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Chapter 127 Bean Sprouts Overwhelming

After being beaten, Jiang Xing was out of breath from crying, but Mrs. Jiang still felt that it was not enough to relieve her anger. After all, even if the beating was over, it still couldn't stop Jiang Youcai from selling bean sprouts.

"Mom, why don't we go to their house..." Xu Hong hesitated.

"Who are you going to play? Jiang Youcai has three brothers, who in our family can fight?"

Mrs. Jiang originally had three sons, but two of them have stopped listening to her. How can she compare with others?

No wonder everyone is willing to have sons. If there are many sons, if there is any problem, a few people will stand there to see who dares to bully.

This boring loss can only be eaten bravely, and the price of bean sprouts has also been reduced to eight cents.

But immediately afterwards, Jiang Youcai was reduced to Qimao again, and Jiang Weimin was also reduced to Qimao.

Jiang Youcai sold Liumao again, and the last two were stable at Liumao.

After doing this, everyone can eat bean sprouts for a lot of benefits, and more people buy them. After all, it is cheaper than the green vegetables of Jiang Niach!

"Chaozi, how did your bean sprouts grow? You go home and learn, and tell me secretly, and I'll give you a catty of sesame candy!" Someone was not as smart as Jiang Youcai, so he had to pay attention to other things, and Jiang Chao was finally chosen. , because he is the best at cheating.

Sesame candy?He doesn't care about this.

He has eaten a lot of delicious snacks recently.

"I don't want sesame candies, I want meat pies, the kind sold in the county town, and fried cakes!"

Fried cakes are made from glutinous rice, filled with red bean filling, and deep-fried in hot oil. It is a little sweet and soft.

Like Jiang Weimin, he likes to eat sticky things like glutinous rice.

"Okay, as long as you tell me, I'll buy it for you, half a catty of each!"

Jiang Xing had just been mistaken for telling someone how to grow bean sprouts and was beaten. She lay there for several days. Although Jiang Chao was a little scared, he still did it under the temptation of meat pies and fried cakes.

There are a lot of bean sprouts distributed at home every day, he chased after them a few times, and then he understood, then turned around and told the person that the meat pies and fried cakes he got in exchange were delicious outside secretly looking for a place to eat.

Soon, Mrs. Jiang found out that many people in the village stopped buying bean sprouts. Not only did they not buy bean sprouts, but they all sold bean sprouts, even in other villages. Someone told her relatives.

Bean sprouts flooded the market, and the overall selling price dropped by another ten cents, while soybeans and mung beans rose a little because more and more people bought them.

This makes bean sprouts more and more uneconomical.

Mrs. Jiang was devastated.

If you don't sell it, you can't finish it if you buy so many beans at home. You will lose money, and you can't sell them at a high price.

As for Jiang Niach and Jiang Weiguo, because they were the only two selling vegetables, no one competed with them, so they still made a lot of money.

"Are you dreaming again today? Did the gods teach you other ways to make money?"

Jiang Xing wakes up every morning, and when she opens her eyes, Mrs. Jiang is sitting beside her bed and staring at her, scaring her half to death.

There is no way to make money, but a lot of nightmares.

"No." She said with a pale face.

Mrs. Jiang did not beat her because of this, nor did she punish her for doing this or that. Instead, she always stared at her with faint eyes, which made people shudder.

Jiang Xing knew that Mrs. Jiang was afraid that the gods would be angry, so she didn't give them instructions. If there was no way, she would beat her up in the end.

"Grandma, I had a dream today."

When Jiang Xing said that, Mrs. Jiang's eyes lit up.

"Quickly tell me, what can I do? If it's a good idea, I'll give you egg cake later!" She seemed like a kind grandma again.

She hesitated and said, "I dreamed that the gods taught me how to make tofu."

No one in their village knows how to make tofu, but if you walk a few steps, someone in other villages can make it.

If my own home made tofu, people in my own village would definitely come to his home to buy it if I could walk less.

Jiang Xing thought Mrs. Jiang was dissatisfied, and quickly said, "There is another kind of food called tofu skin, which can be eaten as a dish."

The old lady Pijiang had eaten it before, and it was really delicious. Most of it was served with cold dishes, and the most important thing was that it was only sold in the county, not in the village.

If they learned it, Jiang Weimin would be able to sell it in the streets.

Her smile immediately became more kind, and she touched Jiang Xing's head, "What a good boy, grandma will bring you chicken cakes to eat, and tell grandma how the tofu and tofu skin are made."

Leaving aside the bean sprouts popping up everywhere in the village, after Jiang Niqiu finished the slightly larger business of catering for the county leader's son's wedding, someone asked them to buy vegetables again, and this time they were from the city!

It turns out that the news that fresh vegetables can be bought in this small county of An County has spread to the city.

The other party came by train, because the distance is not far, so although the speed is not very fast, it will arrive in two or three hours.

This person claimed to be surnamed Wu, asked all the way off the train, and asked directly to Sun Fugui's street stall. After closing the stall, he sat on the back frame and was taken back to the village by him.

Jiang Niqiu was a little surprised when he heard that he came from Jiangzi City, "Boss Wu..."

Boss Wu's full name is Wu Sheng, and he is only 1.7 meters tall. Among the northerners, he is considered short in height, relatively stocky, and very travel-friendly.

"You don't need to call me Boss Wu, you can just call me Wu Sheng. I just run a small restaurant, similar to the breakfast stalls on the roadside in your county."

That being said, Jiangzi City is always more prosperous than An County, and there are more businesses.

There are only breakfast stalls in Anxian County, and there are also some mobile stalls. Like Jiang Weimin, they are carrying the burden to sell food, but there are no ones with a fixed appearance.

Wu Sheng's business is really not big, it's just a small roadside restaurant that sells lunch and dinner, noodles, stir-fried vegetables and noodle soup, but his ambition is very big.

There are more and more small restaurants in Jiangzi City. Although Wu Sheng's cooking skills are good, there are only a few dishes that he cooks in winter. There is nothing new and nothing to show for it.

A few days ago, I was listening to customers chatting, and I happened to hear that someone in An County was selling fresh vegetables.

Wu Sheng didn't believe it at first, An County is small and poor, and there are no green vegetables in the city, so why are there?
He thought about this over and over again, if he could really buy vegetables, he would be able to make more dishes in his restaurant, and more people would be willing to eat them.

Later, when the guest came again, he asked again to make sure it wasn't a scam, so he took the train to look for it, but he didn't expect it to be there, and many people in An County knew about it, so he found it right away.

"Father, what are you doing? I'm hungry." Seeing that Jiang Nixiu hadn't come back after going out for a long time, Jiang Yu pushed open the door and came over.

"So, it's time for lunch. You have come all the way, have a meal at my house, and try the vegetables grown by our house." Jiang Niach could only say.

Wu Sheng was also hungry, so he readily accepted the invitation.

He was in a hurry to buy vegetables, and he didn't look at it carefully before, only to realize that Jiang Niqiu's house was built quite nicely.

Along the way, he saw that the houses in the village were bungalows and adobe houses, but his family lived in a two-story building.

After entering the door, the stove was very hot and the warmth was overwhelming. Wu Sheng was so hot that he took off his coat.

(End of this chapter)