Who understands? I took the library with me to farm

Chapter 37 Going to the market
  Why is Father Feng like that?

This question bothered He Miao for most of the night, and he couldn't figure it out.

Ordinarily, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not say anything explicit and dirty last night. Everything was just speculation based on Yuen Long's crazy behavior, and there was no concrete evidence. According to Feng Qinkui's character, it was not like this at all. Furious.

Besides, according to the normal development of the plot, shouldn't he, as a father, pay more attention to this matter and be more concerned about it?

But he didn't care at all about what happened to his youngest son. Instead, he focused on He Miao's guess.

There's a ghost! There must be a ghost here! Father Feng must have some ulterior secret.

The sun still rises as usual, but He Miao stayed up late and overexerted his brain. He was lying on the kang, his limbs were weak and his heart was beating fast.

Staying up late is harmful! Even the original owner, a seventeen-year-old girl, could not bear to stay awake all night.

He Miao forced herself to close her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

Yuen Long got up and saw that his wife was still sleeping. He wisely spread his own quilt and went to play in the yard.

Mrs. Feng Liu also stayed awake all night, standing up to weave bamboo baskets. She wanted to use brainless mechanical labor to relieve her inner depression.

When people are in a bad mood, they can do handicrafts very quickly. I made a bunch of them in one morning and can almost go to town to sell them.

He Miao woke up and walked into the yard to stretch. When Feng Liu saw him, he hurriedly greeted him.

She looked at her tired eyes with dark circles and big bags under her eyes and said, "Miao'er, get up and go to the kitchen for dinner. I've made sesame porridge. After that, let's go to town."

Going to town again?

"Mom, you didn't sleep well last night. You should rest at home today instead of running around town." He Miao felt a little distressed when she saw her mother-in-law's face collapsed from staying up late.

It's really not worth consuming yourself like this for a man.

Mrs. Feng Liu blinked hard, braced herself up and said: "It doesn't matter, no, I have made enough baskets and baskets in recent days. It's time to go to the town to sell them, otherwise they will be piled up in the yard and get ashes."

He Miao nodded in agreement and helped organize the things to bring.

Has your mother-in-law figured it out? Also, nothing is as important as having a career. Instead of spending time and energy on men, it is better to make more money.

Ms. Feng Liu was still frightened by the robbers she met on the road last time, and she didn't dare to go to the town for a while. This time, she deliberately took her second son with her. Her wife hid in the shop and refused to go home, while her eldest son went to the fields to take care of her. Of the crops, only the second child is left.

Although she was accompanied by her third daughter-in-law, who was very reliable, she didn't want to take any chances. She felt more at ease with more people.

Men are creatures that cannot be relied upon too much, but they must be used when necessary and cannot be left idle.

Originally, he didn't plan to take the third child with him, as he could save a lot of travel expenses, but when Feng Yuanlang saw that his wife was going on a long trip, he had to stick to her for life and death. He Miao couldn't convince him with two comic books, so he simply let him follow her.

Before leaving, Mrs. Feng Liu collected a small basket of eggs and a basket of freshly picked vegetables.

We grow several kinds of seasonal vegetables in our small vegetable patch, and we don’t want to eat more of them on weekdays, so we take advantage of the opportunity to go to town to collect them in exchange for money.

Since Chen Xiu'e was severely beaten, she has become much calmer. She doesn't talk much, and she doesn't even do embroidery work.

Maybe he was extorted from all the money he had saved from selling embroidery, and he was so irritated that he had to wait for a while before he was in the mood to pick up needlework and embroidery fabrics again.

Mrs. Feng Liu didn't ask her second daughter-in-law much. Anyway, she had plenty to eat and plenty of clothes to wear. If she didn't want to do embroidery work to save more money, others couldn't force her to do it.

