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

The vermicelli was left to dry in the yard. Mr. Su set up some bamboos, cleaned them carefully, and then hung the vermicelli directly.

It took an entire hour to finish making the noodles. Su Ziling shook her sore and weak hands and said, "Make another pot. Let's finish it all at once. We can rest after it's done."

Mother Su looked at her slightly trembling hands and felt distressed, "Qing'er, why don't you let your father come, or your eldest brother come?"

Su Ziling shook her head, "Let me do it. I will teach you slowly later. When the time comes, you can set up a tripod here and hang up the ladle. This will probably save a lot of effort."

Mr. Su thought thoughtfully, "I'll think about it after I take the time, and I still feel that this ladle is not very strong. Wouldn't it be much better if we beat it out of iron?"

"The iron ladle must be easier to use. When the time comes, it can be hung up. Instead of knocking it with your hands, you can just knock it with a stick. This will save more effort." Su Ziling said.

At the end of the second pot of noodles, the sun has set. The noodles in the front are half dry, and the noodles in the back are still dripping.

Seeing the vermicelli all over the yard, everyone in the old Su family was full of joy, "This vermicelli is so beautiful, translucent and translucent. How long will it take to dry?"

Su Ziling replied while washing her hands, "In this kind of weather, it will take two days to dry it and store it."

Mother Su nodded. She didn't understand anyway. She would do whatever her daughter told her to do.

"How much does this cost per pound?"

"This pound of dry vermicelli is about three and a half pounds wet after soaking. It can cook about seven bowls of vermicelli. Including the vegetables, it can cook about ten bowls. We pay ten cents per bowl. This pound of vermicelli It's almost a hundred cents. Then let's make some dried vegetables and seasonings. A pound of vermicelli with dried vegetables and seasonings will be almost a hundred and fifty cents per pound. What do you think?" Su Ziling probably thought about it. I think the price is still acceptable.

"This……"

Everyone looked at each other, and Mr. Su frowned, "Is it too expensive?"

"Grandpa, we can't just consider the cost of sweet potatoes, we also have to consider the labor force. How much flour can be produced from just one pound of sweet potatoes? Our process is complicated, and it also comes with ingredients. If they want to eat it, they can cook it at any time and boil a pot of water. , put the vegetable seasoning packet and vermicelli together, and you can eat it directly after boiling the water, how convenient it is."

Su Ziling knew what the old man was thinking. He was mainly afraid that the price would be too high and he wouldn't be able to sell it, and an honest person wouldn't be able to do what a profiteer does after working for a long time.

"Another point is that our vermicelli is not sold to ordinary people. They really can't afford the price, but they can be sold to rich people or sold to restaurants. The most important thing for those people is money."

"If you sell it to a restaurant, you don't have to do it for the vegetables. They will develop their own ways to eat it. If they sell it, a bowl can cost anywhere from forty to fifty cents."

"In addition to restaurants and caravans, there was someone who ordered vermicelli from me two days ago. As much mushroom sauce vermicelli as he wanted."

Hearing what Su Ziling said, Mr. Su's worries completely disappeared, "In that case, let's pay according to the price you said."

After cleaning the yard, Su Ziling went to cook, Mother Su and the others washed the mushrooms, and Axiu went to feed her pigs. Mr. Su and the others saw that it was still early, so they went up the mountain with their baskets on their backs, planning to pick up more mushrooms when there were more mushrooms. You can pick up as much money as you want, it's all money.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

The two or three days after the rain were spent like this. In the morning, the whole family collected mushrooms and made vermicelli together during the day. In the afternoon, everyone was busy with cooking, feeding pigs, washing mushrooms, and making mushroom sauce. The time was fully arranged.

Three days later, the vermicelli was finished and the road surface was completely dry. Su Zizhong and Ji Yunchu continued to sell sweet potato noodles, steamed buns, corn cakes, fungus paste and tofu in the col.

Liu Guilan and his wife still picked leaves, washed them, and made tofu together. Although they now knew how tofu was made, Su's mother and the others did not reveal a word about the alkaline water.

After all, it is essential to be on guard against others.

The existing sweet potato flour has been turned into vermicelli, but new sweet potatoes are also arriving.

The two uncles' families brought more than a thousand kilograms over. Even Su Ziling, a village far away, asked people to ask if they could carry anything they had.

For a while, there was a wave of selling sweet potatoes. Sweet potatoes are really available in every household. The crops are growing well this year, and the harvest will be in less than two months. Many people still have a lot of sweet potatoes.

I thought it would spoil if I kept it, so I might as well sell it and exchange it for some needles, thread, brains, firewood, rice, oil and salt!

Even Uncle Li and his village heard that their family wanted sweet potatoes, and many people would bring them over to sell them. The road was a bit far, and they left early and came back late, but everyone's hearts were warm.

I have money in my hand and don’t panic!

Even when I walk, there is wind under my feet. There are also families that are very far away. They will form a team and pick your family today, mine tomorrow, and his family the day after tomorrow.

With more people here, I feel more energetic when working and don't feel tired.

In just ten days, the yard was filled with sweet potatoes, not counting the ones that had been made one after another.

Another bunch of sweet potatoes were harvested that day. Looking at the size and color, Su’s mother was very satisfied. “I was worried that if I harvested too many sweet potatoes, they would pass them off as good ones, but I didn’t expect that there were not any bad ones, and they were washed very well.” It’s clean and the moisture is dried out.”

Su Ziling said while cutting the sweet potatoes, "Even if I give them ten courages, they wouldn't dare to pass it off as good."

Mother Su was curious, "Why? There is such a large amount, it would be too easy to mix the bad ones into it."

Su Ziling smiled helplessly, "Mom, do I look stupid?"

Su's mother didn't know what she had done, but Axiu knew. She followed Su Ziling every day, like a little follower.

"I know I know!"

"Oh?" Mother Su looked at her, "Did your eldest sister tell you again?"

Axiu shook her head, "No, I saw it."

After saying that, she stood up, imitating Su Ziling's appearance that day, and said word by word: "Everyone, ours is a long-term business. No matter how many years in the future, as long as you have sweet potatoes, you can send them to me. I will collect as many as you have." How many,"

"but!"

But the word "two words" was bitten hard by her, and she imitated Su Ziling's example, scanning the faces of those in front of her one by one.

“If someone passes it off as good quality, then you don’t need to send any more sweet potatoes from your village.”

After Axiu finished speaking, she sat down. Everyone present was stunned, obviously not expecting Su Ziling to say so harshly.

If one family sells substandard goods, then she will not accept the sweet potatoes from this village. Yes, it is joint and several liability. The entire village will not be accepted, not just one family.

Su A'nai nodded, "That's good. If you say that anyone who is shoddy is not good, then they may have to supervise themselves. If you say this, the whole village will supervise each other, so that no one dares to let go." The bad ones are coming in.”

This is indeed the case. After Su Ziling said what he said that day, those people were obviously very frightened. If someone's family's goods are not good and they don't want her family's, that's fine. It's not very powerful. But if one person makes a mistake and the whole village doesn't want it, then Everyone will supervise each other.

They are all afraid that a piece of mouse droppings will spoil the pot of soup.

The sound of "tuo, tuo, tuo" came from the yard. Axiu was chopping pigweed with a knife. She chopped it very finely. After chopping, she scalded it with boiling water. Then she poured the sweet potato dregs that she had boiled in the morning into it, stirring and pouring. Feed the pigs.

Under her care, the three little pigs grew very fast. In about a month, they estimated to have gained about ten kilograms of meat.