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

Of course Grandma Li knew what he meant. Seeing his somewhat resentful expression, she couldn't help it anymore and burst into laughter.

"I'm fine. What can happen? Didn't you listen to what Qing'er said? They've been taking it for several months and they're fine, so it must be fine."

After saying that, she looked at Su Ziling, "That's all, right?"

She put the fungi away, "I have to keep these, and I'll take a look at them when I encounter someone who can't make up my mind."

"Well, that's pretty much all the varieties. You can keep the ones like the milky mushrooms and the gray mushrooms. I just want these." She pointed to the porcini mushrooms and the green mushrooms on the side.

The eldest aunt and the second aunt were washing dishes on the stove. They glanced at the fungi on the table and muttered, "Why don't you get rid of the fungi that don't cause trouble? I just pick up the ones that cause trouble."

Their voices were so low that no one else heard them, but after the eldest aunt finished speaking, the second aunt actually nodded, "It's true."

Grandma Li nodded, "I will go up the mountain to pick it up for you tomorrow. I will ask your uncle to deliver it to you early the morning after I pick it up."

"How many of these fungi do you want?"

Su Ziling: "As much as you want! The more, the better!"

Grandma Li was stunned, but quickly came to her senses, "No, I asked you about mushrooms, not duck eggs."

"The mushrooms and duck eggs are all the same. Of course, the more the better." Su Ziling explained the price they charged.

"Duck eggs are five cents and four cents, and mushrooms are forty pounds and ten cents, which is about the same price. You can ask for them when the time comes. If someone in the village picks them up, just send them to our village."

"No, wait a minute, why do you need more money? And aren't the prices of duck eggs too high? We only get two for a penny here." Grandma Li quickly interrupted her.

Su Ziling explained: "We charge this price, and since it's a long journey, I'm afraid the price will be lowered."

"It's not low. Your price is not low. Also, how much is this fungus worth? I don't know about other fungi, but the noisy fungi are everywhere. You want this for forty pounds and ten cents?" The price, I guess everyone will have to go up the mountain to pick it up, and you will probably have to pay two taels of silver that day, even if you have gold and silver at home, you can't bear it!"

Grandma Li was really worried. No one was picking up the noisy fungi, and they were in patches. They suddenly became valuable, and she was afraid that the mountain would be turned upside down by everyone.

At the end of the day, it is estimated to be several hundred kilograms heavier, and the money will cost one or two.

"Grandma, guess how much this jar of fungus sauce costs?" Su Ziling asked mysteriously.

Grandma Li was stunned. She didn't know how much it cost, but it was certainly not cheap. It was meat, oil, peanuts, sesame and the like, so it certainly wasn't much cheaper.

She shook her head honestly, "I can't guess, but I guess it's definitely not cheap."

Su Ziling stretched out her hands with a smile, one finger on one hand and four fingers on the other hand. Everyone was stunned.

"Fourteen articles?"

Everyone nodded, "Fourteen cents is about the same. There are mushrooms all over the mountain, and they're not worth much. That means lard and meat are a bit more expensive."

Su Ziling slowly shook her head and asked everyone to continue guessing.

Several people looked at each other, their eyes widening suddenly, "Could it be..."

No one dared to tell the number, but Grandma Li finally reported it, "Forty-one cents?"

Su Ziling slowly shook her head again.

The eldest uncle couldn't hold it in any longer. He scratched his head and said, "Just tell me whether it's high or low."

"It's low." Su Ziling slowly spit out two words. Everyone was shocked. Forty-one cents is still low?

I'm a darling!

Su Ziling smiled brightly and said, "It's a bold guess."

Su Ziling knew that forty-one articles per jar was already very expensive for Granny Li and the others, because the fungi were not valuable and were all local products.

When no one knew it was edible, everyone who saw it kicked it or smashed it with sticks.

So the more valuable things are lard and meat, but there are many bacteria, so the oil and meat are not used much. Even if half a catty of oil is used, half a catty of meat is only twenty cents, forty-one cents per jar. Well earned.

Forty-one cents is still low? The eldest aunt swallowed her saliva and said, "One hundred coins?"

As soon as she spoke, her uncle glared at her and said, "How dare you say that for such a useless thing, you can pay a hundred cents for a pot, why don't you say a hundred and forty cents?"

"Guessed it right!" Su Ziling snapped her fingers.

"Gah?" The uncle slowly turned his head back, "You guessed it right?"

"One hundred cents!" My aunt was excited. It must be one hundred cents.

Su Ziling nodded and said something ambiguous, "That's about the price."

Everyone took a breath of cold air when they heard that one hundred articles were in the altar, "Girl, did you add gold in this?"

Grandma Li looked at the jars of fungus paste in the cupboard and asked in disbelief.

"No, I just added mushrooms, meat, sesame and peanuts. Didn't you taste it just now?"

Speaking of the jar of fungus paste just now, the family felt extremely distressed. One hundred coins per jar, their family made one hundred coins in one meal. This hundred coins can buy twenty kilograms of brown rice, twenty kilograms. There is enough brown rice for their family to eat for several days.

In the end, it was Mr. Su who spoke up to bring everyone back to their thoughts, "It's not surprising that it's even a jar of one hundred articles. We ordinary people can't afford this taste, but the rich can definitely afford it, and Xiao Qing uses it." The ingredients are solid, it's meaty and oily, and it has some spices added, so it's worth the price."

When it comes to taste, everyone nodded. Indeed, there is no such thing as taste. Everyone eats the same taste.

"Are you sure forty pounds and ten cents are worth?"

Su Ziling nodded, "It has always been this price. If you are free, aunt, you can pick it up and bring it over. If you pick it up, it will be at this price."

Everyone was very excited. They have a lot of family members, and no one has picked it up yet. If they were the first to pick it up, it would not be a problem for them to pick up forty or fifty kilograms a day.

With ten people in their family, it would cost four to five hundred kilograms at that time. Forty kilograms and ten pennies would be worth one hundred pennies at the end of the day.

This astronomical figure made everyone dizzy. Mr. Li slapped the table and said, "Pick it up before dawn tomorrow morning, and ask your uncles to bring it to you in the evening."

"Okay," Su Ziling also smiled stupidly, "Don't let the good news go to outsiders. You can pick up more. If you can't pick it up, you can decide whether to call others."

Grandma Li decided not to call anyone, but to get up early and work hard at night to pick mushrooms. The season for picking mushrooms only lasted for more than a month. She had to take advantage of this period to pick more and earn more money, so that she could have a good year.