Here in Kyoto, since Liu Guilan and Su Changgui moved into a small courtyard house to rent, their lives have finally been more comfortable.

If you want to eat something, what to buy in the vegetable market, isn't it cheaper than going to the restaurant to be hygienic?

Another thing that made Liu Guilan feel happy was the pickle bun that was promoted to the proprietress of the small store, which was successful.

On the first day of the seven packs of pickles, no one cared about them, and the one who worked at the construction site bought a pack and went back to eat it, and found that it tasted good, so he came back and bought two packs.

It spread one by one, and more and more people came to the store to buy pickles.

Liu Guilan only had seven packs of pickles left before, all of which were left to the proprietress of the store department, and the proprietress was watching the business come to her door but there was no goods to sell, so she was so anxious.

caught up with Liu Guilan and moved out of the guest house again, she couldn't find anyone, if Liu Guilan hadn't come back and asked her if she had sold it, she wouldn't know where to find Liu Guilan!

immediately returned the money to Liu Guilan for buying pickles, and didn't ask for any space fees, so she directly ordered 200 packages with Liu Guilan and asked her to send her the idea of mailing it to Kyoto.

Liu Guilan wanted to do this small business, so it was also an opportunity to prove herself, thinking and thinking, it happened that Zhang Xuejing came to visit the couple and entrusted this matter to Zhang Xuejing by the way.

The pickle business allowed Liu Guilan to find the value of her existence, and during her time in Kyoto, she was more relaxed and confident than in Sujiawan for more than 20 years.

There is no heavy farm work, no tedious housework, no father-in-law, mother-in-law, and a large family of people who need to serve food and drink, so she will study and try a new pickle recipe if she has nothing to do, and take the time to go to the Song family to see her biological father, she doesn't care about her sister-in-law and eldest sister, she doesn't care, she closes the door and lives her own life, quite comfortable.

Liu Guilan is at ease, but Su Changgui is idle and panicked, he has nothing to do every day, which is torture for him!

He was worried that his family's fields were unattended, and he was afraid that this year's harvest would not be good.

He was worried about the safety of his two daughters, you said that there was no adult or anything in the family, didn't you almost set fire to Sun Zhiqiang and his unclear father and mother last time?

In short, he couldn't wait for Su Yan to pick up the couple and wanted to go back to Sujiawan, during his time in Kyoto, he felt like a rootless duckweed, his heart was barren and marginal, and he panicked for a while.

Fortunately, after Liu Guilan lived in the courtyard, he began to pour new pickle flavors, and he was turned around by his wife's envoys, so he finally got busy to pass the time.

Liu Guilan has accumulated many years of pickling experience, and with a little effort, practice makes perfect, and in just half a month's effort, three jars of new flavored pickles have been produced.

She asked Su Changgui to knock open the muddy sealing lid at the mouth of the jar, took a pair of chopsticks, and took a large piece of vegetable from the sauce jar.

When you smell it, you feel sour and spicy!

"Dad, you knock open the other two jars, and then you will take out a piece of shredding, and we will both taste it." Liu Guilan instructed Su Changgui.

Su Changgui said yes, opened the other two sauce jars, put one piece of each with clean chopsticks and put it on a plate, and took it to the kitchen to cut it into thin strips.

"How about a taste?" Liu Guilan asked Su Changgui to try it first.

Su Changgui ate one of the flavors, nodded, and took another spicy bite with his fingers, couldn't help but take a breath, nodded vigorously, and said, "This taste is good, the spicy taste is really exciting!" js3v3