After redemption, he took away the luck of the future queen

Mrs. Wu's expression changed greatly. She was heartbroken that her fifty-tael brick house was destroyed by Sanni.

She walked up to Sanni angrily and slapped Sanni's face with both hands. After a few blows, Sanni's face was swollen by Wu's slap.

"Did you hear that? From now on, you are not allowed to go to Rich Man Hu's house, nor to other houses. If you drop something again, I can't afford to pay for it."

Sanni was hurt by Wu's beating, but she glared at Pian Huan: "Mom, it's Pian Huan. Pian Huan is ruthless. She didn't save me, but insisted on asking my grandfather to give me fifty taels of silver. If Pian Huan saves me, my family will Can your house be lost?”

Pian He: “…”

"Sanni, shut up. You are responsible for the trouble you have caused. Don't think about blaming it on others."

"I will make two house rules now. There are people in the third room. You all should listen to me. Pianheng, please tell your mother what I will say next."

"The first family rule is that our family will not sell children or daughters in the future. If anyone does, if I find out, I will expel them from the house without any discussion. I will not recognize such unfilial descendants."

"The second family rule is that whoever causes trouble will bear the consequences. I will never pay or contribute to the wrong or stupid things you do in the future. This is the first and last time."

Lao Hutou quickly announced two family rules, thinking that the money to build the houses for the three families was originally obtained from the ginseng dug by Pian He, which was equivalent to Pian He's own money. Sanni still wants to say that Pian He is cold-blooded? Sanni has the nerve to say that?

Hu Shoucai felt nothing after hearing this. Because of the drag on his body, he had long since given up his unrealistic thoughts, and his state of mind had reached a state where living was waiting for death.

Mrs. Wu covered her face and cried bitterly. When will the hard days end?

"Okay, let's all go. What are you going to do? Boss and wife, your family's land has only been cultivated for two acres or three acres so far? Why don't you take Sanni to work in the fields quickly?"

Lao Hutou had a sad look on his face, he didn't want to see Mr. Wu staring in front of his eyes, which was an eyesore.

"Dad, didn't you say you wanted to hire people to open up wasteland? Doesn't it include my family's land?" Wu's eyes widened, and she felt it was unfair for a moment.

"When did I say that I would ask someone to help you open up wasteland? You can plant your own land on your own. If you don't want to plant it, tell me as soon as possible and I will take the land back." Old Hu shook his head and said, fifty The two pieces of silver were just gone, so heartbroken.

"Dad!"

Mrs. Wu suddenly felt that she had no hope for life. Her husband was in poor health and could not work in the fields. Her daughter was not considerate and useless, not even comparable to Pian He. Her younger son was capable, but he was not close to her. I have no home every day, and now the only people I can count on are my eldest daughter-in-law, Xiao Wu, and my eldest son who doesn’t know when he will be able to go home.

Mrs. Wu felt so bitter that she hurriedly took Sanni to work in the fields, vowing to let Sanni cultivate all the family land before he would forgive her for the trouble she had caused today.

Pian He left the third room and went next door to find Hu Yanting.

"Yanting, your mother's rice wine is delicious. Do you have any lees? Give me some. I'll take it back to make delicious food and give it to you to try later." Pian He asked Hu Yanting for the lees because he wanted to boil it. The remaining dried fish from the fish oil can be made into canned fish with distiller's grains, which will definitely sell better than dried fish.

"Yes, just wait, I'll get it to you." After Hu Yanting finished speaking, she turned and walked into the kitchen, and directly brought out a medium-sized jar for Pian He.

Pian Huo hugged the jar and smiled brightly: "I will bring you delicious food tomorrow. You give me a jar of rice wine and you two jars of food."

"It's a deal, I'll wait." Hu Yanting also smiled happily.

The weather was not good, and it started to rain lightly.

Pian Huan rushed into the house with a jar of rice wine, and Huang quickly brought a piece of cloth to dry her slightly wet hair.

"Mom, do you still have those dried fishes of mine? You didn't cook them in the pot, did you?"

Pian Huo held the jar tightly in her arms and let Huang wipe her hair. Before going out, the fish oil had been put away. Don't worry, those dried fish had an attractive aroma. She couldn't guarantee that Huang could fish. idea.

"No, the dried fish is still there, but my mother will never touch anything that belongs to you until I ask you about it. This is what my mother told your brother, so they will never touch your things." Huang He scolded his daughter angrily.

"That's good, I'll let you try my craft later." Pian He breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying the rice wine to the kitchen, Pian He cut all the dried fish into pieces, opened the jar of rice wine, poured out the upper layer of rice wine, and marinated the fish pieces so that the fish pieces could fully absorb the rice wine. After half a stick of incense, he took out the fish pieces. Put it into the pot, add the distiller's grains, salt, sugar, garlic, tempeh, and ginger, stir-fry together, and let the fish pieces fully absorb the aroma of the distiller's grains and the taste of the seasoning. Finally, remove the pot and let it cool, and put it into the jar. Eight altars.

Pian He put away the two jars of fish with distiller's grains given to Hu Yanting, just as Dashan returned from the county town.

It just so happened that Pian He came to the main room with a jar of fish with distiller's grains and called everyone over to let everyone have a try.

"Pianheng, you are not only good at your craftsmanship, but you also have a brain that you don't know how to grow. You can always come up with ways that others can't think of. This dried fish is so delicious after you do it like this. I can eat five bowls of rice at a time. ." Dashan praised Pian He while eating, and Pian He sweated for him. When he came home and heard about Sanni, he didn't know what he would think.

"Yes, Pianheng, it's delicious." Guozi agreed.

After everyone tasted the fish with distiller's grains, they all thought it was good. After Pianheng tasted it himself, he felt a little regretful that there was no chili here. If there were chili peppers, the fish made with distiller's grains would be delicious.

"Tell me, how much does this jar of distiller's grain fish cost?" Pian He wanted to ask everyone's opinions and set a suitable price for the distiller's grain fish.

"Ten coins." Shuanzi said first. He thought ten coins were already very high. Unexpectedly, Huaiye said: "Shuanzi, ten coins are too cheap. Why should I sell them for fifty coins? Such a delicious fish is mine." I've never eaten anything like this before." Huaiye spoke as if he had seen the world.

Pian He almost laughed.

Mr. Huang and Aunt Guo knew the origin of the fish with distiller's grains. Although there were many fish in the cave, it was not easy to catch fish in the mountains. They were very nervous. They both said it could not be less than a hundred yuan.

Dashan's offer was the highest, five hundred yuan.

After listening to their quotation, Pian Huan accepted Dashan's suggestion and said to him: "Da Shan, next time you send fish to Dongsheng Restaurant, take the distilled fish with you to the major restaurants in the county to sell it for 500 yuan per jar. How about I give you ten cents for a jar?"

"Okay, how many jars of distiller's grain fish do you have in your hand?" Dashan raised his eyebrows and immediately agreed. He felt that the money was so profitable, and the distiller's grain fish tasted good, so there was no need to worry about not being able to sell it.

"Four altars."

Pian He made a total of eight jars, and had already eaten one jar. Pian Hao planned to give one jar to Lao Hutou and Lu to taste it, and two jars to Hu Yanting, so there were only four jars left.

"Too little, at least twenty altars." Dashan's tone was quite strong, and it was obvious that he was full of confidence.

"Okay, it's settled."

Twenty altars, right? She would do it right away.