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

Chapter 521 Sending New Year’s Goods

Chapter 521 Sending New Year’s Goods

When they arrived at the county seat, the dark clouds dispersed somewhat, and Su Ziling and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Just halfway through the walk, drizzle began to fall from the sky. Several people thought it was going to rain, so they stopped the oxcart in a hurry and covered the vermicelli on the oxcart tightly with raincoats.

Today was the fastest day. Uncle Li was also afraid of rain, so he drove the oxcart so fast that Su Ziling and the others almost couldn't keep up.

Su's father and Mr. Su didn't come, so Su Zizhong and Twenty-two followed her. They were martial arts students, so their physical strength was naturally better than Su Ziling's.

When she arrived at the gate of the city, she was the only one panting. Judging from her condition, she probably couldn't carry anything on her back. In the end, she had to ask Old Man Li to drive the ox cart directly to the back door.

As soon as the bullock cart appeared, before it could stop, it was surrounded by people who had been waiting nearby.

"Miss Xiaoqing is here?"

"We're finally here. Did Miss Xiaoqing bring a lot of vermicelli? If so, I'd like to buy more!"

"Me too. My wife said that if I buy two more pounds, I will send vermicelli as a gift when I go back to celebrate the New Year this year."

"Everyone, please give way. Let's unload the goods first. Since we don't have much, we will take the quantity we ordered before. If there is extra later, anyone who wants it can still buy it!"

The commotion outside naturally attracted the attention of people in the restaurant.

Shiba was the first to notice it, his brows furrowed slightly, and Qingjiu had arrived beside him at some point.

The two looked at each other and saw impatience in each other's eyes, "Is there another moth happening next door?"

Shiba shook his head slightly, "I'll go take a look, you look at the shop."

The small tricks in front of Zuixian Tower kept making Shiba and Qingjiu tired. They were still thinking of giving them a big one. As a result, Shen Xingye took office, and then the other side suddenly became discouraged and kept to themselves.

Before going out, Shiba thought that if it was really the other party's fault, he wouldn't care whether he would get Lu Yan into trouble this time.

It must be uprooted. It could have been a well-off and everyone would sell what they had. Since you are seeking death, he doesn't mind giving them a ride.

The door opened with a bang, and he roared, "Is it over yet..." End

The last word stuck in his throat, and as he finished speaking, the whole street fell silent.

Su Ziling raised her eyebrows and tsked, "Tsk! Why don't you feel happy to work overtime? Today is the last day. We can call it a day after the sales are completed."

Seeing Su Ziling, Shiba scratched his head and said, "Young lady, are you here? I thought some blind person came here to cause trouble."

Hearing them talking, the atmosphere relaxed. Someone said, "Give way, let Miss Qing unload the goods. Let's wait in front."

Then everyone dispersed one after another and turned into the lobby.

Old Man Li breathed a sigh of relief, raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Phew! I was scared to death. I thought there was another famine. They rushed forward in a rush, looking like they were going to rob."

Su Ziling smiled and said, "They all made reservations in advance. I guess they have waited too long and are afraid they won't be able to share the vermicelli. Uncle Li, you should wait for us at the gate of the city. We will probably go back very early today."

"Sure, then I won't go wandering around in the mountains. I'll wait for you at the city gate." Old Man Li responded cheerfully and drove the ox cart towards the city gate.

Usually, Su Ziling and the others would go back late, and Old Man Li would take the cows to the mountains to graze. He would also take the opportunity to find some fruits, wild vegetables, and the like.

More than eighteen people moved the vermicelli inside, while Su Ziling distributed the vermicelli to everyone in the lobby.

The last time she went back, she had booked two hundred and eighty pounds, and as Su Yongan said, there were new bookings one after another.

Su Yong'an gave her the notebook. The final total was written somewhere between five hundred and fifty, and Su Ziling's mouth twitched.

Slowly turning his head to look at Su Yongan, "Didn't you say the maximum is five hundred kilograms? What should I do with the extra fifty kilograms?"

Su Yongan spread his hands, his face full of helplessness, "I can't help it. The five hundred and fifty is the result of me being stuck. If I hadn't been stuck, I guess I could have fucked you up to six hundred pounds by now."

"Besides, how do I know that you really didn't give anything away? If you said it was five hundred catties, you really picked five hundred catties."

"You said it's easy. These five hundred kilograms are made with extra processing. We almost couldn't even produce five hundred kilograms!"

The two of them shared the vermicelli while muttering, one read the name, the other weighed the vermicelli, and Su Zizhong was collecting the money.

After the final five hundred kilograms were distributed, it was indeed not enough. There were still a dozen people waiting there.

"Miss Xiaoqing, is this, gone?"

"I'm sorry everyone, that's all we brought. We will return the deposit intact. If you come here to buy next time, we will give you an extra bowl of vermicelli. You can come over and eat at any time." Su Ziling said with a face. With apologies.

"This..." Several people looked at each other, "Miss Xiaoqing, do you still have some at home? If so, please give us some more!"

"Yes, yes. I made some money this year, so I just want to spend a good year with my family. It just so happens that my mother and daughter-in-law both like your vermicelli very much. Miss Xiaoqing, if you still have some at home, can you make some more? Send us some?"

"There are still five days before the Chinese New Year. You can send it off later. It can be 28 or 29. We live close to each other anyway."

Looking at their gazes, Su Ziling hesitated for a while. It was not impossible to deliver them after a few days, but she was afraid that it would rain in the past few days and there would be no way to make vermicelli.

"In this case, I'll give it to you at the age of twenty-nine. I can't guarantee how much it will be, because you've seen the weather," Su Ziling said, pointing to the dark clouds outside.

"Okay, two or three kilograms per person is fine. Let's buy it when it's in stock!"

After setting the delivery time, several people left.

Su Ziling put her basket on her back and took Shiba to deliver New Year's goods. She went to Xinghua Tower first, and Wang Fusheng laughed so hard when he saw her.

With her preserved eggs and the fire-baked fish and snails from Uncle Su Ziling's house, Xinghualou's business is also very good.

Seeing her come to give gifts, Wang Fusheng was even more happy. He also returned some gifts to Su Ziling, including some desserts, cloth, and some preserved fruits.

It had to be very valuable, so Su Ziling didn't dare to accept it for a while, but Wang Fusheng said that she hopes she can make more preserved eggs next year. The current supply is only enough for restaurants in his county, and restaurants in the state capital will also be in need. It will open soon.

Su Ziling's eyes widened when she heard that he was going to open a restaurant in the state capital, "Uncle Wang, you've already opened a restaurant in the state capital?"