Early the next morning, after Gu Qiurong got up and finished breakfast, she and Aunt Zhang went to the mountains to break tender bamboo shoots, and did not return home until sunset.

Gu's mother was lying on the bed, looking at Gu Qiurong who was returning with a full load, her heart was both happy and distressed, Gu Qiurong didn't feel heartless, but it was still a good opportunity to lose weight and fitness.

Gu's mother looked at Gu Qiurong, who was sweating profusely, and said with a distressed face: "Rong'er, I'm tired today." ”

Gu Qiurong pointed to the bamboo shoots full of bamboo shoots and asked, "Mother, what are you going to do with these bamboo shoots?" ”

"Ming'er is the day of the market in the town, so you and Aunt Zhang will go to the town to sell bamboo shoots together. It's just that it is estimated that there should be a lot of villagers in the market now who are also selling bamboo shoots, and if you don't sell well, don't be discouraged, if you really can't bring it back and eat it yourself. ”

Gu Qiurong thought for a while and asked, "Mother, since this is the case, why don't we make these tender bamboo shoots into dried bamboo shoots, and even if we eat them ourselves, we can store them for a long time." ”

Gu's mother looked at Gu Qiurong with a puzzled expression and asked, "Rong'er, what are you talking about?" What is preserved bamboo shoots? How come I've never heard of it? ”

Gu Qiurong also asked with a little surprise: "Mother, are you saying that you don't have bamboo shoots for sale here yet?" ”

Gu's mother thought for a while and replied, "No, but my mother used to be a girl in her mother's house, and I heard people mention it, but we haven't seen it in this town." ”

As soon as she heard this, suddenly a plan to make a fortune came to Gu Qiurong's heart!

"Mother, since everyone is selling fresh and tender bamboo shoots now, then we won't join in the fun. I saw that the sun was very strong these days, so why don't I take advantage of this time to make these young bamboo shoots into dried bamboo shoots, so that I can sell a rare one. ”

Gu Mu hesitated and said, "Your idea is good, but will everyone really buy this thing that they have never seen before?" ”

Gu's mother was also right, and then Gu Qiurong thought for a moment and said: "Mother, then let's do it, I will first make some of the tender bamboo shoots into bamboo shoots, and then I will bring the tender bamboo shoots and the bamboo shoots to the market to sell together, and when I bring them, I will know if my method will work, so that our losses can be minimized." ”

Gu's mother looked at Gu Qiurong in front of her with a relieved expression, and instantly felt very comforted in her heart. It's just that now in order to prevent others from suspecting that he is pretending to be sick or something, he has to be paralyzed in bed again.

In this way, all the burdens of the family naturally fell on Gu Qiurong's shoulders.

In the early morning, the sky had just dawned, and Aunt Zhang, who lived at the foot of the mountain, called Gu Qiurong to go to the market to sell bamboo shoots together.

Gu Qiurong washed her face with cold water, and instantly felt a lot more energetic.

Gu Qiurong didn't have time to eat breakfast, so she hurriedly went down the mountain with a bamboo basket containing bamboo shoots.

This scene reminded Gu Qiurong of when she was a child, when she was in the countryside, her grandmother would carry the chickens and ducks raised at home to the street to sell them before the Chinese New Year.

Gu Qiurong followed behind her, and after her grandmother finished selling chickens and ducks, she would take herself to buy new clothes for the New Year and buy New Year's goods.

Thinking about it, Gu Qiurong's eyes inadvertently had a few more tears.

In the blink of an eye, Gu Qiurong had already followed Aunt Zhang and her party to the market, although this was the town, but now it refreshed Gu Qiurong's perception of the town.

Gu Qiurong originally thought that it was a small township with few streets, but the town in front of her was bigger than she expected.

There was an endless stream of pedestrians on the street, and the stalls and vendors on both sides of the street were shouting loudly.

Gu Qiurong couldn't help but sigh in her heart: "It's not the most prosperous dynasty in history. ”

But it didn't take long for Gu Qiurong's enthusiasm to be extinguished.

Because in the past, Gu's mother came forward to sell things in the market, and everyone usually wanted Gu's mother to do business and talk well, so naturally they would take care of this more or less.

But now everyone doesn't even look at this new face Gu Qiurong, let alone buy her bamboo shoots.

Although Aunt Zhang, who was standing across the street, didn't say how good the business was, at least a few acquaintances took care of the business.

"Blossom, Blossom, can you help me figure out a way? How embarrassing it would be for me to continue like this. ”

At this time, Hua Rui's voice appeared in his mind: "Master, this is a rule of your willingness, I can't let you buy and sell." ”

Hearing this, Gu Qiurong rolled her eyes, "I asked you to help me find a way, not for you to say cool things." ”

"Hmm~ Then you're idle now anyway, so why don't you just learn skills here for a while."

As soon as the voice of the stamen fell, the kitchen appeared in front of Gu Qiurong's eyes again.

Gu Qiurong suddenly seemed to remember something, and immediately picked up the cooking textbook and flipped through it.

After a while, I saw the practice of preserved bamboo shoots. Gu Qiurong read it according to the method in the book, as if she wanted to record all the knowledge in this book in her mind.

"Xiao Rong ~ Xiao Rong ~"

With a shout, the kitchen and the book in his hand gradually disappeared without a trace.

Gu Qiurong only found out that she had just fallen asleep at this time, and Aunt Zhang saw that Gu Qiurong had also woken up, so she said with a little distress: "Child, you must have not had time to eat breakfast yet, what kind of boiled chicken soup and stewed bamboo shoots and the like in your dream just said." ”

After speaking, Aunt Zhang also took out a food that looked like a steamed bun from the bamboo basket and handed it to Gu Qiurong's hand and said, "Auntie, there is another nest here, if you don't dislike it, you can eat it first." After a while, when the market is over, we will go home and cook. ”

Speaking of food at this time, Gu Qiurong still really felt a little hungry. Seeing that the relationship between the two families was not bad, Gu Qiurong was naturally unceremonious, and she ate her head as a result.

Seeing that the people in the market are becoming scarcer and rarer, only half of Aunt Zhang's bamboo shoots in bamboo baskets are sold.

From the time of rushing to the market to now, Gu Qiurong's bamboo shoots have only sold two, and Gu Qiurong looked at the only six copper plates in her hand and was very disappointed.

The whole family is now counting on these bamboo shoots to be used for some silver, but now it seems that ........

"Let's go, Xiao Rong, we should go home and make lunch."

Aunt Zhang looked at Gu Qiurong with a disappointed face, and comforted her all the way, and scolded the vicious grandmother and unscrupulous lady from time to time.

"Aunt Zhang, have you ever heard of dried bamboo shoots?"

Aunt Zhang, who was originally talking, was a little confused when Gu Qiurong asked her like this, "What bamboo shoots?" I haven't heard of it when I'm so old. ”

Then Gu Qiurong asked several women who were on the same road, and everyone said that they had never heard of bamboo shoots at all.

Gu Qiurong returned home, looking at Gu's mother's face full of anticipation, Gu Qiurong could only take out one or two pieces of silver from the system backpack, and said proudly with a strong face: "Mother, you see how good I am, I sold one or two silver back today, I am the best one among everyone." ”

After hearing this, Gu's mother also praised happily: "My Rong'er is clever, even if my mother went out to sell bamboo shoots, she could barely sell dozens of copper plates." Originally, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sell it, but I didn't expect it to be my mother who underestimated your ability. ”

Hearing this, Gu Qiurong couldn't help but say in her heart: "Mother, you really didn't underestimate my ability. ”