Hell is on earth, and life is practice. The older you live, the more you can appreciate the warmth and sorrow of the world, the same rice raises a hundred kinds of people, some people regard an old family as a treasure, some people hate the old and do not die for thieves, the story of filial piety and virtuous grandchildren can be passed on to the monument, and the scandal of the evil daughter-in-law and the evil son will also be remembered.

Brother Zhao never hated his father, his mother died early, and his father dragged his two brothers to work in the field again, and they had to pee. I thought that I could enjoy my old age in peace after begging my daughter-in-law for my two babies, but who knew that the hardest days had just begun.

The weak boss Zheng made a choice between his father who was about to enter the soil and his daughter-in-law, and he chose the latter without hesitation. In his opinion, it is natural for you to raise me, you are a burden when you are old, and your daughter-in-law will have to partner together for the rest of her life. This family has never been treated well in the village, and the reason can be seen.

The method of making jelly is simple and easy to learn, and those who have a heart will learn it as soon as they learn it. The material is simple and cheap, the lily is all over the mountain, no one picks it, the main thing is that everyone can't do it, and a few pennies can buy a few catties in the licorice honeysuckle pharmacy.

If you want to say the most expensive, it may be a foot of gauze. With Liang Chuan's consent, Zhao Di set up a stall in front of the Wanda store at the intersection of the market, and his father cleared the utility room behind Wanda, and lived in it in the future, with all the kitchen stoves available, and he could make cold powder in it. The most important thing to eat for others is to pay attention to cleanliness and hygiene, recruit younger brothers to buy bowls, but Daddy Zheng paints every bowl brightly, for fear that others will think that his old man is not clean.

Ye Xiaochai used to talk every day that after the store closed, it was best to have someone to watch it, in case of fire, it was all bamboo, and a fire could turn it upside down. Now that you can go home with peace of mind after closing the door, there is a father Zheng guarding you, forgive Xinghua for having such a big thief who dares to come and commit arson.

Daddy Zheng has never eaten this kind of cold powder, after making it, the two fathers and sons tasted it first, the cool and moist cold powder went straight to the heart and spleen, and in the hot day of the hot summer, a bowl of belly, that is a hundred times more energetic, and the drought and thirst are completely gone!

"How much should we sell this bowl for?" Father Zheng has pretended to be confused all his life, but he is not stupid in his heart, and he still knows who is right and who is wrong. He knows in his heart what his son is like, and now he has a job, money, and good food and drink, which is more than a hundred times better than in his own rotten family. Did he spell it himself, no, it was the San Lang in the village who lifted him up, so that the salted fish turned over today.

I have to ask Saburo about this.

Liang Chuan didn't say much to Daddy Zheng, but there was one thing he always kept in mind, when he bought land before, he bought more land for their family, and this land was the feng shui yin house that Daddy was preparing for a hundred years later. His fat daughter-in-law didn't plan to be filial piety when she was alive, so could she still give him a beautiful burial after she died?

After all, he took advantage of others, and Liang Chuan's attitude in this matter was very happy that Daddy Zheng would learn from Liangfen, do it himself, and earn a little money for his own expenses.

"People in the past will eat more of this thing, the pricing can't be too high, we can go to the volume, the price of the people is easier for the past guests to accept, now it's starting at the beginning, and the starting point can't be too high, so let's think let's sell a bowl of Bawen now!" Liang Chuan analyzed the current market positioning of this kind of cold powder and gave Daddy a direction.

"How much?" Father Zheng's shriveled lips trembled a little, "Can this bowl of powder be sold for Bawen?" His heart was shocked, when did the money be so easy to make, and the food made by a recipe could be so valuable? How much does this powder cost? A few licorice and honeysuckle can make a bucket of cold and sweet soup, and the lichen fruits are grown in the mountains and fields, not a penny, and a bowl of noodles will cost a penny? Definitely not, sell Bawen? Wouldn't it be too greedy?

"Bawen is very cheap, ten wen is too expensive, and five wen is too cheap, so let's do it."

What Liang Chuan said is Chrysostom's good words, people have university questions, and they will do whatever they say.

After the Dragon Boat Festival, Daddy Zheng went out of the stall with a nervous mood, he was honest and dutiful, and felt that a bowl of cold noodles was really a great sin to sell for eight cents, and he had relatives, how many bowls could be filled with a large barrel of crystal-like jade jelly, and a large number of bowls were full, at least there could be twenty bowls. How much does that cost? He didn't know how to learn, and he didn't use the abacus, so he folded his hands and counted how many eight cents he wanted!

Outside the stall, the younger brother took a bamboo pole and a bamboo strip, set up a pergola for his father, and hung a piece of staggered, on which were written three block letters, plus many treasures. Traveling in the wind, returning from the north to the south, you can see this stall at first sight, they don't understand what the three words of Jia Duobao mean, and it can attract people's attention!

can sell three bowls a day, and the old man can laugh and cry in his dreams!

People who do business are in groups, a team of people used to have at least four or five people, a person stopped to watch the old man sell fresh food, transparent and crystalline, the appearance is very gratifying, eat into the mouth of the stomach is even more moisturizing and nourishing! In the caravan, one person was so addicted after eating that he beckoned his fellow travelers to taste it together, and there would definitely be three or four other people in the first bowl! Looking at the only one in the Great Song Dynasty, the red sun is scorching, spend a small amount of money to buy a happy, and the mosquito coils in the lower pavilion will cost a plate of forty miles! Besides, this powder is refreshing and delicious!

