Fat Niang makes a fortune in farming

Chapter 189 Courtyard Dinner
Today is not only cool, but also the moon is very round. Dong Qingfeng first fetched two buckets of well water, splashed the yard, and poured the heat from the ground.
Then I moved the table out of the back room, planning to eat in the yard to cool off.

Meng Kejun, who had been busy all afternoon, came out with food from the kitchen. Today, she was happy because she had negotiated the business of Cuiwei Building. When she came back, she cut two catties of pork belly from Zhu Biaosan and made a big bowl of braised pork belly. Meat, I want to make a toothpaste for my family.

I also fried a cowpea minced meat and steamed eggplant, and made a loofah egg soup,
When Meng Kejun put the food on the table, Ping'er was sitting naked in the basin to take a bath.

"Little aunt, what did you burn! It smells so good!"

From a long distance away, Ping'er smelled a strong smell of meat, and sat in the tub so greedy that his saliva was about to flow out.

"Ping'er, you are a dog! Why is this nose so good?" Meng Kejun was amused by Ping'er swallowing saliva.

"Little aunt, how do you know that I am a dog? My mother always said that I am a dog."

How did Ping'er know that Meng Kejun was making fun of himself with this, and told Meng Kejun what his mother had been teasing about him.

"Okay! Alright! Let's go eat!"

Seeing that Ping'er could not sit still after smelling the smell of meat, Mrs. Huang hurriedly scrubbed him and let him put on his clothes to serve.

The yard is illuminated by the bright moonlight, and there is a slight night breeze blowing gently. There are meat and vegetables on the table, and there are neatly accompanied by family members. At this moment, Dong Qingfeng's heart is suddenly quiet. When he got down, he felt that such a day was very comfortable.

"I've already made an agreement with Nierniang to send the dried fish to Cuiweilou. Their family is responsible for producing the dried fish, and I'm responsible for burning it. The money I earn, apart from the cost, I only need two cents per catty. The processing fee, and the rest of the income will be given to them. Their family is more difficult than ours, and we can only rely on my sister-in-law to support it, so we can't take advantage of them."

Seeing that everyone was there, Meng Kejun told them his thoughts.

"Okay! It's up to you." Both Dong Qingfeng and Dong Jingye nodded repeatedly, expressing their approval of Meng Kejun's approach.

"It's just that you will have to work even harder. In addition to setting up a stall, you also have to fry small dried fish every day. Can your body handle it?"

Seeing that Meng Kejun has one more thing every day, Dong Qingfeng really feels distressed.

"It's not as hard as you think! As long as I cook a little more spicy oil every day before setting up the stall, the rest of the frying and steaming will be saved for closing the stall. This is all done by hand. Where did you work hard?"

Meng Kejun quickly explained to Dong Qingfeng that she knew that Dong Qingfeng cared about her.

"I'll go to the stall with you tomorrow!"

"You can go with me, but if you go with me, you won't be able to go hunting in the mountains!"

Get up early to set up a night stall with yourself, and go hunting in the mountains when you come back. Meng Kejun is afraid that Dong Qingfeng's body will not be able to bear it. What if she encounters danger again on the mountain, she can't bear to be scared like this again.

"Then how?" Hearing that he was not allowed to go up the mountain, Dong Qingfeng was also anxious, "This is not a small income for me! At worst, I set up a stall with you and came back, and we will go up the mountain in the evening and get off the cover. If you catch them alive, you won’t be afraid that the prey you hunt will be spoiled.”

"That's up to you! Just don't work too hard." Meng Kejun also knew that he couldn't stop Dong Qingfeng, not to mention that he was more anxious than anyone else to make money now, because he always felt that he was the one who dragged down the family and messed up everyone. I have to work so hard now, and I feel that he is a man, and he should be the one who supports this family.

Mrs. Huang on the side has been squinting at Meng Kejun since she got on the table. The more she looks at her, the more she thinks she is powerful and intelligent. Let's talk about business!" While talking, he kept adding vegetables to Meng Kejun's bowl.

"Mom, look at what you made for me, I can't even see the rice!"

Meng Kejun smiled and moved the bowl in her hand aside. The vegetables in her bowl had been piled up so high that they would fall out if she put it on again.

She hurriedly put half of the meat in her bowl into Ping'er's bowl.

"Mom, it's not that I'm good, it's that I'm lucky, or the boss of Cuiwei Building has an idea and asked us to order a basket on his own initiative."

Meng Kejun felt embarrassed for Huang's constant praise of herself. She originally planned to take the bamboo basket and go to the bamboo strip shop in the town to sell it.

"Father! This bamboo basket, you have to spend more effort to make it. We don't try to be fast, we plan to be exquisite and exquisite in workmanship, and there are paintings that need to be painted. You have to spend a lot of time to learn. We can't always do it in the future." Trouble Xilian, so you have worked hard during this time."

Meng Kejun intends to follow the example of Qicaifang and ask Dong Jingye to focus on making baskets. In the future, he will also be like Qicaifang, specializing in high-end baskets, and finally develop his own exclusive brand.

"Yes! Yes! No matter how hard it is, it's not hard work. I will do it with my heart!"

Dong Jingye, who was sitting opposite Meng Kejun, nodded quickly.

"Well, speaking of it, Baoquan is the one with the best craftsmanship in our family." After a long sigh, Mrs. Huang put down the bowls and chopsticks from her hands, "Your father learned all his craftsmanship from him. Baoquan is not only good at weaving bamboo, but also a pretty good painter, his paintings are not inferior to Xilian's."

"Oh? What does brother-in-law do? I've never heard you mention it." This is the first time Meng Kejun heard Huang's talk about Zhang Baoquan.

"Speaking of it, our Baoquan is also a hard-working person. When he was a child, the family had a large population and couldn't support him. His parents sold him to a carpenter as an apprentice. When Heping'er was this old, he followed his master all over the world. I ate them all."

As she spoke, Huang's eye sockets began to moisten again, and she simply put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands.

"Baoquan also strives for success. He has learned from his master for so many years. He is very dexterous. As long as it is related to wood, there is nothing he can't do. From the big beams, window lattices and eaves to the small tables, chairs, benches and beds, there is no one without him. No. Especially his carving is really unique, he can carve a boat on a walnut."

The more Huang talked, the more sad she felt. Now that I counted it carefully, it has been almost a year since Baoquan and Cuilan disappeared, but there is still no news of them.

"Then how did the eldest sister and brother-in-law disappear?"

All the news about Dong Cuilan and Zhang Baoquan that Meng Kejun knew was only sporadically heard from other people. She was afraid that it would make her family sad, so she never took the initiative to ask about this matter.

Today, since Mrs. Huang took the initiative to speak up, she simply asked carefully to see if she could think of a way to help find it together.

(End of this chapter)