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

After the two uncles left, several more children came over to sell ice powder fruits. They were both boys and girls. The older ones were twelve or thirteen years old, while the younger ones were only eight or nine years old.

Each person was carrying a sack, their heads were covered with sweat, their hair was wet, and the locks were stuck to their foreheads, but their eyes were bright and they still had smiles on their faces.

Su Ziling knew that the light in their eyes saw hope. Not to mention the long term, at least they had hope for the next few days.

Those rich people may not pay attention to these three to five cents, but for these children, they can buy a pound of brown rice, or three or five eggs.

One pound of brown rice a day, plus some wild vegetables and some sweet potatoes, is enough for the whole family to eat for a day.

Su Ziling's family has also been through that kind of time, so she can understand their feelings very well.

"Why are you so late today?" Su Ziling used a scale to weigh the ice powder fruits for them, "Are you going far away?"

Seeing that her children were very happy, and the ice powder fruit was placed at their feet, they all raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, and smiled very happily at her.

"Miss!"

"We didn't go very far. I brought you food once I came back in the morning. Time is a bit tight when I go back in the afternoon." The older one explained.

"Come back early next time. You only get what you picked. Don't touch the road just to pick a few more kilograms of fruit. The road is not easy to walk in the dark. Be careful where you fall." Su Ziling weighed each one and settled the payment. So as not to get confused.

"Hey, we brought torches, so we can see."

Seeing so many ice-pink fruits drying in the yard, someone asked: "Sister, do you still collect these ice-pink fruits?"

As soon as he asked, everyone looked at Su Ziling, with a trace of worry in their eyes, fearing that if Su Ziling said enough, wouldn't they be able to make money in the future?

"If you want it, feel free to pick it. I'll take it as many as you want." After hearing Su Ziling's answer, several people laughed happily.

When I went back, I walked much more briskly, holding the empty sack in one hand and holding the coins tightly in the other.

"Stones, where should we pick them tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Let's go further. Let's take the noon with us. We won't come back to eat then. If we're hungry, we'll eat in the mountains. It saves time on the way back and forth, and we can pick more."

"Bringing you noon? Okay, okay! Eating in the mountains is the most delicious. I'll get some pickles made by my mother-in-law and eat them when it's hot during the day. The sour ones are the most appetizing."

"My family has a lot of sweet potatoes, so I'll bake more sweet potatoes!"

"Then I'll bring the vegetable steamed buns. My grandma makes delicious vegetable steamed buns. She uses wild vegetables to make them, so they're not bitter!"

In this way, everyone quickly decided where to go tomorrow and what to bring.

Looking at the group of children running happily, Su A'nai sighed, "It's not easy."

The old man on the side said, "Isn't this easy?"

"It was not easy for us at that time. They were much luckier than us. Now with Xiaoqing taking care of them, a child can earn seven or eight cents a day, which is already very good. At that time, even the labor force could not earn even seven cents. Eight articles."

Upon hearing this, Su A'nai nodded, "Yeah, but luckily I got over it."

She turned around and saw Su Ziling drying ice powder fruits. Su A'nai walked over to help, "You go and do your work. I'll be here."

"Okay, then I'm going to make mushroom sauce." Su Ziling didn't compete with her. It was because she had too much work, and there were still a lot of mushrooms in the kitchen waiting to be made into mushroom sauce.

The meat bought today is still waiting to be boiled in oil, and the pig's head is still waiting to be braised. There are only two pots in the kitchen. Thinking of so many things, Su Ziling has a headache.

"Go, go." Su A'nai waved her hand, "If you can't do it alone, just burn two more pots outside. I'll keep the fire while you put the ingredients."

It's August now. If the weather is good, you don't need to harvest the things that are drying in the yard, because there is no dew, and it will not be affected if they are in the open air. If you harvest them, you will have to spend time drying them the next day.

There are several tea-frying stoves outside. Now the tea leaves are slowly coming out, so they are idle most of the time. Now they are set up to make fungus paste.

Thinking of tea, Su Ziling looked at Mr. Su who was still busy at the side, "Grandpa, have you ever seen the tea in the mountains?"

Mr. Su: "I've seen it, let's wait a few more days. The leaves haven't been picked out yet. I guess I will pick them again in a few days. It may be the last time. If I want to pick them again, it will have to be next year." .”

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime harvest." Su Ziling started the fire outside. One pot in the kitchen was boiling oil and the other was making mushroom sauce. The one outside was also used to boil mushroom sauce. By then, the three pots would probably be used together. Out.

"By the way," A'nai Su suddenly said, "Didn't I go to the field to water the vegetable fields tonight? I took a look at the millet and it's almost ready to be harvested."

"Can it be cut?" Mr. Su paused.

"It's almost done. I see two families nearby are already cutting."

"Okay, let's go get the millet back tomorrow. Xiaoqing, you don't have to worry about it. You can just do your own thing." The latter half of the sentence was what Mr. Su said to Su Ziling.

"Hey, I understand." Su Ziling responded. She couldn't leave at first, so she had to stabilize the ice powder stand in the past few days while the heat was still there.

By the time the lard was cooked and the fungus sauce was ready, it was completely dark. Su Ziling yawned, washed up, and lay down on the bed.

I was obviously very sleepy, and every time I yawned, I shed some tears. In the end, my eyes were full of tears, but I still couldn't fall asleep.

She calculated carefully and found that today's four buckets of ice powder used four kilograms of seeds. One kilogram of seeds is about seventy bowls.

Four buckets equals two hundred and eighty bowls. After excluding the bowl given to Su Zimu and the two bowls given to his classmates, there are about two hundred and seventy-seven bowls. One bowl and ten bowls. Two hundred and seventy-seven bowls equals two thousand and seven. One hundred and seventy cents.

In other words, it was 20,000 yuan and 70 yuan. The ice alone cost one tael of silver. After excluding the cost of sugar water and ice powder seeds, the net profit was about one, two, sixty-seven yuan. This is quite a lot. It’s just that the cost of ice is a bit high.

But it will be fine tomorrow. Bring more sugar and ice powder seeds. Then ask the shopkeeper for a room and hide in there to knead the ice powder. Once you are done kneading, you can hang it directly into the well. It will freeze after hanging for two hours. .

She had to carry five or six kilograms of ice powder seeds, or maybe ten kilograms, so she could carry them back when they were no longer needed. She always felt that business would be better tomorrow.

Today is the first day, so it’s normal to sell less. However, after such publicity, five pounds of ice powder seeds may not be enough to sell tomorrow.

Bring more chopped peanuts and walnuts, as well as sesame seeds. As for fruit, it’s August melons for the time being. I haven’t finished the ones I picked that day, so I still have some left.