The weather is getting colder by the day.

On a sunny day, you can always see a layer of white frost on the black tiles in the early morning.

In a blink of an eye, it was Layue, and several batches of sweet potato strips were sold a few days ago, and the Tang couple also had some silver money in their hands.

Today they brought the last batch of sweet potato strips of the year to the town to sell, and they also have a particularly important thing today, which is to go to the county to buy some New Year's goods and children's clothes.

In the past few months, Tang Yuehua has grown a lot taller, the sleeves of her clothes have been shortened, and these days she is busy drying sweet potato strips at home, and she doesn't care about the children.

Tang Yuehua and Tang Shi were carrying large and small packages in their hands, most of which were medicines concocted by Tang Yuehua these days, as well as newly developed gouache.

The heavy things were carried by Tang Yuehua's father, they went down the mountain road, crossed the ferry, and rented a board car when they arrived in Taohua Town, pushing things to Funing County.

"Ah Yue, are you tired? Would you like to go up and sit for a while? Chen Nianqun was afraid that his daughter would be a little tired.

"It's okay, Dad, I can walk."

These days, because she has to carry a book up and down the mountain every day, her body's tolerance has become much stronger, and now it is not a big problem for her to run with weights.

"Mother, why don't you go up and sit for a while?" She turned her gaze to Tong.

When Tang heard his daughter's words, he shook his head, "I can also walk, these roads are nothing, I don't carry anything in my hand, if you are tired, your father will push me for a while." ”

The family said as they walked and arrived in Funing County before lunch.

The family first pulled the things to the back kitchen of Piaoxiang Building, and the people working inside saw them and immediately went to the shopkeeper.

These days, Chen Nianqun will come to deliver goods from time to time, and the shopkeeper often mentions the family.

The shopkeeper, who was greeting the guests in front, heard the man's announcement, entertained the guests, and went to the back kitchen.

"Brother Chen, why did you send it yourself today? We'll pick it up when the time comes. The shopkeeper was a little surprised.

"Shopkeeper, our family came to the county seat today, so I'll bring it here, and next time you won't need a guy to pick up the goods." There are a lot of sweet potato strips this time, do you accept them? Chen Nianqun looked at the things on his cart.

"Collect, of course, we can't sell it in our county, we can transport it to the next county to sell, the color of your batches of sweet potato strips is quite good, and the guests like it."

"Great, you can call it the story." Chen Nianqun took off the two large bags of sweet potato strips on the cart.

"Wang Lin, you go and bring the scale." The shopkeeper called the guy in the kitchen.

Soon, the one named Wang Lin came over with a handful of one-person tall scales.

Tang Yuehua watched his father hang the sack with a weighing hook, and the flat pole passed through the rope on the scale, and one person carried the sweet potato off the ground.

"One hundred and three pounds." The shopkeeper dialed the scale, looked at the scale rod down a little, looked at the scale on it, and reported a number.

Apparently his reading was a bit inflated.

"The shopkeeper, these two bags are three catties, and after deduction, they are one hundred catties." Chen Nianqun reported a number.

The shopkeeper motioned for the man to carry the things down, then took the money bag on his body, took a tael of silver and handed it to Chen Nianqun.

"Thanks to your sweet potato strips this year, the business in the store is much better, and you can take a look at any fresh food you have." The shopkeeper did not forget to explain.

He is looking forward to what fresh food this family can come up with, and this year he has sold a lot of sweet potato strips alone, but the quantity is a little small, and he doesn't know if their family is willing to sell the recipe.

"Brother Chen, do you think this will work? You sold us the recipe for sweet potato strips, but your family's goods are really not enough, and our owner also has restaurants in other places. ”

In fact, these days, the chef of their Piaoxiang Building has also pondered the recipe of sweet potato strips, but there is still something missing, thinking that their family also has a scholar, and they also want to get a good fate, maybe one day their family will have two children.

Tang Yuehua: They had actually discussed this matter several times before they came.

After all, it is not difficult to make this sweet potato strip, and if someone is interested in studying it for a while, they will be able to figure out how to get it.

Besides, their family doesn't open restaurants or restaurants, so it's a good choice to sell it now, but the people in the village also inquired several times, because they also knew that their family relied on sweet potatoes to sell for money.

Tang Yuehua took advantage of their conversation to pull her mother aside.

"Mother, promise him, but I have to tell him, the people in the village may already know some of this method, and they may follow this sweet potato strip next year."

"Okay, I'll go talk to my father."

"Dad, the people in our village already know some of this method, you talk to the shopkeeper."

Tong said on her husband's ear.

Chen Nianqun knew that this must be his daughter's attention, and they had said it several times at home these days, and he nodded.

"Shopkeeper, others may know part of this recipe, do you still want to?" He said ugly things ahead.

The shopkeeper glanced at them and knew that they meant the same thing.

"It doesn't matter, there aren't many sweet potatoes in other people right now, and there shouldn't be so many people who grow sweet potatoes, and when they plant them next year, our sweet potato strips will be sold almost as well."

The shopkeeper also knows that this business is exclusive, and it is estimated that it will not last long, and he mainly wants to make friends with this family.

"And how much do you want to sell this recipe for?"

"We don't know much about business, we believe in the shopkeeper, you can make a price." Chen Nianqun believes in the people he deals with these days.

The shopkeeper felt that although this man was a farmer, his brain was quite clever.

"Then two hundred pieces of silver."

"Two hundred taels?" The couple was taken aback, the money they got from selling sweet potato strips these days was only a few taels, and they could sell it for two hundred taels with a recipe.

"Do you think it's too little?" The shopkeeper was a little confused.

The couple immediately shook their heads, too little is too much, "Just according to what the shopkeeper said." ”

The shopkeeper got two silver tickets and gave them to Chen Nianqun, and he thought about it for a while It would be more convenient to ask for silver.

They agreed that next year's sweet potato strips will still be sold to Piaoxianglou.

With the money, the family was ready to go to the street to buy something, the boxing gifts they wanted to buy for their husband were too thin, and now they were going to look at the shops that sold some tea and supplements.

The husband and wife also wanted to buy some good paper and pens for the children, and Ah Yue's things were basically those of Master Kong Ming, and now that they had some money on hand, they wanted to buy some for the children.

Because Tang Yuehua wanted to go to the vicinity of the South Gate Pocket to have a look, she sold her gouache, and wanted to buy some sugar cakes, and then go over to send some medicine to Old Man Hu.

Today is the day of the big gathering, and the vicinity of the City God Temple is very lively, but the shouting in the excitement is particularly discordant.