Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

A bite of steamed buns, a bite of braised pork, another bite of mushrooms, and a sip of smooth and sweet corn paste. Everyone narrowed their eyes. Are you confused by the smell?

A Xiu "ouch" took a bite and said vaguely, "Sister, this steamed bun is so soft! So sweet!"

As she said this, she squeezed hard, and the steamed bun deflated. After she let go, the steamed bun began to rebound slowly, and returned to its original shape in the blink of an eye.

She blinked her eyes with curiosity. She ate while playing. She took two bites of steamed buns and stuffed them with a piece of sausage. If she got a little choked, she took a sip of cornstarch.

"The corn mush is delicious and doesn't make your throat irritate!"

As she spoke, she took two more sips, raised her head, and saw a circle of corn paste on her lips, which made everyone laugh.

Su Ziling nodded. It was indeed very soft. She didn't expect that the yeast powder she made would be so successful.

Even Su Ah Nai liked it very much, "Qing'er, what did you add to this steamed bun? Why is it so soft? I remember the ones we bought on the street were not that soft!"

"I made some baking powder with corn, and fermented it with buckwheat noodles another day. The steamed buns made from buckwheat noodles are also delicious." The noodles ground from the wheat grown by oneself are indeed much more delicious than those of later generations.

"This is delicious," Su's father said one bite after another, eating deliciously. "Do you think it would be more profitable to sell steamed buns in the mountain col?"

As soon as he said these words, everyone was stunned, and then looked at Su Ziling with bright eyes.

Apparently everyone thought it would be a good idea to give it a try.

Su Ziling calculated the feasibility in her mind. She was confused even if she didn't know.

"Grandma, how much does a steamed bun cost in the county?"

Su A'nai looked at her like she was a fool, "Yipen!"

Yiwen...are all these steamed bun sellers doing charity?

Su Ziling took a sip of cornstarch to calm down her shock, then shook her head, "Then I can't do this with food."

"Why?" Everyone looked at her in confusion.

"White flour costs thirty-five cents per catty. One pound of flour can only make about twenty steamed buns. One penny each. Doesn't one pound of noodles cost twenty cents? I still have to pay fifteen cents for it?"

Su Ziling shook her head, this business can't be done, not even a little bit.

If we were to sell steamed buns, wouldn't it mean that all the bitter tea seeds would be gone?

You can't do it, you can't do it. Those who know you are selling steamed buns, but those who don't know think you are doing charity!

"Pfft...hahahaha"

Su A'nai couldn't help laughing, "Do you think the steamed buns sold by others are pure white flour? That's a shame, why don't you mix a little bit of various noodles with it? You girl, you are usually very smart, but now your mind is spinning. Are you still moving?"

Su Ziling: "..."

The promised white flour steamed buns...

If you do this, wouldn’t it be fraud?

If it’s not pure white noodles…

She thought about it, mixed one pound of white flour with one pound of black flour, one pound of fine corn flour, and one pound of buckwheat noodles. In this way, it would be four pounds of noodles, which could make about eighty steamed buns.

Her steamed buns are relatively large and soft. They can be sold for two cents each in a place like Shan'ao with no village or shop. Eighty steamed buns are equivalent to one hundred and sixty cents.

White flour is thirty-five cents per catty, black flour is ten cents, buckwheat noodles are eight cents per catty, corn is home-grown, and it is also five cents per catty on the market. In this way, the cost is fifty-eight cents, and the profit is also very high. It’s impressive!

Four kilograms of noodles can earn one hundred and two cents. If they are made into vegetarian steamed buns, one kilogram of noodles can make thirty steamed buns, and four kilograms is one hundred and twenty.

Selling for 1.50 yuan each, 120 buns are equivalent to 180 yuan. For vegetarian dishes, you can use green vegetables, wild vegetables, cabbage, etc. Just add a little lard to enhance the flavor. You can earn 1.0 yuan from a four-pound bun. More than one hundred and twenty coins.

