The Qian family is too poor, and after dealing with it for the past few days, there is no rice or vegetables in the kitchen.

There are a few mouths at home waiting for dinner, but Qian Qianqian has no choice, "Let's go, my sister will take you up the mountain to dig wild vegetables." ”

took the three of them up the mountain to look around, but the situation was even worse than Qian Qianqian thought: because the people in the village also often went up the mountain, there was nothing to eat left, and there were not many wild vegetables.

Qian Qianqian walked all the way, but found that the fungus and mushrooms growing in the shadows were not collected, and she wanted to pick some back, but was stopped by Qian Fen: "Sister, these can't be eaten." ”

Qian Qianqian said: "Didn't I make fungus for you last time?" Eatable. ”

Qian Fen hesitated: "That's what it looks like at home, maybe it's different." The fungus and mushrooms on this mountain, some people in the village used to be hungry and couldn't eat them, so they picked and ate them, but they were poisoned, so no one dared to eat them later. ”

Qian Qianqian smiled: "They should be picking poisonous fungus and poisonous mushrooms." Come, a few of you come here, I'll teach you to tell which ones are non-toxic, let's collect more. ”

A few little guys heard that these things could be eaten, and hurriedly gathered around to listen to her explanation, and then every little bit was picked up and brought over to her to explain, and the little one was very serious.

One afternoon, the four sisters and brothers loaded a basket of fungus mushrooms and walked back, Qian Fen asked: "Sister, there are so many, won't they spoil if you can't finish eating?" ”

"Let's keep some of it for cooking, and then make the surplus into pickles and sell it in the city, maybe we can get a little income." Qian Qianqian pondered: Since the people here don't know that these things can be eaten, they should be interested in the novel fungus mushroom pickles.

Qian Fen's eyes lit up when she heard that she could make money: "Sister, then I'll help you do it." ”

"Okay." Qian Qianqian smiled: There are so many things, naturally she needs her younger siblings to help clean them up, but she still needs to study how to make pickles.

A few days later.

Qian Qianqian researched and made mushrooms and fungus into pickles, and blended the flavors that the locals were accustomed to, so she and Qian Fen took the pickles to the city to sell.

"Fresh fungus mushroom pickles, try it and take a look."

Many people were still a little interested when they heard the name, but when they got closer, they only glanced at it hurriedly, and then turned around and left.

The two shouted for a long time, but no one cared.

Qian Fen said frustratedly: "Sister, everyone has never eaten this kind of pickle, will it be uneasy?" ”

Qian Qianqian pursed her lips, saw a well-dressed woman coming over, and hurriedly introduced: "Guest, look, the freshly made pickles, fungus and mushrooms are all freshly picked in the mountains, and the taste is fresh, can you taste it?" ”

The woman said, "Mushrooms and fungus? That can also be eaten? ”

Qian Qianqian immediately tasted it in front of her, "The pickles we make at home have been eating, and they are quite nutritious." ”

The woman looked at the color, and thought it was good, but when she saw that the pickles on her stall were all in simple sand jars, "That's what your pickles are packed in?" ”

Qian Qianqian found that disgust flashed in the woman's eyes, and hurriedly said: "Although the jar is not good-looking, the taste is absolutely pure...... Eh, don't go. ”

The woman still didn't look back.

Qian Fen's little face, which finally ignited hope, drooped again, "I thought she would buy it." ”

Qian Qianqian gritted her teeth: "It's not a pickle problem." The poor eat homemade pickles at home, and no one will spend money on this, but the rich don't look down on the packaging and dislike it......"

She thought of the woman's eyes and was ruthless: "Fenfen, let's take the silver we got from the family and buy some beautiful jars." ”

Qian Fen worried: "But what if I buy a jar and still can't sell it?" When the time comes, a tael of silver will only be exchanged for a bunch of cans that cannot be eaten or drunk, no matter how beautiful it is, it will be useless. ”

Qian Qianqian insisted: "The purpose of buying cans is to sell these pickles, otherwise we won't be busy in vain these days." ”

These days, Qian Fen is used to listening to her, and seeing that she is determined, she has no choice but to agree: "Sister, then you go buy cans, I'll watch the stall here." ”

"Okay." Qian Qianqian explained, then went to the shop in the city to buy some beautiful jars and jars, and came back, repackaged and sealed.

"These jars, a tael of silver?" Qian Fen was a little distressed.

"Don't think about the silver or two, what we have to think about now is how to sell the pickles." Qian Qianqian opened a jar of pickles and fanned it with her hand, letting the fragrance waft out, which attracted a lot of passers-by after a while, and some girls were attracted by the beautiful jars.

"This jar is so beautiful, what's in it?"

"Pickles." Qian Qianqian hurriedly took out a clean plate and put out a small pickle for people to taste, "A few girls try it, this mushroom fungus pickle is definitely the only one." ”

The girls tasted two bites and nodded repeatedly: "Sure enough, the taste is unique, I have never eaten this pickle." How much? ”

Qian Fen's eyes lit up, and she just wanted to say Shiwen, which was the price they had negotiated.

Qian Qianqian grabbed in front of her and spoke, "Twenty wen a can." ”

"Twenty Wen, so expensive?" A few people were surprised, and some people were watching at the same time. Qian Qianqian said: "A few girls have also tasted it, this taste and raw materials are absolutely unique, besides, this packaging alone is worth a lot of money, I didn't make much money for twenty wen, it also depends on how many of you are, you will buy more, otherwise it will be thirty wen." ”

When a few people heard it, they looked at the exquisite jar again, and they also felt that it made sense, it was indeed cheap to drop from 30 to 20 wen, "Give us one can per person." ”

Two girls liked the taste so much that they said directly, "Since it's such a good deal, then give me two cans." Be careful not to break the jar. ”

Qian Qianqian responded with a smile, Qian Fen's action of holding the jar was unconsciously much lighter, and the two sisters smiled and packaged the pickles and handed them to the guests, "A few slow walks." ”

The rest of the people smelled the taste and came to taste it, Qian Qianqian said directly: "Buy 30 Wen alone, if you buy more, it is a discount price of 20 Wen, and a few people discuss it, you can buy it together." ”

When many people heard this, they hurriedly shouted to their acquaintances to make up the numbers, and soon the pickles were sold out.

Later, Qian Qianqian was responsible for selling, and Qian Fen was only responsible for collecting money.

"Whew, I'm tired." Selling the last can of pickles, Qian Qianqian pinched her waist, and when she turned around, she saw Qian Fen's eyes shining, "Sister, after putting aside the cost, we actually made a tael of silver!" ”

Qian Qianqian estimated that it was also at this price, but she was not much surprised, "Now I don't think that the one or two silver dollars are a loss." ”

Qian Fen touched the silver and nodded again and again, "My sister is the best." ”

After this incident, she couldn't help but believe in her sister's ability more and more, "Sister, do we need to buy some more jars?" I still have a lot of pickles at home. ”

Qian Qianqian nodded: "Let's pick it together, there are still a lot of tricks." ”