Tuan Chong is five and a half years old and started his fortune from farming.

Chapter 39 Turning waste into treasure
  Ten inches is equal to one foot, and ten feet is equal to one foot.

Four feet is equal to one horse, and three feet in this era is equal to one meter in modern times.

Fubao estimated that a piece of cloth today is equivalent to about 13 meters in modern times. For children, the cloth used to make a dress was one-third of that for adults.

After much picking and choosing, grandma and mother picked six feet of pink plain cotton and six feet of pink blue plain cotton for her.

For Song Yu, I selected seven feet of indigo solid-color cotton and seven feet of dark-colored cotton.

As for the smelly brother, my mother said that she would make clothes for Brother Yu first, and then use the remaining materials to make clothes for Brother Chuan.

Brother Chuan didn't understand beauty and ugliness yet, let alone that his new clothes were left over from his future brother-in-law. He only knew that he was very happy to have new clothes to wear and danced happily.

Song Yu smiled and said nothing, just took out a candy bar from his arms and stuffed it into Brother Chuan's mouth.

"sweet!"

Brother Chuan held the candy in his mouth and hugged his mother's neck obediently.

Besides his sister, his favorite is his brother!
  After choosing the children's, it's the adults' turn.

Whether it is the old Xu family or the Liu family, they are all focused on saving themselves. For their sons/heads, they choose wear-resistant coarse linen clothes.

For their own, they selected old stock cloths.

Finally, Mrs. Liu picked out a few rolls of thread. There was embroidery thread at home, which was different from the thread used to sew clothes.

When settling the accounts, the waiter specifically asked the shopkeeper for instructions and was given the lowest price.

Even so, I spent a lot of money to buy these cloths!
  Old Xu's body hurts, but the money cannot be saved.

Fu Bao quietly stuffed the money into grandma's palm and motioned to grandma to pay.

You can still make money if you don’t have money~
  After the family left Buzhuang, they went to the pork stall.

Now that the sun has hit three poles, the business of the pork stall is not very good.

Occasionally, flies were still flying around, but the butchers were waving their butcher knives in an attempt to drive away the flies~
  "Uncle Zhang~"

Fubao still remembered the other person's name and waved enthusiastically.

"Hey, little girl, why are you here today?"

Zhang DaDa was stunned for a while, and then he realized that he often bought his meat, but he always wanted that smelly pig to go into the water, what a little girl!

"Hey, uncle, I promised you that if my milk makes something delicious, I will bring it to you to try."

Fu Bao didn't recognize strangers at all and came to the pork shop very skillfully.

"Damn it, you girl still remembers it."

Zhang boldly just dealt with it casually, but he didn't expect that the little girl actually remembered it.

"Uncle, can you move here? My grandma has business to discuss with you."

Fu Bao covered his nose. It was okay if he didn't get close. But once he got close, the fishy smell was very strong.

Besides, it’s not good for outsiders to hear what we’re going to talk about next.

Zhang DaDa was startled when he saw an energetic old man behind the little girl, and a woman who often took care of his family's business.
  "Hey~"

"Old Ma, help me look after the stall."

He stood the butcher's knife in his hand on the chopping board and asked the brother at the butcher stall next door to help look after his stall.

"I know, bold brother~"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhang boldly made a gesture of invitation——

"Please come inside~"

It was said that it was invited from inside, but when we got up it was a makeshift warehouse made of wooden boards.

After the family came in, they looked around and found nowhere to stay.

"Ahem, it's a bit crude, but there is a bench here. You can sit down and talk."

Zhang Daudao was a vulgar man. His wife died in childbirth, so he left the child behind and stayed with his sister's house. He regularly sent pork and money there so that his sister and brother-in-law could take care of the son.

He sells pork here alone. If there is business, he will work. If there is no business, he will sleep on a sack.
  Fu Bao didn't know the other person's family situation, so he didn't ask much. He took out the wrapped jar from his backpack and asked;
  "Uncle Zhang, do you have a bowl?"

"Yes, wait a moment."

Zhang nodded boldly, rummaged through the cabinet and took out a bowl, washed it in a bucket, and then placed it on the table. ˆˆˆ “Wow~”

As the marinade from the earthen pot is poured into the bowl, a strange aroma fills the tip of the nose.

"Uncle Zhang, try the formula I developed using my milk. After eating, let's talk business."

Fu Bao made a gesture of invitation, thinking that this Uncle Zhang was living a rough life, and he was not as refined as her father~
  "it is good!"

Zhang nodded boldly, took out his chopsticks from somewhere, picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

good to eat!

Then he put down his chopsticks and looked around.

Ah, yes!

Taking the basket off the roof, there was a plate of cold steamed buns in the basket.

There was no time to heat it up, so I just made do with it.

Oh no, it’s still delicious!

Seeing that the other party was eating enthusiastically, Old Xu looked around silently, found the stove, and picked up the kettle on it.

Well, there is hot water in it, so I poured the other person a glass of water.

"Thank you, aunt~"

Zhang boldly wolfed down the food and burped when he was full and drunk.

The steamed bun was choking, but he couldn't bear to spit it out. What kind of meat was this? It was so fragrant. Let's eat the steamed bun!
  "You're welcome. It's my turn to thank you. If you hadn't fucked my son and daughter-in-law, I wouldn't have had the chance to develop braised food."

Mrs. Xu sincerely thanked her and then sat on the bench opposite.

"Pig into the water?"

After Zhang boldly drank the water, he was stunned.

How could such delicious meat come from pigs?

"Well, yes, pigs get into the water."

Old Mrs. Xu nodded, pointed at the jar and said:
  "My granddaughter promised you that if I make something delicious, I will bring it to you to try. What do you think of the taste?"

"It's delicious. Are you here to talk to me about the pig-in-water business?"

Zhang DaDa put down his chopsticks before finishing everything in the jar.

His stomach was full and his mind was clear.

"Yes."

Old Mrs. Xu nodded and continued:
  "Pig's waste is completely useless in the hands of others. Only I can clean it and cook it into braised food, making it a good thing that everyone likes to eat."

"Indeed, this braised food is delicious."

Zhang nodded boldly, and his tone suddenly changed:

"But you told me, and you're not afraid that I'll tell others that pigs can eat water?"

Mr. Xu is full of confidence and good at teaching:

"What's there to fear? In the entire Ping'an Town, and even in the entire Taohua County, no one knows how to make braised meat. Even if others know that the raw material of braised meat is pig offal, but they don't know how to make it, who will buy pig offal?"

"Old lady, how do you want to buy pigs?"

After Zhang boldly tested it, he showed weakness and gave the other party the right to speak.

As the other party said, if others can't make braised food, it will be worthless.

In this case, what the other party wants to talk to him about is the value of pigs in water.

Turning waste into treasure, selling pigs for money, and getting profits, why not do it?
  "Then we have to look at your sincerity and the quality of your delivery."

"What do you mean?"

"Listen to me and tell you slowly~"

"Want to hear the details~"

(End of this chapter)