After this farce, the old mansion can be regarded as returning to the pre-liberation period.

Without their involvement, Zhou Ziyi's pickles on their side were at a low point for a short time, and they started selling hot again.

On this day, after Zhou Ziyi delivered the goods from Yunlailou, he saw an ox cart swaying in front of him as soon as he returned to the village.

When I got closer, I realized that the man was a little familiar.

And the man saw Zhou Ziyi and laughed happily. "I've found you, I made all the things you said last time, and you didn't come to get them, I thought you forgot!"

Zhou Ziyi was stunned for a moment, and immediately remembered the jars she customized.

Later, because of the things in the old mansion and the pickles, I forgot about it.

immediately confessed, "I'm sorry uncle, I really had something at home a few days ago, and I was tired of you running." ”

Seeing that she was speaking quite decently, the uncle shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just passing by and looking for it." ”

"Then you can send the jar to my house!" Zhou Ziyi said.

"Done!"

The jars were very well made, especially as she had thought, and made them the way she wanted. The patterns on it are also in accordance with her ideas, drawing the appearance of a small bridge and flowing water, with the words Xinghua Village.

It's just that after all, it's a clay pot, and it's still not as good as a porcelain pot, and the pattern is not very clear. It's already pretty good, though.

Zhou Ziyi was very satisfied.

The silver money of the jar was paid, and a few pennies were given for errands.

The man was so happy that he kept talking about it as he left. "Next time, if you need it again, just come to me."

"No problem!" Zhou Ziyi said with a smile.

After the man left, Zhou Ziyi thought that the pickles made at home yesterday were almost the same, so she washed and dried these small jars.

In the afternoon, I divided the pickles I had made before.

One and a half catties, add kimchi water to it, and finally close the lid and water it outside, so that the air in the jar will not be emitted, and it is no problem to store such kimchi for half a year, and it is more transported.

Zhou Ziyi was playing on the side, and Wang looked at her very curiously.

"Girl, you make this pickle jar like this, so do we still sell our fried pickles?"

"Of course it's sold, I'm going to send these to other places!" After the last time the old mansion grabbed business, Zhou Ziyi thought about it, she couldn't just put her eyes on this Mochizuki Town.

It's too small, even if there is no old mansion, there are other people. However, it would be different if it could be shipped out. They made small profits and occupied the entire Ming Dynasty.

Not only pickles, but also when they are ripe in the future, they can also launch a variety of instant dishes, just like the instant dishes of the future world, and make a whole series.

As soon as she thought of this, Zhou Ziyi felt a surge in her heart.

While the two were talking, someone suddenly ran in quickly outside the door.

"Ziyi, Ziyi......"

The person who came was a leper, with a panicked look. Zhou Ziyi was stunned, "What's wrong?" ”

"Several carriages have come from the entrance of the village, coming in the direction of your house......

Zhou Ziyi hurriedly stretched out his head to look out, and sure enough, he saw several high-headed horses rolling towards this side.

Wang immediately became nervous, "Ziyi, what the hell is going on?" Isn't there any trouble for our family? ”

Zhou Ziyi frowned, shouldn't it?