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

"It's like this. I heard the shopkeeper say that those people bought them in Lumen Mountain. I was chatting with other clerks at the time. I was quick to talk and mentioned that you might have done it. Our shopkeeper happened to hear it. , he immediately gave me a holiday and asked me to come back and ask, if this matter is completed, he will give me a salary increase of one hundred dollars every month from now on."

Su Ziling didn't speak for a long time.

Su Yongan pursed his lips and said, "It's okay. I don't mean to force you to sell it. You can see for yourself. If you want to sell it, I'll tell the shopkeeper the price and I'll give it to you. I won't sell it. It’s okay.”

If he didn't sell it, he guessed that their shopkeeper wouldn't give up. He might find someone to go directly to the mountain col to buy it, but it would be a bit troublesome and a big detour.

Su Ziling was thinking that if it were sold to a restaurant, Shanaoli would not be able to sell it anymore, otherwise the price would be chaotic. If the price of Shanaoli was raised, she might not be able to continue her business in the future.

Who would dare to buy things from her in the future?

The only way is to stop selling in Shanao and sell all the goods to restaurants.

There's no reason for her to leave more than a hundred jars unsold, yet she sells eighty-one jars in the mountain col, right?

If you don’t make money, you bastard! Her mind was no longer caught in the door.

Su Ziling remained silent. Her eyes were a little vacant, staring into the distance, but her eyes were not focused, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Su Yongan took a stick and poked it on the ground.

for a long time.

He heard Su Ziling say, "Is your restaurant going to close down?"

Su Yongan: "..."

She always talks like this...

Straight?

"It's not..."

Su Ziling nodded, "That's soon."

Su Yongan gritted his teeth, "Yes!"

"Originally it was quite profitable. It was much better than the restaurant next door. But since they got the fungus sauce, all the regular customers have been attracted there. I guess it's not far from closing down."

Otherwise, their shopkeeper wouldn't be so angry, right?

"Then there is an urgent need to introduce a few fresh dishes to attract the customers back, right?" Su Ziling had a plan in mind.

"Yes." Su Yongan's eyes sparkled, "What do you think?"

Su Ziling nodded, "Mushroom sauce, that's fine, but I have other dishes, so when will you go to the county?"

"There are still two days. I guess the corn harvest will be almost finished by then." Su Yongan said.

"Okay, then you can come over to my house for lunch later, and I'll tell you about the new dishes."

The two of them agreed on the matter and said nothing more.

Mr. Su and Su Wenfu had almost finished talking. Seeing that Su Ziling had finished speaking, Mr. Su stood up and said, "No more, no more, it's getting late. You should hurry up and work. Come and sit at home when you have time in the evening. .”

"Okay, big brother, go and get busy."

After we separated from Su Yongan and his family, we met many people along the way. Everyone exchanged a few simple greetings, just asking whether the harvest was finished and how the harvest was this year.

After walking for another cup of tea, the few of them arrived at their own land.

Su Ziling was confused by all these twists and turns. If she came alone and couldn't remember where the land was, she would only know the land by the river, where the peppers were planted this year.

Because the land is on the roadside, the most important thing is that only her family has planted peppers. However, she feels that after her family planted it this year, she is afraid that many other families will follow suit next year.

The land of her house is in the middle, and it is also on a steep slope. People cannot stand firmly. It is like a backpack, which cannot be put down at all and can only be carried on the back.

Just now, the land of Su Yongan's house was very flat, because it was at the top and on the roadside. The land there was a little fatter, unlike their house, which was on a steep slope. It's so bare that you can't plant anything. Without soil, crops can't take root.

Su Ziling stood on the ridge of the field and looked around. Most people had already harvested half of their crops. She was breaking off the corn and cutting the corn stalks. After the corn harvest, the field was now clear and beautiful.

While Su Ziling was standing on the ground blowing the wind, Mr. Su and the others had already broken off seven or eight corn cobs.

She was stunned, put on her straw hat, and joined the corn harvesting team.

The corn leaves scratched people, and there were fluff on the corn leaves. After a while, Su Ziling's face turned red, and there were many pimples on her neck, which was extremely itchy.

