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

When the three of them arrived at the mountain col, Chen San and the others had already finished their meal. When they heard the noise coming from behind, they stood up suddenly and were very alert. When they saw it was Su Ziling, they breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sister Xiaoqing, you're here!" Chen San smiled, as if the person with the fierce eyes just now was not him.

The third uncle and the others were very frightened when they saw this battle. It was the first time for them to see such a ferocious person. Especially when they saw the scar on the face of the leading man, their fear reached its peak.

After putting down the load, his legs began to tremble. Seeing this, Su Zizhong pulled the two of them back to the shed behind.

Seeing Ji Yunchu and the others in the shed, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief. The third uncle pulled the corner of Su Zizhong's clothes and lowered his voice, "Zizhong, who are those people outside? They look so fierce, could they be Are you here to rob?"

Su Zizhong was stunned for a moment, then looked at the people outside. Not to mention, hearing what the third uncle said, it really seemed like they had been robbed.

"They were just escorts passing by. They bought something and then left."

The third uncle's face had no expression, and she nodded numbly, not sure whether she believed it or not.

There are twenty altars in one box, and there are ten boxes in total for two hundred altars. The boxes were made by Mr. Su and were relatively rough. They were made of a few thin wooden boards nailed together.

Su Ziling opened a box, "Each box has twenty jars. Here are ten boxes, a total of two hundred jars. Third brother can check them."

Chen San also looked at two jars. Each jar was sealed with lard and was full. There were two layers in one box, with ten jars in each layer, and there was hay in the middle to stabilize it.

He glanced at Scar beside him, "Brother?"

Scar said "hmm" and waved his hand, and everyone was busy carrying the mushroom sauce into the car.

"Sister Xiaoqing, how much does it cost?" Chen San looked at Su Ziling.

"Thirty flower rolls cost seventy-five cents, thirty steamed buns cost sixty cents, thirty bowls of tofu cost ninety cents, thirty bowls of sweet potato starch cost three hundred and sixty cents, and two hundred and one jars of fungus paste cost sixteen taels. Ten coins, a total of sixteen taels and sixty-five coins." Su Ziling calculated the price skillfully.

Chen San said while taking the silver, "Give me a round number and get fourteen more flower rolls."

Su Ziling took the silver, one ingot of ten taels, one ingot of five taels, one ingot of one tael, and the remaining seven hundred coins were all strung together, one hundred coins per string.

"Third brother, there are ten Hanamaki left. How about five more steamed buns for you?"

"Okay!" Chen San nodded, took a cloth bag and went to put the steamed buns.

The brother next to me heard fifteen steamed buns and rolls? Who is enough to eat?

Thirty brothers, is it possible that there are half of each person?

"San'er, who can eat these fifteen? Don't be so stingy, get more!"

"It's not like you don't know that there won't be any place for us to eat in the next day!"

"Yes, sell more, don't talk about too much, it's okay to get fifty or sixty, two per person, just with the fungus sauce, you have a complete meal!"

Everyone was talking a lot, and Chen San laughed angrily.

He laughed and scolded: "A bunch of bullshit, I just want to eat them all day long!"

He turned to look at Su Ziling, "Pack another fifty steamed buns for me."

Su Ziling nodded, "The steamed buns are full. It's okay to eat them in the evening, but you can't leave them until tomorrow morning. In this weather, they will go rancid tomorrow morning."

"Hi!" Chen San sneered and took out another hundred coins, "Then you have to worry too much. Their stomachs are like bottomless pits. How can they make enough steamed buns with this little amount!"

"But to be honest, after eating the steamed buns you made, we won't be able to eat other people's buns. They are hard, but yours will be soft even at night, and they won't cause throat problems."

"My steamed buns are so delicious, third brother, do you have to help me find something weird and weird?" Su Ziling joked with a smile.

"Weird things?" Chen San scratched his head, "You're really giving me a hard time."

Su Ziling packed the steamed buns and handed them to him, "As for the food, don't you go far away? Look at the weird-looking but edible food in other places that we don't have here. When you get there, bring some back for me to take a look at. If I want it, just bring back more next time."

Hearing what Su Ziling said, Chen San's eyes lit up a little, "When you said that, I really remembered it. Okay, I'll bring some back to you next time I meet you. If you like, I'll bring more next time." .”

He turned around and walked towards the carriage with the steamed bun in hand. After taking only two steps, he stopped and asked, "Do you have the powder you told me about last time that you can take with you on the road?"

Su Ziling slapped her forehead fiercely, "Yes, yes."

Chen San came back with a look of resentment, "If I don't mention you, will you stop selling it to me? Are you afraid that I won't pay you or something?"

Su Ziling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "I went back to get the fungus sauce in such a hurry that I didn't even think about it."

She took out the vermicelli and introduced him one by one about how to make it and what was in the ingredient bag. Finally, she said, "The one with the ingredient bag is two hundred yuan per catty, and the one without the ingredient bag is one hundred and fifty yuan per catty. When you cook it, you can also add some green vegetables, beat an egg, etc. Of course, you can also add nothing at all. One pound of vermicelli can probably cook twelve or three bowls."

Chen San nodded, "I want them all, as much as you have here!"

Su Ziling raised her eyebrows and raised her chin in the direction of Scar standing not far away, "You don't have to ask your elder brother?"

"No, this is just for food on the road. What else? If it weren't for your vermicelli, I would have to eat dry food all the way. You don't know, one or two meals is fine, but eating every day is really unbearable! "When talking about the dry food, Chen San looked sad.

Su Ziling asked with a smile: "I have fifty pounds here, and you have to bear it?"

"Yes, yes, we can have more. If I had known you had vermicelli, I should have sent some more just now. This little vermicelli is only enough for us to reach our destination, and the ones back have not been found yet."

Chen San took out another ingot of ten taels of silver and said, "The next time we come back will be the August Festival (Mid-Autumn Festival). Then you can put more vermicelli here, as much as you need. You don't know. This thing is a hot commodity, and when it comes to the capital of Dazhou, people are rushing to buy it for just one tael of silver or a pound!"

Su Ziling was stunned, "Real or false?"

Chen San held up the vermicelli and said, "Of course it's true. Why am I lying to you? If we were in Shangjing, this bowl of vermicelli would be sold for one or two yuan in a restaurant."

After saying that, Chen San shook his head and said, "It's a pity, it's just too far away, otherwise you can still try it. Okay, let's go, you have to be careful when selling things here, in this deep mountain and old forest, Afraid of wild boars and bears.”

"Hey, I got it, third brother, don't forget what I asked you to find!"

Chen San put the vermicelli on the car and waved his hand without looking back, "I can't forget it, I can't forget it!"