Chapter 154
Qiao Wei stayed in the village for a few days, and the ground was full of rotten Chinese cabbage that no one picked, and the mountains were full of fresh mushrooms that no one picked.

When I asked the villagers, they didn't care.

"Those things are worthless. Anyway, they were grown by themselves, and it didn't take much effort. They were grown for their own food."

If you can't eat it, store some in the cellar for the winter.Those that cannot be hoarded will either rot in the ground, or be fed to pigs and chickens.

Once autumn comes, everyone is busy drying or pickling the hoarded vegetables as the main grain storage in winter.

Just as there are things in a town that are not rare by city people but treasured by country people, there are also many things in a village that are not rare by country people but treasured by city people.

Qiao Wei has stayed in several modern planes, and what left a deep impression on her was that the kimchi stalls around the school seemed to work hard and did not make any money. In fact, a catty of kimchi costs 15 yuan, and anyone can buy it. It costs one or two catties to buy, and two or three hundred yuan for ten people. It usually takes less than two or three hours to sell a carload of kimchi, and the profit is quite considerable.

The "pickles" on the farming plane are almost the same as "pickles" to some extent.

In this era, there is no such thing as "kimchi", but it is called "pickle". People pickle vegetables in salt water for long-term storage and store them for winter.

In the eyes of country people, water spinach is the same as Laoqianma-style fermented bean sauce in the modern world. It is purely a quick and easy bibimbap dish, but it is not very popular on the table.Usually it’s okay to eat by yourself, but once they encounter guests or something, they probably won’t bring out water spinach.

"Things are rare and expensive", this sentence is applicable no matter what era it is placed in.

When Qiao Wei decided to buy the dried vegetables in the village, both Ji's mother and Ji Mingxi thought she was crazy.

"These things are very common. If they are rotten, no one will take a second look, okay?"

"It's because no one looks at it much in the village." Qiao Wei emphasized. "People in the city don't necessarily think so."

Ji's mother poured cold water on her without hesitation, "Are you from the city? Do you know what the city people think? I always thought that they would rather feed the dog than use it to subsidize it. poor people like us."

Ji Mingxi also disagreed, "That's just your own idea, little girl."

Qiao Wei shrugged helplessly.

Forget it, what did she tell the two ancients about starting a small business?In this era, it is a shame to be in business, and there are many people who would rather idle around in the deserted fields than go out to do business to make money.

... No, she wants to say that other people are ancient, but she is also an ancient!
Fan Er was very supportive of her, and boasted joyfully: "Young lady is so amazing, she came up with a solution so quickly. By the way, what can I do for you, lady?"

I'll be thankful if you don't come to cause trouble, hey!

Qiao Wei complained silently, met Shang Fan Er's big sincere eyes, and finally touched his head, "Well, just be responsible and encourage me all the time."

Some roads run counter to the world's views, and they are destined to be very difficult, and Qiao Wei herself is not sure whether she can persevere.

The Ji family didn't have any supporters, and the original body didn't leave any "inheritance", and Qiao Wei didn't dare to move the money from Fan Er, so the initial investment cost became a big problem.

Fortunately, the mountains are full of mushrooms.

After planting the beans, Qiao Wei dragged Fan Er all over the hills and became a little mushroom picker for a girl, ah bah, a little mushroom picker.

Qiao Wei herself doesn't know which mushrooms are poisonous and which ones are edible, but fortunately, when she picked mushrooms for the first time and sent them to Li's house, Jin Sanniang carefully picked out the mushrooms she picked and told her one by one Which ones are poisonous, Qiao Wei wrote down one by one, whenever she picked a mushroom she hadn't seen before, she would show it to Jin Sanniang in advance.

She still doesn't have the courage to look at Cuihua'er, but she often sends some novelty things.

Cuihua'er has not yet recovered from the severe blow, and spends all day bored in her room not seeing anyone, helping her sister-in-law to weave and embroider to subsidize her life.Only when she received the little things Qiao Wei brought, would there be such a little smile on her face.

After picking the mushrooms and leaving some for Mother Ji to cook, Qiao Wei and Fan Er hurriedly washed and removed the heads of the mushrooms, tore them into small strips, added slices of homegrown celery, served with ginger and peppercorns, Then set up a large pot on the stove, boil salt water, throw mushrooms, celery, etc. after cooling, cover and seal, put it in the cellar for ten days, and then you can open the altar and eat it.

The process sounds complicated, but the production process is very simple.

It was Qiao Wei's first time to pickle kimchi by hand, so the portion she made was not very large, and she wanted to give it a try.

Ji Mingxi came to the kitchen to take a look, and muttered: "Little sister, your way of doing things is different from your mother's."

People in the village basically only pickle vegetables with coarse salt for a few days, without so many processes.

Qiao Wei still learned this skill from Qin Zhun from the entertainment plane.

At that time, she was very greedy for kimchi, spicy, and barbecue foods that were particularly unnutritious and unclean in Qin Zhun's eyes. Qin Zhun couldn't convince her, so he simply taught himself a few things according to the online tutorials, and made them for her himself, so as to save money. She went out to eat gutter oil.

At that time, Qiao Wei leaned against the door to see his virtuous appearance in an apron, and even laughed at him.

Things are not people.

In a daze, the blade accidentally cut her finger. Before Qiao Wei could react, Fan Er, who was tearing mushrooms beside her, jumped up bluffing. He jumped up and rushed over, grabbing her finger in his mouth Li took a sip.

The itching from her fingertips made Qiao Wei feel a little strange in her heart, and she silently withdrew her hand.

"Miss, are you okay?" Fan Er's emotions were all written on his face, and a small injury was as serious as missing an arm or a leg in his opinion.

Qiao Wei held back her smile, and patted his head like coaxing a child, "It's okay."

After sealing the altar and filling the cellar, the exhausted Qiao Wei and Fan Er sat back to back on the rattan chairs in the yard, looking up at the stars and moon in the sky, and they didn't even have the energy to take a bath and rest.

The crescent moon is in the sky, dotted with stars, the breeze is gentle, and the fragrance of flowers is faint.

Confidently deliver the most fragile back to the most trustworthy person, and you can get your love at the touch of a finger.

How wonderful this scene is!
Fan Er felt the leaning of the thin woman behind him, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, covering up the sudden red light in his eyes.

"In more than ten days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival." Fan Er said suddenly, his voice was very soft, and he was extremely gentle and trusting. "My lady, I'm so happy to meet you. This is Fan Er's greatest honor in this life. I hope that Fan Er can spend every Mid-Autumn Festival with you in the future."

"puff--"

Qiao Wei didn't want to spoil the atmosphere, but she couldn't hold back.

"Offender two" and so on, it's too dramatic, isn't it!

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