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

The carriage stopped when it came to the shed. The old woman got out of the carriage first and walked towards the shed.

She said to Ji Yunchu: "Shopkeeper, can I borrow a stove?"

Ji Yunchu looked at Su Ziling and saw Su Ziling nodded, so she took a half step back and said, "You can do whatever you want."

Then the old woman didn't go over, but looked back in the direction she just looked, and spotted Su Ziling beside her.

Su Ziling had a slight smile on her face. She did not come forward to say hello, but nodded slightly as a greeting.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded and turned towards the carriage.

She first stood outside the carriage and said something, then walked to the carriage behind and took pots, bowls and food from it.

A small piece of dried meat, and a handful of rice and simmered vegetables. She did not use the stove, but the fire pit, where she cooked vegetable and lean meat porridge.

After the porridge was cooked, a guard was watching. The old woman walked towards Su Ziling and said, "Little girl."

Su Ziling nodded, "Madam, what do you need?"

Seeing her calm and unhurried look, the old woman didn't show any surprise on her face, but she was filled with surprise in her heart.

Her eyes fell on the stove, looking at the clean and tidy stove, she nodded invisibly, "What do you have here?"

Su Ziling opened the steamer, and the heat blurred her vision.

She smiled and said, "There are steamed buns, flower rolls, and hair cakes, as well as cold fairy tofu and hot and sour sweet potato noodles."

As the heat dissipated a little, the fragrance of steamed buns, flower rolls, and steamed cakes came to the nostrils, and the eyes of the old woman who had been eating dry food became a little brighter.

She has never seen such a big steamed bun and the flower roll...

A series of questions slowly popped up in her mind, thinking to herself, what is a Hanamaki?

I thought so in my heart and asked out in my mouth.

"It's similar to steamed buns, except that there's more pastry and chopped green onion in the flower roll, so it tastes better." Su Ziling explained.

The old woman nodded, "How did you sell it?"

"Steamed buns cost two cents a piece, Hanamaki cost two and a half cents because of the extra puff pastry, hair cakes cost five cents a piece, sweet potato starch and vegetarian noodles cost eight cents a bowl, add meat ten cents, add eggs ten cents, all families cost twelve cents. A bowl of Wen, tofu is three Wen a bowl.”

Su Ziling reported the price in one breath, without losing her breath. She thought about carving out a price list and hanging it outside so that everyone could see it. The price would be clear at a glance, so that she would not have to quote every time someone comes.

Hearing so many things, the old woman was stunned for a moment, then nodded to indicate that she understood.

She was afraid that it would not taste good in this barren mountain, so she ordered less, "Ten steamed buns, ten flower rolls, and ten yuan of steamed cakes. Let's start with this."

Su Ziling nodded, took out the basin, put half of the steamed buns and flower rolls on each side, and put the steamed buns on a separate plate.

The total was ninety-five cents, but the old woman gave her one hundred cents. Su Ziling counted out five cents and gave it back to her, "Mom, that's too much."

Until the money came into her hand, the old woman was still a little stunned, thinking how could this girl be so practical. If it had been anyone else, she would have accepted it, but it would have been better for her to just get it back.

The old woman just glanced at her, said nothing, and headed towards the carriage with the steamed buns.

He handed out the steamed buns, flower rolls and hair cakes to the guards, "Just have a few bites, and we'll have dinner when we get to town in the evening."

She thought that she would deal with the two of them first so that she could go to the next town in the evening and then go to a restaurant to eat.

After the buns were distributed, the old woman stood guard by the carriage, her eyes fell on the busy people not far away, and she casually took a bite of the flower roll.

As soon as she took a bite, she was stunned, with a look of disbelief on her face, and slowly lowered her head to glance at the flower roll in her hand.

This looks ordinary, but why does it taste so delicious?

She couldn't figure it out, so she took another bite. The flower roll was soft and accompanied by the smell of salty, numbing and chopped green onion.

The flower rolls were layered in layers and were different from all the steamed buns and pastries she had ever eaten before.

A single flower roll was so delicious. Her eyes fell on the steamed buns and hair cakes, and then she tried them one by one. The more she ate, the brighter her eyes became.

Finally, he came to the front of the shed and asked, "How many flower rolls and hair cakes are there?"

Su Ziling seemed to have known she would come back for a long time, with no surprise on her face, "There are still forty hair cakes and more flower rolls, about ninety."

The hair cake is fixed at 50 yuan a day. If I make too much, I'm afraid I won't be able to sell it all. I just started making flower rolls, so I only made 100 to test the waters.

Looking at her reaction now, I think it's pretty good.

The old woman was generous, "I want all the cakes, and give me fifty more Hanamuan."

"In addition," she looked to the side, "11 bowls of sweet potato starch plus meat and eggs, and 11 bowls of tofu."

Su Ziling nodded. Thinking of how prosperous the carriage was, she asked, "Are there any taboo condiments?"

"One of them should be lighter," she said, heading towards Ji Yunchu, with Su Ziling following behind her.

There were so many spices, but the old woman found that she didn't even recognize them. Su Ziling explained them to her one by one, "This is wild garlic, coriander, green onions, fried peanuts, minced garlic, folded ear root, and sweet pepper. This one is spicy."

Old woman: "I don't add anything to one bowl, I want the rest."

Add nothing?

Su Ziling was stunned, wouldn't it have no taste at all? After thinking about it, she took out the mushroom sauce and said, "If you don't add anything, it will have no flavor. This is the mushroom sauce we made. Do you think we should add some mushroom sauce? The taste won't be too strong."

The woman didn't dare to agree, "Can I taste it first?"

Looking at the half steamed bun in her hand, Su Ziling heated up the mushroom sauce and said, "You can break the steamed bun apart and put some mushroom sauce in it to try."

The old woman did as she was told and took a sip. Looking at her expression, Su Ziling was very satisfied.

Very good, no one squeaks after eating! This is the effect you want.

The old woman came to her senses and said, "Okay, add mushroom sauce. Do you want to sell this sauce?"

"Sell it," Su Ziling nodded, "Eighty cents per jar."

"Give me ten jars. Just prepare everything and put it on the table." After saying that, she started to take out the money.

Su Ziling quoted: "A total of one, two, two, and ninety Wen."

After taking the money, all the sheds became busy. Su Ziling went to pack the hair cakes and flower rolls, Ji Yunchu started cooking the noodles, and Ji Yunhe was mixing the tofu.

"Ah He, ten bowls are normal ingredients. For the remaining bowl, just add some vinegar, salt, Sichuan peppercorns, and crushed peanuts. Add two drops of oil for the peppers. Don't add the peppers." Su Ziling reminded.

"Hey, I got it." Ji Yunhe responded and started to move.

During the period when Su Ziling was not here, Ji Yunhe would beat Ji Yunchu when she was too busy. Now that she was very proficient, Su Ziling thought that she would have to give her a bonus when her wages were paid. If the wages were to be increased next month, it would not be possible. Let people work two jobs for one salary.

Then wouldn’t she have become Su Bapi?