Chapter 288: Wrapping Zongzi

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Song Chengzhong asked for leave, drove the family's ox cart, and took Sun and Cui Lao Er on the road.

Song Qingyuan watched the three of them leave, and when he turned around, he saw Li pouting unhappily, and he could almost hang an oil bottle on his mouth.

"What's wrong, mother?" Song Qingyuan asked amusedly.

Li's face was unhappy, "Why do you leave the matter to the two of them, your father and I are our own people." ”

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "I'm leaving the matter to the eldest uncle, and it has nothing to do with the uncle." ”

As for how the Sun family arranges manpower, it's none of her business.

"That's not all the same......" Lee muttered.

Song Qingyuan patted Li like a child, "You are my mother, how can I be willing to let you do such a hard thing." ”

"Really?" Li didn't believe it, and the corners of his eyes were still proudly provoked.

"Really!" Song Qingyuan nodded, and said in his ear, "Good, when the eldest aunt gets back the silver, I will buy you land." ”

"Write your name!" Song Qingyuan emphasized.

Write her name? Li Shi gasped and quietly lengthened his voice, "Really, really? ”

"Really! Absolutely true! Song Qingyuan nodded solemnly.

"Ah..................h

Song Qingyuan was frightened, and hurriedly blocked his ears, "Don't shout......"

"What are you shouting, it's early in the morning, you're full of ......," Zhou's scolding voice came out, "Second daughter-in-law, hurry up and change the water for the bean sprouts." ”

"Hey! Mother, here it is! Li covered his mouth and responded curtly.

Then he came to Song Qingyuan's side, taking advantage of Song Qingyuan's unpreparedness, "Let's chirp!" took a bite and kissed Song Qingyuan's face, "Mother's baby girl, my mother really didn't hurt you in vain!" ”

"That's it!" Song Qingyuan wiped his face and glared at Li, "Hurry up and get to work......

"Hey! This is going, this is going! Li's eyebrows danced, and he jumped and jumped into the bean sprouts room, which was once the second room.

After a while, Li came out with a pot of bean sprouts to change the water, and sang a little song in his mouth.

Song Qingyuan shook her head and smiled, her mother didn't grow up......

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Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, Da Lang, San Lang, and Song Chengli had been gone for nearly half a month, and Song Chengzhong and his family had been out for five or six days.

Song Qingyuan lay down in the rocking chair and basked in the sun.

Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong carried a small stool and came over, "Yuan'er, it's almost the Dragon Boat Festival, we want to make some zongzi to sell, what do you think?" ”

Song Qingyuan opened his eyes, "Yes!" ”

"Would you like to come along?" Song Qingmo asked.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "No need, you two come on!" She is not short of money now, there is no need to share that little money with the two sisters, "I can help you with the bag." ”

"No, you don't! No! Song Qingrong shook her head again and again, "We can wrap it ourselves." ”

"What are you going to pack?" Song Qingyuan chatted casually.

Song Qingmo, Song Qingrong glanced at each other and said, "We want to wrap rhubarb rice, Jiang rice is too expensive...... We plan to put red dates in the filling. ”

There are relatively few rice fields in Yulin County, and the price of rice and Jiang rice is much more expensive.

The cost of rhubarb rice is comparatively low.

The two sisters were right to think so.

It's just ...... "A single package of jujube dumplings, will it be too monotonous?" Song Qingyuan said.

"And what do you suggest?" Song Qingmo asked.

"Meat filling, bean paste filling, and eight-treasure filling can all be used." Song Qingyuan thought for a while and said, "Jiangmi's zongzi, let's wrap some too, there are many rich people in Qingshi Town." ”

"You can buy two catties of Jiang rice first, pack it out and sell it, and if you sell it well, you can pack more. You can put a batch in the natural house, and I will let them help sell it. ”

"For the rest, you can push the cart yourself and sell it." Song Qingyuan asked again, "Price, what are you going to do?" ”

"At first, we only planned to sell rhubarb rice and jujube dumplings, priced at two cents each." Song Qingmo added, "It's all sold like this outside. ”

"Now, the rhubarb rice dumplings are only three pennies, and the other bean pastes and eight-treasure dumplings are also two pennies, and the Jiang rice dumplings are ......" Song Qingmo scratched her head.

Hehe smiled, "Jiang Mi is fifteen wen a catty, and one catty can pack eight, then I will sell it for at least four to five wen." ”

"Then the other zongzi are four wen, and the meat zongzi are five wen." Song Qingyuan touched Song Qingmo's head, "Don't worry, I want everything that can't be sold." ”

"That's okay!" Song Qingrong said softly, "We can't take advantage of you." ”

Song Qingyuan chuckled, "I don't let you take advantage, we have to eat at home, the guys who live in nature, just send a festival gift, and give you the rest of the zongzi." ”

When Song Qingmo heard this, she raised her head, "I don't want your money, we will give you the dumplings we eat at home, and I will give you the rest as a gift." ”

Song Qingyuan shook his head, "Let's take a step back." ”

In the end, the three reached an agreement, and the family's zongzi Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo came out. If there is anything that can't be sold, it will be sold to Song Qingyuan.

agreed, the sisters, take action in a hurry, buy zongzi leaves, and wrap zongzi.

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The first time they made zongzi, Song Qingmo and the others prepared ten catties of rhubarb rice and five catties of Jiang rice. Soak in water for a day and a night.

On the second day, after picking soybeans and feeding chickens, ducks, pigs, Song Qingrong, Song Qingmo, Ye Shi moved a stool, sat in the yard, and wrapped the zongzi.

Not long after, Zhou also came out to help with the bag.

Song Qinglian also put down the work in her hand and came to the front of the three-room house.

Song Qingyuan brought the Li family to help.

The boiled zongzi leaves are unfolded, folded into triangles, scooped a spoonful of Jiang rice into it, put a jujube, or other filling, folded in half on both sides, tightly wrapped, and finally wrapped with a straw rope.

Seven people were busy together, and in about half an hour, the zongzi were wrapped.

Song Qingrong and Song Qingmo entered the kitchen to light a fire and began to cook zongzi.

After a while, "Mo'er, give you milk and they will all send it to taste...... Ye Shi commanded.

"I know!" Song Qingmo nodded, and distributed the boiled rice dumplings to everyone according to the head, one rhubarb rice dumpling and one Jiang rice dumpling per person.

Even Song Chengyi, Shiro, and Erlang's shares were also sent to the second room.

"Not bad!" Song Qingyuan took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, praising him.

"Yuan'er, do you think our zongzi can really be sold?" Song Qingmo was a little nervous, this time the cost cost was hundreds of yuan, and if she couldn't sell it, she would lose money.

"Absolutely! Believe in yourself! Song Qingyuan patted Song Qingmo.

Listening to Song Qingyuan's words, Song Qingmo smiled, and her heart was a lot more relaxed.

The boiled zongzi are divided into two buckets, one of which contains 20 yellow rice dumplings and 10 Jiangmi zongzi, which are sold on behalf of the natural residence.

The rest of the rice dumplings were in another bucket and were pushed by the two sisters to the town and sold along the streets.

Natural dwelling.

Song Qingyuan put a bucket of zongzi on the counter and said about the consignment.

Jiro walked over and threw an invitation card casually.

"What is this?" Song Qingyuan was puzzled, how could someone give her an invitation.

Erlang smiled evilly, "Chen Sanjin's son marries a wife......"

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