Mother Su was the first to notice her symptoms, "Qing'er, what's wrong?"

Su Ziling scratched her neck and said, "It's okay, Mom."

She scratched it and continued to break the corn. Mother Su frowned. "What's okay? Let me take a look."

As she said that, she walked over and saw the knots on her neck at a glance, "Ah! Why is your neck like this?"

As soon as she spoke, several other people stopped. Mr. Su frowned, "I guess it was scratched by corn hairs. Stop breaking it off. Go to the back and wash it with water, and go dig the sweet potato vines."

Su Ziling was indeed extremely itchy. She originally planned to be erect, but as time went by, the itching became worse.

Finally, everyone began to divide the work. Mr. Su and Su Zizhong were responsible for breaking the corn, and Father Su and Su Chuanbai were responsible for delivering the broken corn to the roadside.

Bai Wei and Su Mu were responsible for chopping corn stalks, while Su Ziling was plowing sweet potato vines.

After eight baskets of corn were broken, Mr. Su and the others sent the corn back. Mother Su and Bai Wei broke it in the field again. When Mr. Su and the others sent it back, Mr. Su and the others came over. After eight baskets of corn were broken, Father Su and the others broke it. They are responsible for putting the broken corn into the basket and picking it back.

In the afternoon, around 15:00, Mr. Su sat on the ground and drank some water. "Xiaoqing, why don't you go back and cook? We'll come back for dinner later."

Su Ziling finished flipping through the row, stood up and looked at the sun, "Hey, I got it."

She responded, loaded two baskets of corn, and hurried home slowly.

It's autumn harvest now, and the work is heavy, so we need to eat three meals, and we have to add some fat and meat, otherwise we won't be able to bear it.

The sun is shining brightly, the work is heavy, and we are in a hurry. If we just deal with two people casually, we really won’t be able to exert any effort at all.

Therefore, every spring planting and autumn harvest, no matter how difficult it is for a family, even if they have no meat, they will use two eggs to make up for it. If the body collapses, there will be nothing.

After walking all the way up for a long time, I felt like I was still in the same place. After taking three steps and taking one step back, Su's mother broke off the corn for a long time. When she looked up, Su Ziling hadn't walked out yet.

She burst out laughing, "Qing'er, why are you so stupid? Don't walk straight, walk in a curve. If you climb straight up, when will you be able to climb up?"

Su Ziling was silent. This was something she hadn't expected. She followed Su's mother's instructions and took two steps to the left and two steps to the right, and she actually climbed up.

When passing by Su Yongan's house, she didn't forget to remind him, "Uncle Yongan, come over for lunch soon!"

"Hey, I got it!" The corn harvest in Su Yong'an's land has been finished. They are now plowing the sweet potato vines, and they have already plowed more than half of it.

After Su Ziling walked away, Su Wenfu looked at his son, "What are you going to eat at her house? I didn't even think of asking you, what did you say today?"

Su Yongan didn't say much, he just said, "Pry less and plant more land."

"Hey! You brat, I'm your daddy."

"I know, I didn't say I didn't recognize you."

"You bastard, do you still want to recognize me?"

"Mom, my dad beat me!"

"You're a bad old man, you just keep talking, why do you do anything? My son has already told you to stop asking, stop asking, day by day, but what about the gossip? What can you do after I tell you?"

Su Wenfu: "..."

He muttered: This boy is indeed here to collect debts.

After Su Yang finished scolding him, he turned to look at Su Yongan and asked in a low voice, "Son, were you just talking about making money?"

Su Yongan raised his eyebrows, "Okay, I have to be you. I've already guessed it."

Su Yang smiled and said, "That girl is just a little God of Wealth. What can you tell her? It must be about making money. If she asks you to do something, you have to do it well. This girl , there are so many ideas.”

Mrs. Su Yang also went to help for a few days and earned two to three hundred cash. She was happy to help when the old Su family had something to do.

I just thought that maybe one day I would find work and I would find her, and I would be happy if I could earn a little bit.

"But you are smart and don't need us to worry about many things. How are you doing in the restaurant?"