good old days

Chapter 73 Selling Soap

Before dawn, Chen Xiuyun walked to the back of the county meat joint factory with 30 yuan soap.

The weather was colder than before, but Chen Xiuyun still covered her head carefully, with only two eyes exposed.

There is a road behind the meat joint factory, and behind it is a forest. It was only daylight when Chen Xiuyun arrived behind the meat joint factory.

People who come here to do business are all in the woods, standing or squatting about ten meters away.

Chen Xiuyun looked around, seeing that this place was really easy to run around, she felt relieved.

"Big sister, give me two pieces of jujube cake."

Although Chen Xiuyun covered her face, the pork seller could recognize her at a glance from her appearance. During that time, he saw her almost every day. He bought two jujube cakes almost every other day. His family loved it. How can you not recognize it?
Chen Xiuyun came up to him and said, "We don't sell cakes today."

"Then what did you bring?" The pork seller stood up and looked at the basket carried by Chen Xiuyun.

One corner was lifted, and there were pieces of half-gray and reddish soap inside. The soap was printed with a pattern of three leaves. The soap board was upright. It seemed that there was no packaging, and the color was a little different. It was different from the ones sold in the supply and marketing cooperatives. They're all about the same, but it doesn't look as big as the soap in the supply and marketing cooperative, almost half the size.

"Does this work for you? Why are you selling it?"

Chen Xiuyun compared a finger, "No ticket, only [-] cents, washing clothes and washing hands can be clean and oily."

The people around who came to sell and buy things listened to the two of them talking, and when they heard the two cents, they felt that it was really a good deal. The soap in the supply and marketing cooperative not only cost tickets, but also sold for thirty-seven cents a piece, which is more than one yuan.

There are many people who are excited.

A lot of people came around in an instant, and when they got closer, the soap was almost half the size of the ones in the supply and marketing cooperative, but compared with [-] cents and [-] cents, it was still a bit attractive.

"You are not fake, are you? Will it be useless to buy it back?"

Chen Xiuyun said: "I'm not just selling it this time. If you buy it back today, you'll know as soon as you wash it. I'll come back in the future."

The price was really attractive, and there was no ticket required. In the blink of an eye, Chen Xiuyun sold it for [-] yuan.

With one piece of six in hand, Chen Xiuyun finally settled down.

This soap is really clean, and she is not afraid that others will come to her if it doesn't work after buying it back.

The new black market is indeed not as crowded as before. Chen Xiuyun didn't sell all the 30 yuan soap until after eleven o'clock.

Seeing that there was a mung bean seller who didn't need tickets, [-] cents a catty, which was four cents more expensive than the ones in the supply and marketing cooperatives. Chen Xiuyun bought four catties and went back.

With money in hand, don't panic, sold it for six yuan today, Chen Xiuyun remembered the wild vegetables that the two daughters at home had eaten recently, so she simply cut half a catty of pork for fifty cents at the pork seller.

The leftover meat was too thin, so the pork seller was embarrassed, so he posted a small piece of lean meat to Chen Xiuyun, "When will I make jujube cake again, my grandson wants to eat it."

There were no red dates at home anymore, and Chen Xiuyun didn't really want to make jujube cakes anymore. She was moved by Jiang Xinyu, and she wanted to make mung bean cakes, which was indeed much more cost-effective than making jujube cakes.

"That's not a coincidence. There are no red dates. I'll make mung bean cakes. It's also delicious. Your grandson will definitely like it too."

Although the two don't know each other's name, they have developed some friendship after buying and selling things together.

Chen Xiuyun greeted him and left.

When they got home, Jiang Xinyu and Jiang Yuzhu were eating corn tortillas with pickles, and the porridge was corn mush.

On the ropes hanging in the yard, the clothes and bed sheets that the sisters had washed for half a morning were dangling.

Seeing that there were two pig panties in the basket, but no soap, Jiang Xinyu said happily: "It's all sold out, mom is too good."

