"Stir-fry fat sausages. Oh, you don't know, it's delicious—"

Before Jiao's words were finished, Qian Chuanchuan waved his hand unhappily: "What's delicious!" Stinky and stinky. ”

"You're wrong, people don't know how to clean it, and it doesn't smell at all."

"It stinks if you don't have it, don't take that disgusting me, I won't eat it!"

"If you don't eat it, you won't eat it, who will buy it and beg you?" Jiao snorted and left.

Qian squatted on the ground, almost vomiting. That year, she gave birth to her second son, Hei Chou, Yang Shanwa took the money, saying that she wanted to buy her an old hen stewed soup to drink, but she went to the town to play money, and lost only seven or eight cents, he whimsically, bought some pig intestines, and went home to wash and give money to stew soup.

Money skewers are the most gluttonous, even if they smell, she can eat them.

Who knows, the more I eat, the more stinky it becomes, and finally I can't help it, I vomit it all, and since then, the money skewers can't smell the pig's intestines. Jiao's didn't know what to do, he was robbed by the money strings, and returned home angrily, and he had nothing to do for a while.

Qian Wencai still takes the plate to eat for nothing every day, and Mingshan is not so desperate in his work, he gives a little bit every time and sends him away.

Wen Jin saw Qian Wencai bend his index finger and scrape it on his face, which means that Qian Wencai is shameless, Qian Wencai was ashamed and annoyed, glared at Wen Jin, and saw that the people next to him were looking this way, and walked into the crowd with a red face.

In a blink of an eye, the wax moon was over, and on the twenty-ninth day, there were still three pairs of pig intestines that had not been sold.

"What to do? It can't be sold out. Mingshan was very frustrated, two days ago Wen Jin asked him not to be greedy for cheap goods, and he must make arrangements, although he promised to buy goods, but he was really hot-headed in the face of cheap goods, and put Wen Jin's words aside.

"I haven't sold it today, and if I can't sell it out, I will make it into sauce pork intestines, and we can still eat it after the New Year." Wen Jin comforted.

"Can it be stored for a long time?"

"Hmm!"

Although Wen Jin said this, Mingshan was still very sad, there were so many of them, the two families were probably tired of eating.

"Uncle Mingshan, it's a big deal to sell these raw tomorrow, people can't fry me so fragrant, but you can wash it and fry it casually, it's also delicious, don't worry." The purchase price is cheap, and now that it is cleaned, the quality is not bad, Wen Jin is very confident.

Mingshan barely squeezed out a smile.

Who knew that on this day, there were a lot of people who bought it, Wen Jin was so busy that he couldn't fry it, it turned out that some people wanted to use this to cook during the New Year's Festival, so they waited for these two days to buy it.

Although the spicy fat sausage doesn't sound good, it is delicious, Wen Jin's fried price is only the same price as the big fat meat, many people have calculated it, and think that it is still this cheap, some people think well, go home and fry some bamboo shoots, two together, one can be used as two or three dishes, delicious and affordable.

It was that Wen Jin was exhausted, and she didn't stop until the sun was about to set.

Holding the heavy money bag, Wang Mingshan smiled from ear to ear, it was getting late, he didn't count, roughly divided into two piles, packed them in bags, handed one to Wen Jin, and there were still some raw materials left, he also divided Wen Jin some, so he asked his brother to help clean up the stall, and drove the ox cart himself to send Wen Jin home.

"Exhausted, aren't you?"

"I haven't been tired on the first day, but I'm getting my arms out."

Wen Jin went home and counted it, and he earned more than 700 wen that day, plus he didn't leave any money to buy raw materials, the total amount turned out to be 1,000 and 5 wen. That's worth a tael of silver.

Since that day, Webster has stopped accepting Wen Jin's money and let her keep it for herself. She also saw that this child would never spend it indiscriminately.

Wen Jin actually had more than 4,000 yuan in her hand, so she happily grabbed a handful and rubbed it in her hand, but she didn't dare to make a loud noise, lest Wei Shi hear it, alas, this second aunt, everything is good, she just thinks that people who love money are not good, and she is worried that Wen Jin has become a profiteer.

On the first day of the new year, he went back to the town to pay New Year's greetings to Lao Jiao's family, this hurdle could not be spared no matter what, Wen Jin was helpless, and followed behind Wen Han with his head down.

"My grandmother won't let you come to my house!" Wen Cai stood at the black lacquer gate, spat at Wen Jin, and shouted.

The second uncle, who was walking in front, stopped in surprise, and the second aunt's face turned pale.

"Bastard! Wencai, you haven't stopped reading all these years, that's how Mr. taught you how to treat people? Wen Han angrily blocked in front of Wen Jin, his little face had never been so majestic, nor had he been so loud, Qian Wencai was frightened, stood stunned for a few seconds, and ran home crying "Wow".

Jiao immediately ran out of the house, followed by Qian Xiangui.

"Uncle! How could Brother Wencai be like that? Don't even talk about the minimum courtesy? Although I am only an elder brother, I also have the responsibility of educating my younger brother and maintaining the dignity of the Qian family. You're right? ”

Qian Xiangui was dumbfounded, when did his nephew, who has always been submissive, be so eloquent? He couldn't answer for a while.

