At the beginning, the abandoned wife brought two children, and became the richest man by farming and

After failing to make scallion pancakes last time, Zheng realized that her craftsmanship was not as good as Song Yiren's, and it was difficult to surpass her in eating.But who knows how to pick mountain goods? That little slut Song Yiren gives those two boys from the Qiu family several copper coins every day. One can imagine that she must earn a lot!
She doesn't know how to cook, so she must be able to earn the money for delivering mountain goods!I can't be as good as her!
So Mrs. Zheng stood guard at the entrance of the village early this morning, waiting for Yi Ren to come out so that she could follow.I didn't think about it, I waited left and right, I saw the old man driving the car out by himself.

"Then there are bamboo baskets on the cart?" Mrs. Zheng stretched her neck, and finally saw clearly that the bamboo baskets on the cart were used by Song Yi people in the past, and hurried to follow.

Although the ox cart was much slower than the horse cart, but Mrs. Zheng stumbled and followed for more than ten miles with her feet. Uncle Qing's car.He also lied that he was on the same road as Uncle Qing and arrived in front of Desheng Restaurant.When the accountant of the restaurant came out to greet him, he thought Mrs. Zheng was sent by Yiren, and he didn't stop him.

Until Uncle Qing left, Mrs. Zheng stepped forward and grabbed Mr. Accountant: "Boss! Do you still accept wild goods here?" Mrs. Zheng pinched her throat and blinked her eyes charmingly.

The accountant is nearly half a century old, and although he is a bit old-fashioned, he is still decent.There is a tough daughter-in-law in the family, and the woman in front of him is so young that she can be his daughter, how can he let her tug at her sleeves in the lobby of this restaurant.

He brushed Zheng's away and reprimanded: "You woman, you are so rude!"

Mrs. Zheng cursed secretly in her heart, "I'm so old, you look like that dried fish, why are you so proud?" But she smiled flatteringly on her face: "Master, I also have mountain products here! The price is low and the quality is good. Will our restaurant accept it?"

The accountant looked the young woman up and down, but did not correct him as the accountant, not the shopkeeper. After a while, he asked, "Which village are you from?"

"Songjiazhuang, from Songjiazhuang, Yiren and I are from the same place, and the mountain products are all picked in the same forest! I must be cheaper than her!"

"Do you know the quality and price of Song Yiren's mountain goods?" The accountant has worked in this restaurant for decades, so he naturally thought that it would be good to have some money left over.

"I don't know~" Zheng imitated the daughter of the town official's family, blessed Fu's body pretending to be shy, and lowered her head.

This action of hers made the accountant stunned in place, not understanding why she suddenly acted in such an artificial and shy state, but after calming down his beating heart, he still said, "If you can be with Song Yiren, The quality is the same, I will give you... four cents a catty?"

Chef Zhou gave Yiren seven coins a catty, and the accountant thought that since he was saving money, he should lower the price, but he felt that he had pressed too hard, so he asked with a guilty conscience.

Unexpectedly, when the words "Si Wen Qian" came out, Mrs. Zheng was so shocked that she didn't care about her shyness, and suddenly raised her head: "Yes! Yes!" He replied.

Mrs. Zheng didn't expect that the mountain goods were everywhere in that mountain. Although there has been little rain recently, but if you search carefully, there are still some mountain goods.When those things were brought to the market, not many people were willing to buy them. After all, be diligent, and you can pick a lot of them in an hour on the mountain. Who would spend money to buy them!At most, a large basket can be sold for one or two pennies.

snort!Song Yiren is so good at searching, she sells for four cents a catty, and can sell dozens of catties a day, but she only gives Aunt Li and the two silly boys of the Qiu family a few copper coins!These heartless people are also grateful to Dade!Pooh!WTF!Mrs. Zheng yelled at the side of the road and cursed.

After negotiating the delivery of mountain goods, Mrs. Zheng happily hummed a little tune, and got into Uncle Qing's ox cart on the way back.Compared with when he came here, he reluctantly took out a copper coin to ride in the car. When he returned, Mrs. Zheng was obviously more generous, so she took out a copper coin and handed it to Uncle Qing.

