Chapter 17: Do We Have a Market?
Yang Cuiliu and several people gathered around the table, eating excitedly and talking.
Except for Suman, everyone else had eaten such a dish for the first time, and all the meat and vegetables were put together, and the taste was very special and very good.
"It's delicious, how do you make it?" The fifth aunt asked curiously.
"It's simple, it's to fry the meat first, and then put it all together and stew it together." Suman explained.
"Okay, I'll try it later."
After lunch, Su Man specially asked Yang Cuiliu to bring a lot of dishes to the fifth aunt's family.
The two of them said that they would not accept anything, and the days of the Cuiliu family, they knew better than anyone how they could take advantage of this.
"Fifth uncle, you can take it five aunts, otherwise next time the roof leaks, how can I trouble you." Su Man said that this is on it, and the fifth uncle and five aunts are not good at shirking, so they can only take it.
After sending them away, Suman lay on the bed, and now he could sleep beautifully.
Glancing at the quilt on his body, Su Man frowned: "Mother, do we have a market here?" ”
"Yes, in town, why are you asking this?" Yang Cuiliu was puzzled.
"We have so many dishes that we can't eat them ourselves, so we take them out and sell them. If you change the money, you can buy new quilts, new clothes, and spices. Suman said.
Yang Cuiliu looked at the quilt on the bed, yes, this is still the one she married when she got married. Su Mandu is ten years old and has been covered for more than ten years, and it is long overdue to change.
"Your Uncle Shi's family has a donkey cart, and I always take his car to the town, and it just so happens that tomorrow is the market, or I'll go and talk to his family." Yang Cuiliu asked.
"Okay." Su Man watched Yang Cuiliu go out and went to the cellar.
Vegetables, nothing fresh, and they don't sell for much.
Su Man went to the back room again, and looked at the garlic sprouts and soybean sprouts, although they had grown some, but they were not yet ripe.
Su Man hurriedly shook his wrist: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, do you have a way to make my garlic sprouts and bean sprouts grow faster?" ”
"Master, can't you let me do something with a high IQ, this kind of trivial thing also looks for me, it's really overkill." The little white snake stretched and blew at the two things.
In an instant, soybean sprouts and garlic sprouts grew wildly, and Su Man, who watched it, was shocked: "Xiaobai, you are so powerful, then you blow every day from now on, won't I make a lot of money." ”
Xiaobai almost vomited blood: "Master, my precious spiritual power is also limited, how can I waste it on such a trivial matter." ”
"Little things, you can only think of anything else when you are full of food and drink and dress warmly, otherwise everything else is." Su Man gave it a blank look, and quickly took the scissors and cut the garlic seedlings, and now there will be money to be made tomorrow.
In the afternoon, Su Man's mother and daughter sorted out the vegetables in the cellar, kept some for themselves, and packed the rest into boxes.
"Man girl, there are so many dishes, have we sold them?" Yang Cuiliu had no bottom in her heart.
"Don't worry, mother, it must be sold, if there are more people selling, we will sell it cheaply." Suman replied.
"My sister has sold it, what should we do with what we eat?" Susan looked curious.
"Let's buy some fertilizer and raise the land and grow our own vegetables, so that we won't be able to eat all of them." Suman had inspected the soil, but it was too barren. If you put it in modern times, put some fertilizer or something, and it will be no problem.
"Sister, you're amazing." Susan looked adoring.
"Little pony, let's get to work." Su Man suddenly felt that it was not bad to be worshipped.
Yang Cuiliu looked at her busy daughter, and when she woke up from the girl, she found that she was sensible and very assertive, which made her feel relieved.