"Wencai's younger brother is ten years old this year, and he has been studying for four years, how can he be like an ignorant woman and child, who only knows the shortcomings of his parents, but does not talk about the morality of his relatives? Uncle, you don't teach him. ”

Qian Xiangui originally wanted to teach Wen Han a lesson, but he was stunned by the next series of cannons, what is the situation? Co-authored he was taught a lesson by his nephew?

But Wenhan was right, he couldn't refute a word, and he was forced to teach his rude son in front of everyone, the big house of the Qian family, when did the second room be suppressed? What's more, as an elder, he made his nephew speechless?

The courtyard was quiet for a while, and the atmosphere was very tense.

Lao Jiao came out angrily and yelled at Qian Xiancheng: "For the New Year, what is wrong with the child that can't be taught tomorrow?" ”

Qian Xiancheng was stunned, what does it have to do with him? But this person immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake: "What my aunt taught me is that my nephew knows that I am wrong." ”

Wen Han saw the favorable situation that was easy to win and made his father ruined. Angrily glancing at Wen Jin, bowing his head and being speechless.

A group of mermaids entered the inner hall, the old Jiao family sat on the upper seat, the big house family, had already done a salute, and now, the second room was led by Qian Xiancheng and gave her a New Year's greeting.

"Xiancheng, this year, our family has a lot of things, I'm an aunt, I have to say a few words......"

"Ahem, cough," Wen Jin coughed.

Old Jiao glared at her angrily, turned his head and continued to say, Wen Jin's cough was even more intense, and he looked like he couldn't get out of breath, Wei and Qian Xiancheng were anxious, turned their heads to look at Lao Jiao, and almost didn't wait for him to speak, he looked like he was about to get up.

Lao Jiao's was originally ready to teach a lesson, just waiting for this time, punish a few people in the second room to kneel for a while, take the opportunity to shake the majesty, and make the people in the second room suffer some hardships, but in this situation, how can her trick be realized?

"I'm so sick and you have to bring it here, do you want to give me peace of mind when you're sick?" Old Jiao was so angry that he couldn't help but say ugly words.

"I just made Wen Cai angry, and he coughed after eating the cool breeze, how could I deliberately get sick to you? New Year's Day, I, I'm ,......" Wen Jin coughed again.

"Look at this short-breathed one, my brother said that." Jiao couldn't help but speak.

"Yes, yes, I'm short-breathed, narrow-minded, Brother Wencai hasn't eaten my fried fat sausages for a month, but he didn't even say hello when he saw me, he didn't even call my brother, and he deliberately angered me on the day of the New Year's Day, his anger is long and his heart is big."

"Wen Jin!" The second uncle was angry and felt that she was a junior and should not talk back to adults.

"Woo woo" Wen Jin cried.

Lao Jiao's face was so angry that his face was pale, who didn't want to be auspicious for the New Year? After a while at her house, two people cried, and she waved her hand angrily: "Let's go, let's go, let's go!" ”

Seeing that Lao Jiao was really angry, Qian Xiancheng stood up in a panic, pulled Wen Han and walked out, Wei also pulled Wen Jin and said to Lao Jiao: "I'm sorry!" "Hurried out the door.

This year, I didn't even drink a sip of tea, and Qian Xiancheng and Wei's faces were very ugly.

Compared with the two of them, what is uncomfortable in their hearts is the Qian family. Lao Jiao's heard that Wen Jin was selling fried fat sausages, and she didn't even give them a plate to taste, so she was already angry, but she barely endured it, and waited for Qian Xiancheng to come over to pay New Year's greetings and reprimand, but let Wen Jin stir it up.

Jiao Shi pulled his son into the door and reprimanded him with a dark face: "What about your grandmother in this matter, what are you mixing blindly?" This Qian Wenjin, not only fried fat intestines are delicious, she also made some sesame paste, let the eldest lady sell it in the county, I heard that she can earn two or three hundred wen a month, it must be very delicious, if she is subdued today, what is delicious and delicious can not be sent obediently? Do you still need to go to see Wang Mingshan's stinky face every day? ”

Qian Wencai didn't cry at the moment, just pulled his face and rubbed the ground with his foot: "Mother, then there is no other way?" ”

"What else can be done? Your second uncle also has opinions on our side now, and besides, Qian Wenjin is an iron walnut that can't be smashed, and your second uncle may not be able to suppress it. ”

"I don't care, mother, Mingshan told his friend Tie Gong that Wen Jin's cooking is delicious, when they moved, Wen Jin was in charge, and he almost bit off his tongue and ate it, the taste is fragrant, I can't say how fragrant it is."

Qian Xiangui walked in, heard his son's words, and snorted heavily: "Don't just worry about eating, you should work hard to study in the past two years, Chen Wu in our town will be a talent at the age of fifteen." ”

Qian Wencai was very afraid of Qian Xiangui, so he lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything, Jiao glanced at the man, sent his son out to play, and then asked in a low voice: "How did you do the matter of entrusting the king's book?" ”

"This matter is in a hurry, isn't he just entrusting others?"

"I'm afraid that he will ignore the treasure and not do anything."

Why not be afraid of money first? He thought for a while and said, "Probably not, he's still a move, why don't you want to go further?" This time, his master went to the Ministry of Officials to serve as a waiter, and he would definitely not let go of such a good opportunity in vain. If he can take a step up, it won't be easy to take us a hand? Why should you be wicked and offend us? Besides, he can't have a few capable people to help, right? ”

"Oh, I hope that pillar of high incense in the morning will work."