There are still several hundred yuan in the family, and it will be a huge sum of money if it is sold out. If the family has money, will she not have to go to work?

Chen Xiuyun glanced at her, thinking that this girl's small mouth is really sweet.

Seeing that Comrade Chen Xiuyun took out a piece of meat, Jiang Xinyu was even more happy.

Although Chen Yi would bring her some food every week and take her to a state-run restaurant at least once a week, but now seeing this piece of lean meat, she was about to fly with joy.

Jiang Yuzhu served Chen Xiuyun a meal, and Jiang Xinyu talked happily around Chen Xiuyun like a bee.

Chen Xiuyun took out the mung beans and poured half of them into the basin.

"How did you make that mung bean cake? Steam a little tonight and send a catty to Chen Yi's family, and I'll sell the rest tomorrow."

Jiang Xinyu knew how to eat pickles and found them delicious, so she enthusiastically explained the steps of making mung bean cakes to Chen Xiuyun.

"Okay, okay, after the mung beans are soaked, you take me to make it." Chen Xiuyun was dizzy when she heard it.

Although I don't go to work and don't have to do long-term and labor-intensive physical work, there are a lot of these odd jobs at home.

After washing a bunch of clothes, the water in the water tank was used up, and it took a lot of time to lift the water to fill the water tank.

Jiang Xinyu couldn't afford to carry a pole, so she had to go to the side of the canal to carry buckets of buckets, her hands were all red.

Jiang Yuzhu went to dig a basket of wild vegetables and came back.

Jiang Xinyu felt sick when she saw wild vegetables, but she had to eat them.

The mung beans finally soaked and swelled, and the sky was dark.

After the fire was lit in the stove, the mung beans that had been washed many times were put into the pot and cooked. In order to save trouble, Jiang Xinyu did not peel the mung beans.

After taking the mung beans out of the pot, put them on a clean white cloth, wrap them well, and then roll them into mung bean paste with a rolling pin.

Because there are too many mung beans and the cloth is not big, it took a lot of time to roll all the mung beans into mud.

Then pour lard into the pot. Butter is used decades later, which can make the mung bean cake taste better and will not have other peculiar smells. Jiang Xinyu is afraid that the lard will smell, so she adds malted milk essence to the mung bean paste and stirs it. uniform.

Chen Xiuyun felt distressed as she watched the little girl hustle away the few good things at home.

Mix the oil and mung bean paste together, add a lot of sugar, and fry until the sugar is completely absorbed by the mung bean paste, there is no excess residue and water in the pot, and a large semi-solidified paste is filled out.

Immediately after, the shaped mung bean paste was divided into doughs of uniform size. Jiang Xinyu put the dough into a mold and pressed out patterns before rolling it out. A beautifully shaped mung bean cake was freshly baked.

Jiang Yuzhu admired again and again, "Where did you learn it, little sister?"

Jiang Xinyu said: "The last time I went to the waste station to pick up a few pieces of paper, there were many recipes and methods for making various pastries, I remembered them all."

"I asked Chen Yi to make this mold for me."

The mold is round, and the pattern inside is not complicated, but it looks like a mooncake when it is printed on the mung bean cake, but it is not as big as a mooncake, and you can eat one in a few bites. The printed mung bean cake looks very high-end.

Chen Xiuyun imitated what Jiang Xinyu did just now, and stuffed the dough into the mould, and one could be printed out in a short while.

In just ten minutes, nearly [-] small mung bean cakes were freshly baked.

Two catties of mung beans make about six catties of mung bean cake. Chen Xiuyun thought about it, one catty is one serving, one serving costs seventy-five cents, fifty cents for the cost of mung beans, plus oil and sugar, and a little malted milk extract, It can be sold for four and five yuan, and it can earn nearly three yuan.

Chen Xiuyun thinks this business can be done!I only go eight days a month, earn three yuan a day, and 24 yuan a month, plus soap, and the family will have income in the future, so I finally don’t have to worry about it!
(End of this chapter)