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

When the man heard what he said, his face instantly became serious, "I know the boss."

His steps became much heavier, and the hand holding the handle of the knife gradually tightened, and his knuckles turned white.

One step, two steps, he clenched his fingers, and the cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead, until he saw the boy and girl in the shed, and he was stunned.

Hearing the footsteps, the girl raised her eyes, with a smile in her eyes, and said, "Sir, would you like a bowl of barley tea or tofu?"

When the girl saw him, she didn't look scared. She stood in the shed with a smile.

The breeze was blowing slowly, and her black hair was a little messed up by the wind, with a few strands hanging down by her ears, making her look even more bright and beautiful.

The man was stunned and stood there in a daze.

"Your Majesty?" Seeing that he was stunned, Su Ziling shouted again.

The man came back to his senses, with a bit of embarrassment on his face. He scratched his head, "Who are you?"

"Oh, we, brother and sister, are villagers nearby. I heard that caravans often pass by here, so we wanted to see if we could sell some tea to make ends meet." Su Ziling explained.

The man on the other side saw that the man hadn't returned for a long time, so he thought something had happened. His face became more serious, and there were waves of coldness all over his body.

"San'er, what's going on?"

He stepped forward, with the knife at his waist already drawn out.

Chen San came back to his senses and looked at the man coming towards him. He waved at him, "Boss, he's a tea seller from a nearby villager!"

Hearing this, the man did not let down his guard, but walked over. He didn't relax until he saw Su Ziling and his two brothers.

Chen San walked to him and said, "Boss."

The man nodded and said, "Go and pull the team over." After that, he took a few steps and stood in front of the shed, looking carefully.

His eyes flashed as he looked at the bubbling barley tea in the shed and the tofu on the side.

The air was filled with the fragrance of barley tea. They got up early in the morning and hurried on their way. It was already dinner time and they were already ravenous. They originally planned to take a rest and eat some dry food here, but they didn't expect that they would still be there. There is hot tea.

His voice was hoarse and low, like a broken gong, "How to sell it?"

Su Ziling poured him a bowl of barley tea, "Tea costs one penny a bowl, and tofu costs three cents a bowl."

She didn't sit down and raise the price, it was still the same price as the county.

The man nodded, "First, fifty bowls of tofu and thirty bowls of tea."

"Okay!" The girl heard the words and responded with a smile, her voice was extremely clear.

The barley tea has been brewed, but the pot is not enough for at most twenty bowls. Su Zizhong went to pour the tea, and after pouring it, he ran to the back to get the water.

There is a huge stone there, with an empty bottom that can accommodate three or four people to take shelter on rainy days. There is a spring in the crevice of the stone. It is not big, just as big as a chopstick.

They dug a pond there two days ago and it was already filled with water.

After fetching water, he put it on the stove, added some firewood, and then brought the poured tea to those who came one after another.

We don’t have that many bowls at home, so the ones we use now are made from two giant dragon bamboos chopped down by Mr. Su.

The man looked at the bamboo bowl in his hand and looked at Su Ziling who was mixing tofu, "This bowl of yours..."

Before he finished speaking, Su Ziling, who was mixing tofu, raised her head and looked at him, with a bit of pride in the corners of her eyes and brows, "My grandpa made it, how do you think it is? It's not bad, right?"

man:"……"

Isn’t this little girl afraid? Can't you see such a big scar on his face?

Perhaps she was too relaxed, her words did not vibrate, and her movements of mixing tofu were also very neat. The man actually raised the corners of his lips in a rare move.

But it was just a tick, and it returned to normal before anyone could see clearly.

When Chen San heard Su Ziling's casual tone, as if chatting with the villagers, he couldn't help but wipe her sweat and thought: This girl is so brave! Even he didn't dare to talk to the boss so casually.

"It's okay." The man responded lightly.

It's true. The barley tea already has the fragrance of wheat. After using the bamboo bowl, there is still a faint fragrance unique to bamboo, which makes the tea taste richer.

After driving all morning, I was sweating profusely due to the heat. Sitting in the mountain col, it was unexpectedly refreshing. The breeze caressed my cheeks, bringing endless coolness.

Taking another sip of barley tea and looking at the lush mountains and forests, I felt a rare sense of comfort.

"The tofu is ready, come over and serve it." Su Ziling shouted.

The tofu has been cut in advance, so she just scoops it into a ladle and mixes it directly. Everyone can eat the tofu just in time with a bowl of hot tea.

Chen San was the first to walk over. He brought a bowl to the man and said, "Boss."

After watching the man take it, he went to pick up his own.

People from behind came over one after another, picked up the tofu and ate it. They were not so particular when going out. Some people sat on the ground, some stood, some squatted, and some sat on the rocks nearby.

Suddenly, the mountain col was filled with the sound of them eating tofu.

Chen San was walking and eating, and he stood in front of the shed, "Little girl, are you really tofu?"

The girl nodded, "It's true."

"It feels different from ordinary tofu, but don't tell me, it's quite delicious. Do you have any more? Let's mix the rest."

Chen San buried his head in the bowl and kept pulling it into his mouth.

Su Ziling looked at the tofu in the bucket and said, "There are still seventy bowls, can you guys eat them?"

One bucket can carry thirty bowls, and the two of them have four buckets, which is one hundred and twenty bowls. Thinking of the first day out, they only picked two loads. After all, it's close to home, so if it's sold out early, you can go home and pick it up.

Chen San chuckled, "I can't finish the seventy bowls. Let's have another twenty bowls."

After saying that, he put the bowl on the dining table and said, "Give me a refill first. It's so delicious."

Because they were on their way, they didn't stop too much. After eating, they put the bowls back. Chen San touched his belly and said, "Little girl, how much does it cost?"

Seventy bowls of tofu cost 210 cents, and there were fifty-five bowls of tea. She added a fraction, "Two hundred and sixty cents."

After she finished speaking, the man suddenly said, "Two hundred and sixty-five yuan."

Su Ziling tilted her head and looked at him.

The man stood up and said, "Fifty-five bowls of tea."

Chen San understood and counted out two hundred and sixty-five Wen to her. Before leaving, he waved to Su Ziling and said, "Little girl, will you often sell tofu here in the future?"

Su Ziling paused and nodded towards him.

Seeing her nodding, Chen San smiled even happier. He said, "Your tofu is delicious. Come back next time we pass by." After thinking about it, he reminded: "There is a big caravan behind me. I I guess you didn’t sell enough tofu today, so you can make more next time and be braver, there are many caravans and escorts taking this road.”

The man looked back at him and said, "San'er, let's go!"

"Here we come, boss!" He responded, smiled at Su Ziling and the others, and chased after them.