15. Make money to support your family and get rich through hard work

Hey! This old dad!

Dai Jiao squinted at Dai Zhu, "Oh, according to what you say, my Uncle Gao didn't pay for it?" Didn't people still work hard to raise pigs for a year? ”

"That's different." I can't say how it is different, it's different anyway.

"Dead brains, it's all about making money, what's the difference?" Lin Mai was in his own house, and his voice was three times louder than before, "Isn't the grain we planted also sold?" Could it be that after a year of hard work, selling grain has also become a speculative situation? ”

Dai Zhu snorted, unable to speak. I nested in the corner of the wall, smacked and touched for a long time, and suddenly felt quite reasonable.

"Don't pay attention to your dad's dead brain, you go on, Mom listen." Lin Mai patted Dai Jiao's hand and motioned for her to continue. Dai Jiao thought for a while, "Uncle Gao killed pigs, which is a craft that he learned as an apprentice, and the apprentice has to be a teacher for a year or two, so it is obviously not suitable for our family to do this." And my dad doesn't have as much effort as Uncle Gao, he doesn't kill pigs, we can also do other business, but except for my mother, you cook more deliciously, and no one seems to know anything else. ”

When Dai Zhu heard his daughter say that he had no strength, he snorted loudly.

But Lin Mai took a breath, her cooking skills were passed down from her mother, and her ancestors were said to have been a royal chef? The imperial chef is a person who has cooked for the emperor, can it be delicious?

"Jiao, then do you think that mom can sell that thing outside?" She asked apprehensively.

I'm waiting for you! Dai Jiao slapped her thigh fiercely in her heart, but she made an anxious expression on her face, "It's delicious, it's delicious, but if you want to sell something, you have to go to the town, who in the village is willing to spend money on it?" But our family doesn't have a store in the town, so won't it be cold when the food is lucky? ”

Dai Jiao had already thought about doing business, but no matter how much business she had in her head, she was now a fifteen-year-old little hairy head, Lin Mai and Dai Zhu would not discuss with her how to support the family at all, it was better to mention that it was much faster for everyone to collect firewood and the flame was higher than her jumping up and down alone.

"Then what do you think of the cakes that Mom made today, are they delicious? Can it be sold or not? This one is not afraid of cold, it is crispy when it is hot, and it is delicious when it is cold! Lin Mai's mind is now all about making money, and she always feels that she has most of the reasons for splitting up, and she is afraid that life will not be good.

Dai Jiao nodded heavily, "My tongue is about to fall off when it's delicious!" ”

"That's... Mom will do some in a few days, let's try it? Dai Jiao took advantage of the fire and hurriedly poured oil, otherwise Lin Mai's fire would have to be extinguished in a few days, "Tomorrow will be fine, the town is not far away, anyway, tomorrow morning Dad will repair the stove house, no need to open up the wasteland, I can walk with my brother to the town to sell." ”

Lin Mai gritted his teeth, "Then I'll do less tomorrow." "Anyway, food is a kind of thing, if you can't sell it, you won't suffer a loss, and your family can eat it, but it's a pity that those oils can be eaten for two or three months, but now they are gone in two or three days.

Dai Zhu snorted, and just wanted to say something, but was joined by his daughter-in-law and daughter-in-law who got into the eyes of the money and glared at him fiercely. I don't dare to mention the objections, anyway, let the two babies go, and if the business fails, there will be nothing to be ashamed of.

"I didn't say I was going", Dai Cheng muttered a few sentences, but looking at the expression on Dai Jiao's face that was full of ambition and ready to do a big job, he still swallowed the words. Thinking that it would take at least more than an hour to walk from the village to the town with Dai Jiao's feet, and then carry things, he would not be tired to death, and because he had to spend more money to study, it can be said that Dai Cheng is now full of money to make money......

The house on the right has not been repaired for the time being, and the family is still crowded on a big kang, a thin sheet covers the belly of four people, and the three people sleep with the fragrance of thieves.

The next day, without waiting for the rooster in the village to crow, she crept up from the kang, lightly hooked her shoes, went to the stream at the door to wash her face, and hurried to the kitchen to make noodles when she sobered up. Different from the cakes made for one's own family, those who sell to others must look good, tear the dough dozens of sizes, knead it into short strips, and then pull the long strips one by one and roll them out, put some meat on the edges, sprinkle with chopped green onions, and then wrap the dough layer by layer, and a chubby white dough in the shape of a small bun comes out.

Dai Jiao heard the sound in the kitchen, and got up in a hurry, changed the clothes that Lin Mai had just made for her, put on a vest and a gray buckle jacket, put on a pair of trousers, and tied her hair in a messy circle on the top of her head.

Thinking that it was necessary to make money as soon as possible, I went to the stream to wash my face, and rummaged through the cabinets in the house.

Dai Jiao found a lightweight, thin wooden box, which Lin Mai used to look like shoes and scraps of clothes. poured out all the things inside, and found some of his previous clothes to throw in them, although Lin Mai said that the cake was as delicious as cold and hot, but with so many years of foodie experience, ordinary people always feel hot and fragrant......

