Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

Chapter 12 Where Can You Sell Salt?

He didn't ask how much the sisters sold for.Instead, he found five copper coins from the purse in his arms. "It's hard to come to the market. Take your sister out to buy some snacks. Your mother and I rest here, waiting for you two."

Xu Xiumei rolled up her sleeves and reached for the money. "The kids are not safe by themselves. I'd better show them around."

In fact, Su Yunxue was a little surprised.Her family has always been frugal.She didn't go to the market with her parents a few times, and she didn't have pocket money before.She said nothing, shook her head, and took Su Yunman's hand. "Father, put it away, we have money."

Su Genliang hugged the frowning Xu Xiumei and comforted him: "Don't worry, Haichao's Shuxiu has been found, and Yunman has regained her senses. Our life will only get better and better."

Speaking of these words, Xu Xiumei almost shed tears.At first, they separated, and only got a few harpoons and a few pots.They left Lao Su's house penniless.

After several years of hard life, they finally earned a boat and settled down.But this year, Su Haichao's private school has a lot of expenses.Her little daughter's stupidity is also her heart disease.It hung heavily on her heart, tormenting her day and night.

Su Genliang knew her pain.He held Xu Xiumei's hand tightly, and repeated several times: "Don't worry, life will get better and better."

The couple held hands and looked at each other through tears.The two children over there slipped out of the cabin quietly.Su Yunxue took her younger sister to the sampan, untied the cable and a pole, and staggered forward in the crowd.

The two sisters didn't go to the market much, their eyes were wide open, looking left and right.Su Yunxue was a bit well-informed, and showed Su Yunman one by one interesting and beautiful things that passed by.

"Yunman, look to the left, it's the little sugar man." Su Yunman immediately stretched her neck to look.There was a long table on the deck of a big ship with a white flag and black lettering "Sugar Man Lee" on the prow.The sugar man took out a piece of light yellow sugar from the warm pot next to it, kneaded it into a ball on the cutting board, stuffed it into the cowhide tube, blew on it, and adjusted the tone.After a while, a chubby carp was blown.

The child who got it shouted excitedly: "Father, look at the whiskers of these carp!"

The boat in the canal drifts slowly.The two sisters watched with great interest as Sugar Man Li made a few tricks, then turned their heads and continued walking.

Su Yunman poked her sister, "Sister, where can I sell salt?"

"What are you doing?" Su Yunxue looked at her in surprise. "There are no salt sellers in the market. Only officials can sell salt."

"Ah? Is there no other place to sell salt?" Su Yunman was disappointed.Instead, she remembered that the ancient salt and iron seemed to be monopolized by the government.She frowned, not knowing how to convince her parents.Unexpectedly, Su Yunxue came over and asked in a low voice: "What do you want to do?"

"I want to make salted eggs," she leaned closer to Su Yunxue's ear. "Sister, we can marinate the duck eggs before selling them."

"Hmm..." After all, Su Yunxue was a few years older than him, pretending to think for a while. "Well, I remember that the salted eggs made by my grandmother's house are delicious."

"Sister, do you agree?" Su Yunman opened her eyes wide and quickly lowered her head. "Unfortunately, we can't buy salt. How do we do it?"

Su Yunxue patted her on the head. "I just wanted to praise your ingenuity. Do you still want to use official salt to make salted eggs?" After Su Yunxue's explanation, she finally understood that although official salt can be divided into good salt and bad salt, even if you use the worst It is also a prodigal act.Generally speaking, people use salt blocks cut from the mountains to pickle salted eggs and bacon.

While the government bans private sales of salt, it still turns a blind eye to unfiltered rock salt.

(End of this chapter)