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

Su Ziling calculated the money and found that Chen San and the others alone sold it for twenty-six liang and eighty-five cents. The old lady in front of them sold it for eleven and two-three cents and eighty-five cents. The total was thirty-eight taels and eighty-five cents. .

The flower rolls, hair cakes and vermicelli are all sold out, leaving only sweet potato noodles, steamed buns and tofu.

After seeing people walking away, Third Uncle and the others came out, trembling a little as they spoke, "Xiaoqing, if there's nothing else, I'll go back with you, Uncle Ayuan!"

Su Ziling: "Third uncle, don't be in a hurry and eat a bowl of rice noodles before going back. I'm already hungry after the long journey."

"Don't eat, don't eat. We just ate not long ago," the third uncle didn't want to stay for a minute longer. She was not jealous at all that someone could earn such money.

"Okay, let's come home for dinner that night." Thinking that the vermicelli was gone, Su Ziling thought for a while and added: "Third uncle, when you go back, check to see if my grandpa and the others are at home. If they are, ask them to give it to me. Send fifty kilograms of vermicelli over, forget it if you’re not here.”

It's still early today, it's not even noon yet (12:00). If I send another fifty pounds over, maybe it will be sold out.

"Hey, I got it." The two of them left in a hurry. They didn't want to stay in this place for a second.

Ji Yunchu and the others were cleaning, and Su Ziling went to pick up fungi again with her basket on her back. She thought, come over and pick up some when she has time, and come and pick up some when she has time. By night, this basket should be full.

It was already late noon (13:00) when Su's father brought the noodles. Mr. Su and the others followed him, saying they came to see the situation.

I gave you the vermicelli so that I can pick up fungi on these hills. When the time is almost up, I can go back together.

"Grandpa? Why are you all here?" Su Ziling was quite surprised to see them.

"I thought the mountains here haven't been here for a few days, so I came over to take a look and pick up fungi." Mr. Su looked at the shed, "How are the sales going?"

"It's not bad," Su Ziling helped put the vermicelli in. "The hundred kilograms I brought here in the morning have been sold out, and two hundred jars of fungus paste have been sold. The steamed cakes and flower rolls have also been sold out. There are only a few steamed buns and tofu and sweet potato noodles left. ”

"Sold for a hundred pounds?" The old man looked in disbelief.

Su Ziling nodded, "Yes, that's why I asked my third uncle to go back and ask you to bring me some."

Su's father pinched himself, "My dear, you sold out these hundred pounds in one morning? Then we won't be able to sell the little bit at home for long!"

"It's not enough to sell. If we bring too much, the caravan will probably sweep it all away. They said they will pass by here during the August Festival. Let us prepare as much as they want."

Hearing Su Ziling's words, Su's father and Mr. Su looked at each other. Su's father said: "Dad, please hire someone to start working on collecting some more sweet potatoes, otherwise we probably won't be able to pick them up."

Mr. Su nodded, "We'll make arrangements in the next two days."

In the remaining days, Su Ziling went to the mountain col to sell vermicelli every day. The gain was about a hundred kilograms a day, and the loss was fifty or sixty kilograms.

The stock of vermicelli at home was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. As she went to the mountains, she began to increase the amount of steamed buns and flower rolls. She also added a new food, fried mushrooms.

They are all freshly fried in the mountain col. There are too many sun-dried bacteria at home. I pick them up every day and dry them in several sacks. Thinking that I will continue to pick them up in the future, I want to sell some of the dried ones.

The crispy, spicy and spicy fried mushrooms are also very popular. Most people eat a bowl now and take another bowl with them on the road. It is also very affordable, costing only eight cents a bowl. It is delicious and crispy. It makes people want to eat more.

Su Ziling was busy selling vermicelli, while Old Su's family was very busy. Mr. Su went to ask someone to help make sweet potato noodles.

This time I didn’t bring food. I paid twelve cents a day and hired ten people to help because...

There are more and more sweet potatoes.

Initially we only collected products from the village, but gradually people from other villages came to sell them, even though they were far apart, they also came.

One word is passed down to ten, ten is passed on to hundreds, and relatives are passed on to relatives. Good guy, everyone knows that their family is harvesting sweet potatoes, and they still only have one and a half cents per catty.

I invited ten villagers, plus my own people, and I have been working on it for three days, but it is still not finished.

There are enough people, but the place is too narrow and we can't move around.

During dinner in the evening, the family members were talking about this, "Grandpa, why don't we buy the land next door and approve it to build a workshop specifically for making sweet potato flour."

Seeing the old man's hesitation, Su Ziling added a few words, "We don't need to build a brick house, just an ordinary wooden house. However, the ground will have to be paved with stones, otherwise the earth floor will probably be incompatible by then." It’s just like a rice field.”

"Sweet potatoes will be planted soon. By December or December, there will only be more and more sweet potatoes, and by then it will be too late to cover them."

After listening to Su Ziling's words, Mr. Su finally agreed, "Okay, I'll go find Li Zheng to approve the land, and we'll start building it after the sweet potatoes are planted."

Mr. Su is well aware that building a house is not easy. A brick house is the most expensive, ranging from sixty to one hundred taels, followed by a wooden house, which costs thirty to fifty taels, and a thatched house is the cheapest, costing less than ten taels. Can be covered well.

The rain came as soon as it came, lingering for several days, and finally it cleared up after the Hungry Ghost Festival.

As soon as the weather cleared up, the whole village began to plant sweet potatoes. In previous years, there were not so many. But after knowing that the old Su family will continue to harvest sweet potatoes this year, whether they are sold or not, they plan to plant more sweet potatoes. Plant some.

The corn for the Hungry Ghost Festival has started to turn yellow and will be ready for harvest around August, so now is the perfect time to plant sweet potatoes.

It will not affect the growth of corn, and the corn tree can also shield the sweet potato seedlings from the sun, greatly improving the survival rate of sweet potatoes.

This is supposed to be a leisurely season, but every household is too busy to go back to eat.

The rain has just cleared up, which is perfect for cutting sweet potatoes. When the sun shines for two more days, the soil will harden and the sweet potato vines will no longer be able to be planted, so everyone is rushing to catch up with the season.

"Old Wang, do you also plant in this area of ​​your home? Why do I remember that this land was idle in previous years?"

"Yes, we will plant more varieties this year. Everything is arranged. How much did your family grow?"

"Not much, not much, just seven or eight acres of land."

"Hiss! Are you too cruel? In previous years, you only planted two acres, but this year you have arranged everything?"

"In previous years, it was an open field for planting. This year, everyone is planting corn on the ground. So I can't keep up? If you don't plant it, then you will only be able to sell sweet potatoes."

"That's true, but do you think the method taught by Old Su is reliable? I've never heard of sweet potatoes growing under corn trees."

"It should work. Don't they plant it themselves?" "No matter, no matter, let's plant it first and then talk about it. You go back to eat quickly. I have to work harder. The soil is already a little dry. I have to hurry up. Plant it, otherwise it may not be possible to plant it.”