If you don’t have enough food, you can also make fragrant packets or mushroom packets (the mushrooms are not poisonous, excluding those from Jianshouqing). These are free and can be found in the mountains.

It seems... ok!

The more she thought about it, the brighter Su Ziling's eyes became. The escort team of passing merchants could eat sweet potato noodles and tofu where they were, and the buns and steamed buns could be taken away!

She seemed to see countless pieces of silver rolling towards her.

Everyone was enjoying their meal when she slapped the table with her hand. Everyone stopped eating and looked at her with inexplicable expressions, but Su Ziling didn't notice it at all.

She looked excited, "I think this food can be done!"

She said what she had just been thinking in her mind, and Mr. Su also blushed with excitement. Su's father smiled, slapped his hand on the table, and said one word,

"Dry!"

Su Ziling glanced around and everyone nodded. This is a good deal no matter what!

"Okay, grandpa, it's been raining these two days, so you have to work hard these two days to make the steamer. Let's make it bigger and have more layers."

Mr. Su nodded, "Okay, make a few more, and then I will go to the mountain col to build two more stoves for you, and then build a larger shed."

If selling steamed buns is also included, the family's manpower seems to be even more insufficient. She thought for a while and said: "I want to try it first. If it is possible, we will not do it in the county."

"No more!!"

Everyone said in unison.

This news was like a drop of water falling into a pan of oil, and everyone was caught off guard and had a splash in their faces.

Mother Su: "Why?"

Su Zimu: "Yes, that's more than one tael a day!"

Father Su nodded, "Indeed, there are more than thirty taels in one month!"

Mr. Su didn't say anything, but he frowned, obviously he didn't quite understand.

Su Zizhong said nothing, just looked at her, waiting for her explanation.

Su A'nai looked at her with a calm expression, neither surprised nor confused, "Do you have an idea?"

Su Ziling nodded and said, "That's not to say I won't do it anymore. Doufu will do it. Let's find another way to make money."

"I calculated that there are six loads of tofu per day, twelve barrels, that is, 360 bowls, and a bowl of three cents. I can earn one thousand and eighty cents per day. After excluding the carriage fare of thirty cents per day, ten cents. For the seasoning money, the profit is about one thousand and forty cash."

"The county town is too far away. We have to go out in two groups every day. The eldest brother also has to go to the mountain to sell. If I also go to sell steamed buns, there will be only four people in our family. Then we will have to deliver tofu, pick tea leaves, and fry Tea leaves and sweet potato powder are also waiting to be made. The fields will have to be weeded in two days, and our family is totally short of hands."

When she said this, everyone fell silent.

"Are we going to stop doing this? One tael of silver a day?" Su Zimu's face was filled with distress.

"That's not to say we won't do it anymore. Let's try a different approach. Just do the same thing, but let others sell it and you can still make money." Su Ziling explained.

"Let others sell it?" Mr. Su's brows were so anxious that he could pinch a fly. He was so anxious, "Please make it clear."

"We can let the third uncle and the fourth uncle sell it at their house. We will make tofu every day and sell it to them for three cents per bowl. They can go to the county and sell it for three cents per bowl. In this way, even if we don't go to the county I also have an income of five to six hundred cents a day, and my third uncle and my fourth uncle also have an income of several hundred cents a day."

"Moreover, there are so many of them. If two families deliver tofu together, they will only sell more. When the time comes to call two carriages, I estimate that our daily amount of tofu will have to double. In this way, we only have to be responsible for making tofu every day." That’s fine, even if you don’t sell it, you can still get a few hundred cents to a tael of silver.”

Su Ziling finished speaking in one breath, and everyone was stunned with disbelief on their faces.

In the end, it was Su Zimu who spoke first, "Can... can it still be like this?"

Su Ziling smiled and nodded, "Why not? We only need to be responsible for making tofu and providing seasonings. Moreover, people in the county are used to our tofu. When they go to sell it now, they don't have to do anything. They just go to If you put it there, it’s just free money!”