"Yes, I remember." Jin Shan nodded seriously.

Others fight for their fathers, are rampant and domineering, and have to be arrogant. And she is just looking for a protective shell for her sister and mother, and she doesn't want them to get hurt.

Wednesday handed over the rice wine: "Man girl, don't bother with this person in the future, you will chew the root of your tongue." ”

"Okay, thank you, Third Uncle." After paying for the copper plate, Suman took Susan back with him.

"Sister, you have to remember that the reason why others treat us like this is because we are poor. So they are snobbish and look down on us. From now on, we will work hard to earn money, get ahead, and impress them when the time comes. Suman said firmly.

"Well, I must get ahead."

Returned home.

Yang Cuiliu had already washed the jar: "Man girl, did you call the wine?" ”

"Yes, it's coming." Su Man put down the jar and scooped the bowl next to him full of wine, Yang Cuiliu put the wild sour dates inside, all the sour dates were soaked in wine, and then put the sour dates into the jar with a spoon.

Looking at the two large jars full of them, Su Man looked excited: "Great, let's sell it in the market next month, and we will definitely be able to sell it at a good price." ”

"Yes, listen to you." Yang Cuiliu took the jar away and put it away.

"Mother, I'll make you a pickled radish for you to taste, if it's delicious, we'll sell it later." Su Man ran to the cellar as he spoke, and came out with four or five turnips.

"You girl, now your mind is full of making money." Yang Cuiliu didn't know why her daughter had so many ideas, and she was naturally happy to see that her days were getting better and better day by day.

"Of course, when we make money, we will live in a big house, and let Shan go to the school, so that those who have bullied us will be greedy." Suman said excitedly.

Suman cut off the head and whiskers of the turnip, washed it with water, cut it into small cubes, and put it in a large basin.

"Sister, I brought the seasoning, sister, what are you doing?" Susan excitedly walked over with the jar in her arms and looked at the turnip cubes.

"Pickled turnips."

"But everyone else has radish strips, why do you cut them into such big pieces?" Susan was curious.

"Sister, you have to remember that scarcity is expensive, and if everything is the same, it is not worth much. So we have to be different from other people's so that we can sell for more money. Even if it's a turnip, it can be done differently. You can't always stick to the old ways, the old-fashioned approach is no longer valuable, and you must dare to innovate. ”

Listening to Suman's words word by word, Susan seemed to understand a little, but she didn't seem to understand.

Looking at his sister's puzzled little face, Su Man smiled lightly: "You have to learn a lot, remember to stick to your own ideas no matter when." ”

Susan nodded heavily, watching her sister pour a lot of spices into it, more curious, and looked at it seriously.

After a while, the white radish turned red, and the two sisters stirred excitedly with their hands, very happy.

"Sister, this radish is red, can you eat it?" Susan asked, staring at the radish.

"You taste it."

The little girl picked one up and put it in her mouth, sour, sweet, verdant, and a little spicy.

"Wow, it's delicious, I've never eaten such a delicious pickled radish, sister, you're amazing."

"Little ponyf." Su Man smiled lightly, and Yang Cuiliu also came over to taste a piece, praising the deliciousness.

Other people's pickled radishes are salty to death, and they don't taste at all, but Suman's crisp and sweet is very appetizing.