Daddy Zheng made a bucket, which was sold out in the early afternoon. For fear that the guests will be displeased, every person points noodles is a bowl of Haihai, there is not much sweet soup, but the cold powder is full. The guests shouted, the old man added more soup to relieve the heat! As the sun set, Father Zheng held the one hundred and sixty coins and counted them over and over again, his dry old eyes were slightly moist, and San Lang said that he had a way to live! No wonder the people in the village respect him and love him, and when he moves, every family treats it as a happy event for their own family, a bodhisattva's heart, and a fairy means!

Brother Zhao watched his father sell the cold powder that he had never eaten, and he made more than 100 yuan in one day, and he was also happy for his father, the old man didn't want money, he just wanted to be stable, and his life was settled!

As for himself, he now has a lot of fish, so he only needs to buy some bait every day, or dig some earthworms in the ground, as a material to attract fish, and put them in the fish roots, fifteen fish a day, he can be too busy, and he has not caught the whole Xinghua fresh fish, all of which are his own. What should I do if I can't finish eating too much fish? This still has to be asked, Liang Chuan asked Zhao Brother to sell fish!

Two fathers and sons, one sells cold noodles and the other sells fresh fish, the father and son are at the corner of the street, and the son is in the middle of the street. Fresh fish is rare, after all, there are few fishermen in these seven miles and eight townships, the villagers ask the fishmonger a few dollars, it is not expensive, it is one-third of the price of meat, pork can not afford to eat, buy two fatty fish, can make soup and eat meat, it is not wrong! After setting it for a day, there were still a few tails left at home for the family to eat, and they were sold for 300 yuan! Gee.. It's been sold for a few days.,What kind of daughter-in-law can't get it herself.。。

Brother Zhao and Daddy have collected the money well, and their lives are comfortable, who still wants to suffer from the strange little dirty house in Jiafengshan!

On the edge of Fengshan, the waterwheel in Nanxi squeaks and slowly rotates, and the men work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The three villages next door are just like Liang Chuan thought, with ghosts in their hearts, and the waterwheel has not been able to be built so far, so the villagers have to brave the scorching sun and struggle to get water in the stream. The women's eyes are not yet broken, and now they are basically working for Liangchuan, doing bamboo weaving, and He Lu has become a bamboo manufacturing base. The children of the family have not struck the gong every day, so they wait at the door of the school early, and the sound of the gong is instead to inform the villagers that the school is open normally today, if the gong does not sound, the villagers' hearts are uneasy.

Bao Zheng sells mosquito coils, Zhao Xiao sells fish, Zhao Xiaopin goes out to make stoves, and Uncle He goes up the mountain to watch tea. Li Erhua taught the villagers a new style, Liang Chuan persuaded Yang Xiu to pickle more kimchi, and Ye Xiaochai watched the store's business every day. The beehive bee colony on the mountain is growing day by day, and Liang Chuan is running faster and faster in the forest. Li Chuyi took the black nose to travel in the mountains and rivers, all the scenes are like a peaceful year, the old are supported, there are few books to read, too safe and healthy, and the year is a year.

Plant the sycamore and attract the phoenix.

In the quiet Fengshan, the guest caravan comes quietly and walks quietly, and there are very few people who make a big noise. One day after the Dragon Boat Festival, at the intersection of Fengshan Market, a jujube red fast horse suddenly burst out, and the horse was not windy. The man on the horse pulled back the reins in his hand, and the horse raised its front hooves and stomped, neighing, and the lightning suddenly stopped.

Good horse! This horse is full and graceful, with a thin head and a high neck, slender limbs, thin skin and fine hairs, a slender and graceful body, and then lined with a curved and high neck, outlining its perfect body curve, at first glance it is not a southern breed, the southern horse is mostly used for packing, the physique is not large, short and strong, compact structure, most suitable for carrying on rugged mountain roads, the difference is obvious, and the blind can also feel it.

Are the gentlemen from the north who come to fight the autumn wind?

"Old man, what are you selling? Can't quench your thirst! The young man on the horse pulled the gown that he had attached to his chest, trying to release a little bit of the dryness on his body, looked at the tea bowl that Father Zheng was selling, and raised his horsewhip and asked.

Daddy Zheng has only dealt with crops and mud legs all his life, and such a fairy character in fresh clothes and angry horses can't afford to offend him at a glance, and he is frightened, his hands are trembling, and he can't even speak, just afraid that this kind of gentleman will be unhappy and set off his own livelihood!

"What do you say? Mute? The young man turned over and dismounted, strode to the front of the herbal tea stall, and did not make any noise, picked up a bowl of cold powder and sent it to his mouth, and the mouth was cool! It turned out that I still took a little bit of style, took a small sip, and was addicted to drinking, so I raised my head and gave it away, and drank it all!

"Cool! It's fucking enjoyable! I thought that I would die of thirst if I couldn't find water again, but I didn't expect that there would be such delicious snacks here! Old man, one more bowl! The young man wiped the corners of his mouth, shook off the cold soup in his hand, and laughed.

This scene is met by the honest Daddy Zheng, if he meets Liang Chuan, if he doesn't fight and goes out, what kind of big head will he play in front of Lao Tzu?

Daddy Zheng hurriedly scooped out another bowl of noodles, and the soup was more powdery, because all the guests said that it was not for eating noodles, and the soup was more relieving the heat! Handed it to this young man, this young man held a coarse porcelain sea bowl in both hands, and gave it away, others had to spend half a day, and he ate it all in three bites!

"What a fan!" The young man enjoyed eating and had a rebellious face. "Old man, you prepare a few more masters, such snacks, I will report back to the adults and let the old man taste them!"

After saying this, the young man turned over and got on his horse, and the horse neighed again, and the whip snapped twice, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, and disappeared on the way from which he came.