On Yiren's side, after a while, Aunt Li brought her eldest granddaughter Cuixi and grandson Erniu back, and called Sanmao Simao and Xiaotuanzi to go up the mountain.

"Auntie, if you have collected 30 catties today, you should come back earlier. Don't want too much. There are still some leftovers from the day before yesterday." Yi Ren reminded. "Come back early and help me make this moi ball."

"Okay!" Aunt Li responded briskly, picked up Xiaotuanzi, and walked lightly into the woods.

Not long after Aunt Li left, Uncle Shiqing called from the door: "Yiren, you entrusted me to buy the meat!"

Yi Ren heard the shout, wiped his hands on the rag, and hurried out. "Thank you, Uncle Qing!"

"It's easy!" Uncle Qing said indifferently. "In addition, Chef Zhou from Desheng Restaurant said that we will settle the bill together when you go."

"Okay! Uncle Qing, come pick me up at around Chenshi tomorrow."

"Okay!" Uncle Qing promised, he had already whipped his whip and left.Yiren turned around and walked into the yard, not paying attention to Mrs. Zheng behind the tree in front of the door. She got out of Uncle Qing's car early and stared at her for a while, thinking that if Song Yiren couldn't deliver the mountain goods tomorrow, she would die. With the look in his hands, he felt better again, humming a little song and went home to mobilize the whole family to pick mountain goods.

After seeing Uncle Qing off, Yiren returned to the yard, set up a small pot, cut the tenderloin into pieces along the muscle fibers, put wild shallots and a little shochu into the boiling water pot, and used it to stew the meat that Uncle Qing helped buy. Came back with the pork tenderloin.

When the meat was stewed, Yi Ren was not idle, and poured out sesame seeds and peanuts, fried and crushed them according to the previous steps of making moi balls, and put them aside for later use.

When the sesame stuffing was ready, the meat was almost stewed, and Yiren took out the meat and put it on the bamboo curtain to cool.After brushing, boil the washed red beans in a pot.

After the tenderloin cools slightly, she crushes the meat with a rolling pin, kneads it into fluffy cotton wool with the palm of her hand, and finally puts lard in the pan and fry it.

After a while, the unique sweet but not greasy taste of meat floss and the refreshing and mellow red bean smell came from the yard.Yiren cooked the salted duck eggs until only the yellow was left, put them in the meat floss, crushed them and stirred them evenly.Mix the rice flour and glutinous rice flour for the dough in proportion, and set aside for later use.

There was still a lot of green juice left after cooking the sage in the morning, which can be used for kneading noodles, so Yiren didn't cook any more.

After preparing everything, Yi Ren rested for more than half an hour before Aunt Li came back with a few children.

"What is this? Sister Yiren!" Sanmao looked at the large pottery bowls on the stove, filled with...things he had never seen before, such as the pot of green soup...

Aunt Li put down the little grandson she was holding in her arms and also came to see.Before he could open his mouth to ask, Xiao Tuanzi rushed to Yi Ren's lap.

"Mother! Erniu bullied me!" Xiaotuanzi hugged Yiren's thigh, complaining in a childish voice but angrily.

"Grandma, Si Yinyin hit me!" Erniu was only one year older than Xiaotuanzi, and the two children complained to their family members unwilling to show weakness, crying and howling loudly.

Aunt Li was a bit overwhelmed. According to the past, she educated several sons, quarreled and asked right and wrong, praised the right, beat the wrong, and apologized to each other if they were both at fault.But now this grandson belongs to his own family, he owed him first, and then he was beaten.The Xiaotuanzi over there belonged to someone else's family. Although it was wrong to hit someone, it was true, so it's no wonder that child.

Turning a deaf ear to the two children's loud cries, Yi Ren pulled them past, saw a bit of broken skin on Er Niu's head, and asked, "Si Yinyin, did you hit someone?"

Ever since Yiren came in, she had never been so strict with Xiaotuanzi. At this moment, she called Xiaotuanzi's full name so suddenly and seriously, Xiaotuanzi was so frightened that she stopped crying immediately.

"Yiren! It's not to blame for Yinyin..." Aunt Li felt her heart softened when she saw the tears in Xiaotuanzi's big grape-like eyes that were dripping down.