Feng Erzhuang has no money to make a living, and he has been hunting for nothing for nine out of ten days. If the second wife cannot pay the family property at the beginning of next month, Feng Liu, the mother-in-law, will definitely not say anything. After packing up everything, we went to Uncle Duan's house to take a ride. There were two other villagers who wanted to ride in the donkey cart today, and together with the goods brought by the Feng family, the six of them were sitting close to each other.

Along the way, the donkey cart was overwhelmed and the walking was very strenuous. The little donkey was panting from exhaustion. Uncle Duan couldn't help but feel sorry for his family's "car".

After finally reaching the city gate, Uncle Duan quickly helped the people down and unloaded the goods. Everyone agreed to meet here before the sun sets.

Because we set out relatively early, it wasn’t time for the market to open yet.

Mrs. Feng Liu made arrangements: "Second brother, you take the third child to occupy a place first and lay out the things. Your siblings and I will buy some seasonings."

Basic seasonings can be sold cheaply at the stalls when the market opens, but vinegar has to be bought separately in the shop. Although Feng Liu is not particular about food, she loves sour things, especially vinegar. Very picky taste.

Generally, the vinegar sold in condiment shops has a bland taste and is not as mellow as the brewing bureau's. Their rice vinegar is known as "little wine", which means that it uses solid ingredients, sophisticated brewing technology, and outstanding quality, comparable to soju.

"Miao'er, let me tell you, you have to go to the Brewing Bureau to buy this vinegar, so that it tastes good! Sometimes, when I feel generous, I add some vinegar to my porridge!" Feng Liu taught him his secret Food experience.

Porridge with vinegar? No wonder she makes so many dark dishes...

He Miao also has her own preferences. She is very picky about the purchase of soy sauce. Last time she and her mother-in-law went out for the first time, so she was embarrassed to mention it. This time she brought enough money in advance and wanted to buy some soy sauce for cooking. .

Taiyou is actually a high-grade soy sauce. The fermentation process of Taiyou is very long. It is necessary to continuously add newly brewed soy sauce as water to the sauce base and brew it repeatedly for many times. After the sauce is fermented, the leachate is extracted to obtain the finished product.

This kind of finished product is "Tou Daoxian", which is rich in flavor and full of umami.

Because the brewing process is complex and takes a long time, the corresponding price is much higher than ordinary light soy sauce and dark soy sauce.

The Brewing Bureau sold too much oil. After adding vinegar, He Miao said generously: "Mom, I want to buy something else. I brought the money."

Mrs. Feng Liu paused and said, "No need, just buy whatever you want. You don't need to use your private money."

After He Miao made the selection, she sneaked to the accounting table and settled the account while her mother-in-law wasn't paying attention.

Spending the money you earn is fun!
  After buying these two things, it was almost time for the market to open. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned to their stall, sorted out the goods, and waited for customers to come.

There was a cockfight on the street corner. Feng Erzhuang couldn't sit still and took Feng Yuanlang over to join in the fun.

There were more and more people setting up stalls, and more and more people were shopping. Feng Liu was so sleepy that she took a nap, trying to maintain her energy while selling.

"There are hand-woven baskets and baskets, big and small. Come and take a look. There are also vegetables and eggs!"

The mother-in-law hawks from time to time, and when they are idle, the two of them eat a few bites of the pancakes she brought.

After Feng Liu picked vegetables from the vegetable field, she would simply choose one, shake off the dirt on the surface, break off the rotten leaves, keep them at home, and then cut off the good parts to make porridge.

Therefore, the popularity of vegetables is not low. After an hour, only a few handfuls were sold. The eggs that had been cleaned in advance were sold very quickly and were already sold out.

However, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets became slow-selling goods, and it took a long time to sell a small basket.

There were quite a few people who asked about the price and left without buying.

Ms. Feng Liu: "It's strange. I'm just asking if I want to buy it. Our basket is very well made. Look, it's dense and strong. It didn't take so much effort to sell it in the past."

He Miao was also surprised. She paid attention to people passing by with empty baskets in their hands, and found that the quality and style of her own goods were no worse than these, so why couldn't she sell them.

(End of this chapter)