pastoral beggar woman

Chapter 449 Preparation for Opening (7)
If the fish meat of sashimi is not fresh, what is the fart?

Ah Chen also understood Qin Shuang's difficulties, and sighed similarly: "It's really a pity. But even if we can't sell it in the village, maybe we have a chance to go to Liancheng in the future? When the time comes, Shuangshuang, you will make me the sushi and sushi you mentioned. Is the sashimi any good?"

"Of course it's okay to make." Qin Shuang raised his eyebrows and said, "However, the taste of these two things is quite special. Not everyone likes to eat them. Some people think they are particularly delicious, and some people find it hard to eat." Especially sashimi , People who are not used to raw food will find the taste very strange.

Ah Chen looked at her: "Then do you like to eat?"

Qin Shuang said, "I like it."

Ah Chen grinned and said, "Then I must like it too! You must make it for me in the future."

Qin Shuang: "..." Is this also a kind of expression of 'marry a chicken and follow the chicken, marry a dog and follow the dog'?Or should I say Ai Wu Ji Wu?Always felt a little weird.

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"Aunt Zhang, you are here."

"Yes, this is the Zhuangzi you bought! It's so big!" Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang looked at the door in front of them in amazement, and they knew that there must be a big boss inside just by looking in from the open door!
"Well, I'll ask Qiaoting to come over later and take you in for a walk, take a rest before going back."

"Okay! I haven't seen that child for more than a month, and I miss her a little bit. But now I'll bring you the pickles." Aunt Zhang took a picture of Uncle Zhang, who turned around and packed it from the wooden cart behind him. A big jar.

Qin Shuang hurriedly asked the people standing behind her to say, "Go over and help carry all the things down."

Several people immediately went up to help.

Qin Shuang looked at the dozens of large jars lifted from the wooden cart, and narrowed his eyes with a smile, "These pickles are quite a lot, not just one hundred catties each, right?"

Aunt Zhang smiled and said: "Didn't you say that you can make more at one go? I was thinking about how much I should make, so I made two hundred catties of each kind. You eat first."

"Okay, more is better. If it's too little, I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it for a few days. The next batch has not been marinated yet, and the stock will run out in the middle."

"No way? There are a thousand catties of pickles here. They should last for a long time, right?" Aunt Zhang was surprised.

Qin Shuang smiled and said: "Our Zhuangzi is very big, and we will definitely receive many guests in the future. If this pickle is eaten at home, it may last for a long time, but it will be consumed quickly when we open the door to do business, and our own people in the village will also eat it for a long time. I have to eat, one thousand catties, I guess I can eat it for a month or two at most."

"Only for a month or two?" Aunt Zhang hurriedly said, "Then I'll have to make more when I go back."

"Well, you, every time you make a batch for us, hurry up and make the next batch. I'm afraid there won't be too much rest time, and don't tire yourself too much. If you think you can't do so much, you can tell me."

"No, no, don't worry, I can still do it. It takes a lot of time to marinate pickled vegetables, but it only takes a few days to actually do it."

"That's good. This is the money for these pickles. You take it away." Qin Shuang took out a tael of silver from the purse and handed it to Aunt Zhang.

Aunt Zhang happily took the money, and pulled Uncle Zhang’s sleeve excitedly. If Qin Shuang gave a tael of silver for a hundred Wen, they would have a net profit of seven hundred Wen!But a lot!

According to Qin Shuang, at least once every two months, they have to come over to deliver the goods, six times a year, which adds up to four or five taels of silver!As long as Aunt Zhang can make pickles, Uncle Zhang can also help out when the farm is slack, and when the farm is busy, it is time to plant the land, and there is no delay. The family’s land can continue to harvest food as usual, and eat it by yourself or sell it. The two elders add up to add up throughout the year, at least they can save ten taels of silver!

(End of this chapter)