On the other side, Lin Mai had already rolled out five or six small buns, which were the size of an adult man's palm, and put them in the oil pan with a lid and began to fry them...... At this moment, she began to make another pot again, and the fragrance of the cakes was not made in a few cases, and when the pot was opened, the skin was still white and bulging, but when it was turned over, it was already golden brown, and there was little oil in this year, and people saw this color and their appetite increased greatly.

The summer of August was still hot, especially the fire and oil in the Lin Mai stove room, and when Dai Jiao came in with a wooden box, she was sweating, "Mom, put it here, it is estimated that it won't cool down there." ”

Dai Cheng had just been dug up from the bed by Dai Jiao, and was taking a willow branch to brush his teeth outside.

"I made a total of forty cakes", Lin Mai wiped his sweat while stacking the cakes inside, "Sell one, sell it for two cents, if you are hungry, eat a few with your brother, if you can earn money to buy you two more delicious ......" Thinking that he was still not at ease, Lin Mai said again, "Why don't you go with your mother?" ”

"No, it's a little bit." Dai Jiao pulled the lid up and felt quite heavy, "You can repair the stove room at home with my dad...... By the way, what's the name of this cake? ”

"Shortbread", Lin Mai thought for a while, "It seems to be a specialty of the west, and your grandmother's ancestors are from there." ”

Dai Jiao nodded, Dai Cheng was almost done, and came over to pick up the big box in Dai Jiao's hand, "Mom, then we'll go." ”

"Stay safe." After telling such a sentence, Lin Mai was still not at ease, "You wait, Mom will give you a few cents, and you can eat a bowl of bean curd ...... when you are hungry", she hurriedly ran into the room, but when she went out, the two children were gone, "What's the hurry?" Shaking his head, Lin Mai thought again, where did the girl get the box just now, why did it look so familiar......

The road from Daijia Village to this town is more than an hour, but it is really terrible to walk, especially if the feet are tired, and the movements on the legs still dare not slow down, for fear that the shortbread in the box will become cold and not delicious......

Lin Mai got up at five o'clock in the morning, walked for more than half an hour, almost six o'clock, the two of them walked on the mountain road, the wind was strong, the sweat beads on Dai Jiao's forehead were blown away by the wind as soon as they came out, looking at Dai Cheng's red neck in front of her, she couldn't bear to say, "Brother, or I'll hold it for a while, you rest." ”

"No, you don't." Dai Cheng tossed the box upside down, "You don't know when you can arrive?" Let's go, while the factory workers go to work in the morning, maybe we can still sell! Although Dai Jiao was not delicate at all during the fight that day, in the heart of the sister protector, her sister just couldn't pick up her shoulders and couldn't lift it.

Dai Jiao ran up, "Then I can't let you be tired alone", she put her hand under the wooden box, "Brother and sister match, don't get tired of working!" ”

"Ghost girl!" Dai Cheng said a word, but he didn't speak, he was on the road all morning, and he really didn't have any extra strength.

Fortunately, the two of them have great unity in their hearts as a goal, or before the sun completely goes up to the town, the Dai family has been to the town to catch the market before, there is a special market here to buy and sell things, the two of them picked a car closest to the train station here, here workers often come here to eat when they commute to work, maybe they can sell it while it's hot.

After walking all morning, Dai Jiao was tired and collapsed on the steps, feeling that she was covered in stinky sweat, especially on her feet, layer by layer, and wanted to take off her shoes and dry them.

It's the morning market, and in addition to the morning shift, there are some businessmen, and many vegetable sellers have just put their vegetables on the stalls. Several people looked at the two brothers and sisters a few more times, but they didn't say anything. After all, the two of them were holding a big box in their hands, and they didn't look like they were buying things, they looked like they were buying things.

Peers are enemies, and a few people selling buns and vegetables next to them have paid close attention to these two brothers and sisters!

"What now?" After all, it was a boy, and Dai Cheng took a few breaths before he recovered.

"Shout down~", Dai Jiao'er didn't catch her breath yet, and took a few deep breaths.

"How embarrassing is that?" Dai Cheng muttered, "If I don't write the price or something on paper, others will come over when they see it......"

"Are you stupid to read books?" Dai Jiao glanced at her brother angrily, "Don't say that there is paper and books, what if someone is illiterate, it's not that you missed a lot of business." "Dai Jiao is just troublesome, and most of the people on the road in this era are the same as her current identity, illiterate.

Pushing Dai Cheng aside, "Look at me." ”

"Sell...... Cake" shouted for a while, and Dai Jiao lowered her voice, "Ahem...... ......"I just started reading it, stumbling, and a little shy, after all, no matter in the past and present life, Miss Dai has never set up a stall to do business?" But when Dai Cheng's slightly disdainful eyes turned around her, her combat power immediately rose, "Selling cakes, crispy flatbread, pure fried, pure fine noodles, pork belly stuffed cakes~ Sold cheaply~ Five cents apiece, not delicious and no money~" It's still a little stumbling, but it's much better than the first time.

"Five cents!" Dai Cheng exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly lowered his throat, "You want money and want to go crazy!" Didn't Mom say two cents? Why are you shouting five cents?