Chapter 8: It's not good to be a peasant mother-in-law (8)
In the afternoon, Jin Xing according to the agreement, brought the eldest and second and Zhu Yuan to Nanshan, this time she did not dare to go deep into the mountains, she asked Tongzi, Tongzi said that there are many mountain treasures in this mountain, and there are hundred-year-old ginseng, but it needs to go deep inside, not only dangerous, every time you point out the location to her, it costs a hundred merit points, Jin Xing feels that it is not cost-effective, so he did not consider it for the time being.
This time, Jin Xing not only picked grass and plant spices, but also cut cinnamon bark and picked bay leaves, all of which relied on Yuan'er, this kid, I didn't expect this kid to be so flexible, and it was also very stable, which was very rare, so she also gave him several mangoes that he bought in space.
When they asked, they said that it was already far away, and she picked it just now, but this kid cherished it and didn't eat it right away, put it down, and said that he would take it home for his younger brothers and sisters to eat later.
And Venus found more herbs this time, and taught them how to collect and preserve the herbs at that time, and it was a real field teaching.
Back at home, Zongye divided these spices into bags according to what he said before, and Jin Xing plans to teach the hotel to make braised vegetables tomorrow.
In addition to the recipes that can make a fortune, you can also monopolize the spice packets, so that a pack of fifty yuan is also a small income.
For this reason, those who have eaten stewed bamboo rats still say that the fifty wen is a loss. And she taught them that it is not advisable for a snake to swallow an elephant if the heart is not enough.
After that, the boss, Tong, and the children were making spice packets, but Kim went back to her room and drew one costume after another, a skill she learned in her second life.
After finishing the painting, he took it to Song's room, "Don't be too tired, instead of embroidering a handkerchief and not making a few dollars and breaking your eyes, embroidering the screen is even more distracting, just buy cloth and come back to make ready-to-wear, you can put away these pictures." You can also cooperate with the embroidery workshop first, and then see the opportunity to act. ”
The Song family has always been quiet and quiet, and it turned out that he was not liked by the original owner Jin Xing, because he always felt that there was a clear and lofty atmosphere on his body, which was not pleasant.
Song thought: In the past, her mother-in-law was never close to her, and even bored with her, how could she care about her eyes now. I felt weird in my heart, and today's mother-in-law not only didn't complain about her like the eldest sister, but also opened a small stove for her, it was fake that she was not moved, and she felt as if there was a warm current passing through her heart.
She took her mother-in-law's picture and stood up instantly, her eyes widened, not only shocked by the beautiful clothes, but also shocked by her mother-in-law's painting skills!
The depths, shadows, angles, and even the outlines of the flowers are clearly outlined, much more detailed than what they sketched with a brush.
"Mother, I can't accept this. If you take this to the show, not to mention two hundred taels, one hundred taels is worth it. Song Yun almost didn't hesitate, and told his mother-in-law the value.
This made Jin Xing also see that Song Yun was only afraid that she was more shy than Qinggao, but she was more literate and reasonable, so the original Jin Xing felt the gap, so she didn't like her, no, she was tempted to reflect it, if you want people to treat us sincerely, first of all, we can also treat people sincerely.
At any time, it is a one-to-one effort and gain.
"Your mother and I can't embroider it, it's useless to put this picture in my hands, you can maximize the benefits by putting it there, there is nothing that can't be accepted, you can accept it." Besides, now Jin Xing's complexion is not good, and her skin is like a peasant woman, so she can take these things to someone to talk about business cooperation, and it is strange not to recruit bad people.
So Jin Xing's idea didn't want Song Yun to take the picture, but let her produce the finished product first, and he took advantage of the time when she was out of the finished product to recuperate, at least the image had to be a woman who had seen the world to talk to others about business, she knew that she had a good foundation, and she only needed to make up for it well, so she could get rid of this image with a dull complexion and dark and wrinkled skin.
Besides, she has the idea of making cosmeceuticals after that, and with her own image, she is not convincing at present.
If you want to sell a beauty series, first of all, your skin and face have to be beaten, she is only forty-two years old now, a woman is forty-one flowers, she is not old at all, this fairy is eighteen years old!
"Xiaoyun, you study first, if you don't, just ask me, let's do it ourselves, but don't worry, just do a little bit a day, your main task now is to raise your body well, so that you can have milk to feed Wan'er, I don't have any requirements for you, as long as you fulfill the responsibilities of a mother, Wan'er is my granddaughter, you marry and meet my family's situation is not good, your father-in-law's business, my mother doesn't complain about you, you don't have a psychological burden, your father-in-law also wants our family to be harmonious, I won't live up to his ideas." When the time comes, we will find someone to cooperate, we will have a stronger confidence, don't be afraid, my mother will accompany you when she arrives. Jin Xing was also worried that Song Yun would take Qingning's negative words to heart, which would be quite bad for the mother, so he persuaded her from the perspective of being a mother-in-law.
Song Yun was a little uncomfortable today, Qing Song's growth did have half of the credit of the eldest sister, so the eldest sister complained to Qing Song that she didn't insinuate her, the delicate Wan'er was born from her belly, because she could only ensure food and clothing half a year ago, and then she gave birth, after giving birth, the first child was a little lacking in confidence, and the family was not very good.
So Wan'er's body became weaker and weaker, and she was too young to eat rough grain for fear of cutting her throat, so she took out her dowry money and opened a small stove a few times, so she barely didn't wean, otherwise she didn't even have milk, and Wan'er would be even more difficult.
"Don't be angry with your eldest sister, I've already told her, she's just because your father is gone, there's no place to vent, so she said nonsense, she has always loved Qingsong, and she has always been a private supplement to Qingsong, don't be a mother who doesn't know." Jin Xing saw that Song Yun was still not sweet or light, so he strengthened his efforts again, thinking that he would let Qingning apologize for a while.
Song Yun's face turned red instantly, "Mother, I know, the eldest sister loves Qing Song very much." Qingsong also loves her.
"Well, okay, I'm out, you remember what I explained, don't be tired of yourself, you know?" After Jin Xing finished playing with Wan'er who woke up, he left.
Subsequently, Qingning was asked by Jin Xing to exchange roles to think about Song Yun's heart, and then spontaneously apologized to Song Yun.
And then the two of them got better again.
Before it was dark, Qingning's family went back. Jin Xing reminded him again, and remembered to send the offal the next day.
The son-in-law is the eldest in the family, and only one sister is also married, so the son-in-law is very standing in their family, and no one will object to what he believes.
Early the next morning, the boss Qingning brought pork offal and brought twenty catties of pork belly over, and then Jin Xing taught her to make four big dishes: braised pork offal, preserved pork liver and enema, and Mao Xuewang.
After doing it, he asked Tang to wait for a few days to dry and send the enema to the village chief.