The female supporting role of the oil bottle engages in introversion in the chronicle

Chapter 11
Fang Qingyu secretly remembered that it was from the Jiang family, so he said why he had never seen her before.

It's just why she went to Zhao's house to borrow bicycles instead of coming to their house, their house also has them.

Naturally, Fang Qingyu would not have thought of how stingy his mother was, and she was not willing to borrow the bicycle at all.

He moved the small stool back home, and planned to ask his mother to ask the Jiang family tomorrow if they wanted to see each other.

Thinking of that fair and tender face, he felt very happy in his heart. With such good academic performance, he might be able to be admitted to graduate school in the future and have a good job in the city. She should be satisfied with him, right? ——
Brother Jiang pedaled his bicycle very fast, and ran to several butcher shops in a row. Most of the pork will be sold out, but almost no one wants pig intestines, so they plan to throw them away. Some shops see that they want to sell them at a low price .

In the end, Jiang Ningning received at least a dozen catties of pig intestines, and only spent a dime.

Her arms were sore while sitting on the back seat, and her buttocks were also bumped.

Finally, when she got home, she was liberated.

Brother Jiang went to return the bicycle, and the Jiang family gathered around to help with the pig intestines.

It is still very fast for five people who wash more than ten catties. After washing, put the seasoning in the pot.

Turn off the heat and put the lid on and let everyone go to bed.

"Ningning, can you and your mother go to sell it tomorrow? Do you want the second child to stay at home and take you?" Jiang Guorong asked worriedly.

"No, the bicycle can only seat two people." Jiang Ning shook his head.

"Ningning, why don't you go with the second child, and I'll go to work instead, otherwise neither of us can ride a bicycle, so it's inconvenient."

Li Lan'er is not only because she doesn't know how to ride a bicycle, she also doesn't know how to sell things like selling things. A smooth-talking second child will always be better than a dumb like her.

Jiang Ningning knows how to bike but the original owner doesn't. In order not to reveal her secrets, she had no choice but to nod, "That's fine, I'll go with my second brother."

She thought in her heart that when she had money, the first thing to do was to buy a bicycle, otherwise it would not be good to always borrow someone else's.

"Tomorrow, why don't you give Aunt Zhao two eggs. After all, we have borrowed so many bicycles, and our family can't help them."

Jiang Guorong suggested that he still understands the principle of repaying people's kindness.

"Yeah, Aunt Zhao gave me a handful of toffee today." Jiang Ningning remembered the toffee in his pocket.

She stretched out her hand to grab it, and divided two of them.

"You keep it for food, I won't eat it." Li Lan'er didn't answer.

"I don't even eat sweets, so I panic, you children eat." Jiang Guorong also said.

Jiang Ningning forcefully put it into their hands, "Each of us will eat two."

"You." Li Lan'er looked at the candy in her hand, thinking of the fluffy chicken cake today, her eyes were sore, Ningning's sensibleness now made her helpless.

Brother Jiang looked at the candy in his palm, stuffed it into his pocket, and didn't refuse.

Brother Jiang San was young and had never eaten candy, so he was very happy, and his younger sister said he wanted to eat it, so he didn't shirk it.

"If you look good, you get preferential treatment." Brother Jiang peeled a piece and put it in his mouth, the sweet milky fragrance exploded in his mouth.

He went there several times, but Aunt Zhao didn't give him candy. Sure enough, people are different.

"Sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow." Jiang Ningning actually didn't understand why Aunt Zhao gave her candy. Hearing what his family said, he obviously didn't have a particularly good relationship with the Zhao family.

"Of order!" Brother Jiang accepted his order and went to lay the carpet. He was tired and looking forward to tomorrow.

The family went to bed early.

The next day, Second Brother Jiang went to Aunt Zhao's house with an egg to borrow a bicycle, but was finally pushed back by the other party, saying that if there is anything for borrowing a bicycle, they are all from the same village. Maybe they will pay some money when they come to borrow things in the future.

In the end, Brother Jiang was told that he could only come back with eggs and a bicycle.

Jiang Ningning sat in the back seat holding a large bucket of marinated pig large intestines and screamed. When she got to the booth, Jiang Erge led her to stand in an open space.

Other stall owners came around one after another, selling all kinds of things, and the aroma in their barrels wafted out, making others curious.

Jiang Ningning took out the disposable plastic bag and scale from the upper layer of the bucket and put them on the lid.

I picked up some more with chopsticks and spread it out in a bag, and poked the second brother next to me, "Shout, it says it sells marinated ingredients, you can try it."

Brother Jiang's face froze: "?"

He was a little embarrassed, but thinking of his younger sister getting up early to tidy up the pig's large intestines, and her health was finally getting better, he couldn't make her work too hard.

In fact, Jiang Ningning didn't think too much about it, he just thought that he was a big man with a loud voice, and his voice was more sonorous.

"It's selling marinade, very delicious marinade, you can try it, it's absolutely delicious!"

Brother Jiang shouted very shyly, but he couldn't resist the smell, so people came over one after another and asked, "What kind of marinade? It smells good."

"The pig's large intestine is very clean after a special cleaning method, you can try it."

Jiang Ningning lifted the stewed meat in the bag and opened it, thinking that he would have to buy some toothpicks later, otherwise it would be inconvenient for the guests to squeeze it with their hands.

Fortunately, the woman who came here didn't dislike it either. She stretched out her hand and squeezed a piece into her mouth. She chewed it and praised: "It's really made without any strange smell. It's even more delicious than meat. How do you sell it?"

"One yuan per catty." Jiang Ningning's bid was based on the price of meat at one yuan and one catty, and she knew very well that if she sold it for a while, the price of pig intestines would be increased.

"Give me three catties." The woman was very forthright, although she said that pig intestines were not worth much, but what they could make was better than meat, so it was worth the price.

What's more, her children are very picky recently, and they are tired of eating meat, so they urgently need a new taste.

"Okay." Brother Jiang was overwhelmed with surprise, and immediately began to weigh the other party with a spoon.

Honestly weighed three catties and handed it to the other party, and the other party gave him three yuan, and then walked away.

The people watching from behind also stepped forward to try it out of curiosity, "Is it really that delicious?"

"I'll try it too."

After several people tasted it, they were all surprised by the taste, but some people left after eating it.

Those who finally bought it weighed six catties in total, and there was not much left in the bucket. The speed of the sale was surprising.

Brother Jiang counted the nine yuan in his hand and was very excited.

The elder sister who sells mung beans next to me came over curiously, "Is it really so delicious?"

"There's still some food for you to try." Jiang Ningning handed her a few pieces from the food bag.

The lady selling mung beans picked up one piece and fed it to her mouth, then gobbled up the last two pieces as well, "It's really delicious, and something like pig intestines can be made like this, it's amazing! Look, I used mung beans to share with you. Can I change it?"

"It's ok, but I don't have much left here, at most I can weigh out half a catty and exchange it with you."

"No problem, half a catty is enough, mung beans are only ten cents a catty, I will weigh five catties for you." The eldest sister who sold mung beans was very straightforward, and immediately weighed them out for her.

Brother Jiang also weighed out half a catty for her, and there was only a little pig intestine left in the bucket.

(End of this chapter)