The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 870
If Widow Yang didn't only do so much in a day, I'm afraid that the nearby grain shops would have some complaints, after all, this has robbed them of their business.

However, based on the amount that Widow Yang sells now, it would be a drop in the bucket wherever she put it, so no one would care about it.

Some people are curious about where she got so many sweet potato residues, and then think of the vermicelli added to Du Xiaozhu's beef soup, which seems to have never been seen before, maybe it is also made of sweet potatoes.

Then someone thought about how the sweet potato was made into vermicelli. They just steamed, fried, fried, and boiled it several times, but they gave up without any success. However, someone gave the sweet potato dregs cake Got it out.

It's just that for those who don't have fans and only make sweet potato dregs cakes, the two pennies and two cakes are at a loss. Even if they are made, no one is willing to sell them.

So much so that Widow Yang's business has become the only one, and no one can shake her position. Even now, people in the village go directly to their house to buy cakes.

Although not much, there is still some income here and there, even if she can't sell them all in the town, she doesn't have to be afraid, she sells them all when she goes back to the village, but it's rare in the town that she can't sell them all.

There was a fair today, and the closing of the stall was half an hour later than usual, because there were people coming one after another after landing, and it was not until the two big pots of soup were almost sold out that the stall was closed under Du Xiaozhu's urging. Say a word of apology, please drink soup early next time.

Back in the courtyard, Du Xiaozhu quickly washed the vegetables and cooked, and asked Yingsha to bring up the mung bean soup that was hanging in the well yesterday, and made a big bowl for Widow Yang and Jiabao to drink first , himself and Qinyue went to the kitchen to cook and drink.

After eating a bowl of mung bean soup, Du Xiaozhu felt alive again.

After eating, Widow Yang was in a hurry to go back, Du Xiaozhu couldn't be at ease under the scorching sun, but Widow Yang was only thinking about going back to make cakes as soon as possible, Du Xiaozhu really couldn't hold her back.

Filled her with a pot of mung bean soup with a gourd, and found a paper umbrella before letting Yingsha take her out, but this time Du Xiaozhu didn't let Yingsha take her to the town, but asked him to send her back. .

After all, my mother-in-law has been buying cakes in the town for a few days, and every time she goes back, she carries copper coins in her pocket. She followed the village car before so she didn't have to worry about it, but Du Xiaozhu still felt a little worried if she was allowed to go on the road alone.

Seeing the two of them going out, Du Xiaozhu couldn't help thinking, should he buy a car, which would make traveling more convenient, but, after counting the money in his pocket, he could only sigh, "This money is worth a lot. A mule cart is enough, but you can’t afford to buy one.”

The most important thing is that after taking a look at the small courtyard, it seems that there is no place to raise them. She can't bear the smell of livestock living in the same yard with people in summer.

Ever since, Du Xiaozhu rolled his eyes and lay down on the bed. After sighing, he fell asleep.

She was really tired this morning, and she ran back and forth between these tables no less than hundreds of times, not to mention that she was still wearing a gauze bag, so the amount of exercise seemed a bit overloaded.

And she slept for a long time, and she didn't wake up until the sun was about to set. At this time, Yang Jiabao was sitting on the footrest, with her purse in front of her, and a money box beside her. , Counting the profits made this morning one by one.

(End of this chapter)