Zhang Zelin saw his grandfather when he went to his grandma's house, and he walked slowly towards him and said.

Xia Ye said from the side: "Brother Lin, this is too much food, my daughter-in-law will accompany him out for a walk."

Mrs. Zhang was amused when he heard it. His grandson suffered from severe morning sickness two days ago. Unexpectedly, his granddaughter-in-law could still keep his grandson fed.

Several people chatted for a while, and Zhang Ren came to Mrs. Zhang's house with his husband and children. "Yo! Everyone is here!"

"Auntie is here!" Seeing Zhang Ren's family walk in, Fang Qing got up and gave her the stool.

"Girl Qing, don't get up, there is an empty stool next to you, what are you doing?"

Mrs. Zhang saw that everyone came together. He took three sons-in-law and began to wash the wild mushrooms. After they washed out the mushrooms, several women carried the mushrooms to the kitchen and started frying them. After a while, there was a scent from the kitchen.

Fang Qing smelled the fragrance, and felt that Mrs. Zhang was willing to let go of the oil this time, and the fragrance smelled different when it wafted out.

"Grandma, when you ask auntie and the others to sell, ask auntie to take out some and put some in a bowl for customers to taste."

Mrs. Zhang was puzzled why she had to let customers taste it first. Don’t they just sell what they buy? .

"Customers taste it and think it's good, so they will naturally buy more." Seeing that the old lady was puzzled, Fang Qing told the old lady some marketing methods, and when she finished speaking, the old lady's eyes sparkled.

"Young girl! According to what you said, wouldn't it be easy to buy fried mushrooms like this?"

"I don't know if it's good or not, but I think there must be a lot of people who like to eat." After Fang Qing and the old lady said this, they continued: "Grandma, let my aunt and three cousins ​​try it first tomorrow morning. If it’s easy to sell, let my father-in-law and the others take advantage of this time to pick more fungi and come back.”

Mrs. Zhang is old and refined. She listens to her granddaughter-in-law, and she knows what her granddaughter-in-law is worried about.

"Girl Qing, I'll let them go early tomorrow morning."

Fang Qing chatted with the old lady and saw that it was getting late, so he took her husband home. At night Zhang Zelin lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"My wife, I'm worried that my aunt and the others will sell fried mushrooms tomorrow morning, what should I do?" Zhang Zelin thought in his heart that he must not fail to sell them!After all, grandma gave money to the wife...

Fang Qing has lived with him for such a long time, how can he not know what he thinks, this man!Her shadow is always in my heart and eyes, as long as it is about her, this person is always nervous.

"Brother Lin, you should relax and sleep well. Auntie and the others will definitely be able to sell. If it's not easy, I'll go to Jufulou and talk to Wan Ran. How about asking her to help?"

Zhang Zelin heard his wife said that he went to Jufulou to find shopkeeper Wan, and he was very happy and happy. It was his blessing that the wife took such good care of his mother, but he was the husband of the wife, so he couldn’t let the wife go there for her mother’s sake. own someone.

"My wife, I'm just thinking about it, don't go to Shopkeeper Wan!"

Fang Qing stretched the quilt for him and said, "I see the situation. I pointed out this road to grandma and the others. If the fried mushrooms are not easy to sell, I am also partly responsible. I will definitely help them find a way out."

"Master wife!"

Everyone in the Zhang family couldn't sleep at night, so Zhang Ren brought his daughter Zhang Yuehua to his natal home early in the morning, and went to the city with his eldest sister.

Seeing the children who were going to the city with the clay pots on the ox cart, the old lady Zhang worried and said: "Sister Meng, Sister Ren, you two take three children, you should be more careful. "

Zhang Meng drove the ox cart to the door, and she said to the old lady: "Mother, I'll save you, it's raining outside this early in the morning, you should go back inside."

"Young girl!" Zhang Meng drove an ox cart to his niece and daughter-in-law's house, and met the person at the door.

"Auntie... When you set up a stall, remember to let the guests have a taste."

"Don't worry, auntie." Zhang Meng answered her nephew and daughter-in-law with a smile.

"Wife master, are the aunts and the others gone?" Zhang Zelin woke up when his aunt came to drive an ox cart, and now he is sitting in the living room embroidering patterns and colors on the children's clothes.

Fang Qing saw that he was embroidering again, "Auntie and the others have gone, do you want to go back to your room and sleep for a while?"

"No, I can't sleep now, I'll take a lunch break at noon."

Fang Qing didn't force herself when he said she couldn't fall asleep. She talked to her husband and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for the two of them. After breakfast, she asked Wang Erzhu to build a house in the paddy field.

Zhang Meng, who was going to the city, came to the market. She and Sanmei scooped up some fried mushrooms and put them away. When someone asked them, they would let them taste it.

"Hey! What kind of food do you have?"

Just as Zhang Meng and Zhang Ren had set up their stalls, when someone came to ask questions, she remembered what her nephew and daughter-in-law said, and now she was introducing their fried mushrooms to others.

"Miss, this is the wild mushroom fried by our family. Miss, can you taste it?" Zhang Meng was talking to the woman, took out a bamboo stick from another bowl, and picked some mushrooms for her.

Smelling the aroma, the woman took the food Zhang Meng handed her, and her eyes lit up instantly after taking a bite.

"Old sister, your fried mushrooms are so delicious, how do you sell them?"

"Miss, this is made by our family. You can also see that we use a lot of oil. The money is fifty cents a catty."

The onlookers gasped, and it sold for fifty renminbi, which is much more expensive than a catty of meat. Fifty renminbi can sell two catties of pork.

When Zhang Meng saw everyone's reaction, she felt uneasy, wondering if her price would be a little higher, and then she remembered what her niece and daughter-in-law said, this thing is expensive and time-consuming, if the customer's fifty cents is too expensive, then these people don't It doesn't matter whether it's for sale, she felt a little more confident when she thought of this.

The woman who had just tasted the taste shook her head when she heard the words of the onlookers and said, "It's just right to take it home with wine, and this lady uses a lot of oil, and the taste is rare." When the woman said this, she Looking at Zhang Meng, "I would like to trouble this young lady to give me two catties."

Before Zhang Meng could react, Zhang Ren, who was on the side, quickly packed three catties for the woman.

"Miss, are you pretending too much for me?"

"Miss, today is the first day we set up a stall. Buy two catties and get one catty free. The catty I weighed for you is just right."

After hearing Zhang Ren's words, the woman smiled and took her things and left. After the woman passed by, some of the crowd watching could not help but taste the mushrooms that Zhang Meng and the others had put out. Everyone who tasted it bought some back, and Zhang Meng and the others bought them all in less than an hour.

Zhang Meng and Zhang Ren looked at the big empty earthenware pot, and they looked at each other, and they could see each other's meaning in each other's eyes. They took their three children and hurriedly put away the booth, and went back to pick mushrooms.

"Hey! Miss, do you still have the fried mushrooms you sell?" the visitor asked panting.

When Zhang Xiaoling saw the person Xiao ran to them, she said to him: "Miss, I'm really sorry, the fried mushrooms we brought today are sold out, if you need them, why don't you come here and buy them from us tomorrow? "

　Babies: This book will be on the shelves on the 12th, and I have a few words to say about the launch of "Gauze". "First of all, I would like to thank the babies who have supported me all the way. Regardless of whether you will follow up after it is released, Qingsha will thank you for your affirmation."

　　Finally: Qingsha will not be long-winded, and once again thank you all, thank you for your company and support... I love you! ! !

　　
　
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