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

The most important thing is that these are all purely manual work and there is no machine to replace it. Therefore, if you pound ginger and taro manually, one person can only pound more than 100 kilograms a day at most.

All in all...

Su Ziling shook her head. No, no, she really couldn’t make any money at five cents a bowl, and after paying the wages, there would be nothing left.

Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Su Ziling swallowed her saliva and said, "I just calculated that five cents a bowl seems to be a bit of a loss. Ten cents a bowl probably won't sell well in the county, but I think it should be okay in the state capital."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lu Yan was frightened and choked, "Cough, cough, cough..."

His face turned red after a few calls. Su Zizhong raised his hand and patted his back, "There's more on the table."

The subtext is: drink slowly.

Su Ziling frowned, "What's wrong? The price is too high? How about eight cents? If we lower it further, we won't make any profit. You can see that the process is very complicated and it's not easy to grow."

Lu Yan waved his hand, signaling Su Zizhong to stop taking pictures. He looked at Su Ziling and was about to speak when his throat felt itchy. He covered his mouth, tilted his head and coughed a few more times.

"Are you serious?"

"Ah?" Su Ziling looked confused. "How can business be fake? I have grown all these ginger taro, I can't eat them all, right? Although they are edible, they don't taste that good, and they are not as good as sweet potatoes."

"It's okay to eat it once in a while, but if you eat it every day, you won't be able to bear it."

Seeing her clear yet somewhat puzzled eyes, Lu Yan realized that she really didn't understand the prices.

Then he took two steps towards her, lowered his head, and whispered something.

No one heard what was said, but when Lu Yan put down the empty bowl and was about to get the second bowl, Su Ziling's eyes widened instantly and he pulled his hand, "Come out first, we can eat the ginger and taro soup later."

Looking at the two people leaving, everyone looked at each other, "What did they just say?"

"I didn't hear it either."

Father Su exclaimed, "Ah!" "Weren't we talking about the price? Why did you leave?"

Seeing Father Su’s slow reaction, Mother Su almost had a heart attack. “It’s okay, drink your drink.”

"Oh," Father Su really responded, and then his eyes fell on the table, "No one is eating those two bowls? If no one is eating, then I'll eat them. Xiaoqing said that they won't taste good if they get cold. If they don't taste good, won't it be a waste?"

"Don't waste it, what a pity!"

Mother Su: "..."

Looking at Su's father wolfing down the food, Grandma Su was speechless.

"Second dick."

"Ah? What's wrong, mother?" Father Su looked up at Grandma Su.

Grandma Su sighed, "I remember there's nothing missing for you to eat at home, right?"

"No!" Father Su grinned and patted his belly. "Come to think of it, I've gained a lot of weight since Xiaoqing started cooking."

Her belly made popping sounds when he slapped her. Su's mother gritted her teeth and simply turned her head away, not wanting to watch.

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Wang Anan took the initiative to put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen, "Grandma, do you still want to stew the chicken? If you do, I'll light the fire."

"Let's light it up. Just use the fire pit and that big pot. One pot will be hot enough." Grandma Su took a stool and went to pick mushrooms.

Su's mother also took out a dustpan and helped to pick up the trash.

Old Man Su was weaving a winnowing basket, and Su's father was helping to break bamboo strips. Two days ago, he heard Su Ziling say that ginger and taro powder should be dried in a winnowing basket, so he kept it in mind.

Outside the door, Su Ziling was still walking, and Lu Yan was dragged by her.

Looking at the strands of hair around her ears being blown by the wind and the setting sun shining on her profile, she looked a little softer and more beautiful.

Looking at the hand being held, Lu Yan's lips unconsciously raised, and his tone rose slightly, "Miss Su, what are you planning to do? Rob a good boy?"

Su Ziling seemed to have heard something unbelievable. He stopped immediately, turned around and looked at him, pointed at himself, then pointed at him, "Me? Robbed a good boy? You? A boy? A good family?"

Lu Yan raised his eyes slightly and suppressed his smile, "Yeah, isn't it?"

Then his eyes fell on his held hand.

Perhaps the smile in his tone was too obvious. Su Ziling followed his gaze and the moment he saw what she was doing, he immediately let go of her hand.

Without any hesitation, as if there was something poisonous in Lu Yan's hand, she let go cleanly and neatly.

He even shook his hands gently as if letting go.

"No!" Perhaps because she felt guilty, her voice sounded a little stiff and a little vicious.

"And, boy? Are you?"

Lu Yan: “!!”

Lu Yan felt terrible, his mouth was cracked and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

"How come I'm not a teenager? I'm only nineteen! Nineteen!"

Now it was Su Ziling's turn to be surprised. She had never asked him his age before, and Shen Xingye called him brother, so she thought he was older than Shen Xingye.

You have to know that Shen Xingye is already 21 this year, and is at least 22 years older than him. Who knows...

"You're only nineteen?" There was too much disbelief in his tone.

Lu Yan looked hurt, "What do you mean by talent? Do I look old?"

Su Ziling shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, that's not what I meant."

"But you can't blame me for this, right? Shen Xingye is two years older than you, why did he call you brother? Isn't this easy to cause misunderstanding?"

Su Ziling argued cunningly and refused to admit that he had guessed wrong. If he was wrong, it was their fault.

Lu Yan felt wronged, "He can't beat me, so what's wrong with calling me brother? Besides, he also called me a dog. Have you ever seen such a person who goes against the will of Heaven?"

Su Ziling: "..."

It seems there really isn't.

"Ahem!" She coughed fakely, "Well, is what you just said true?"

"What?" Lu Yan didn't want to talk much, so he turned around and looked at the green sweet potato field on the hillside opposite.

Su Ziling took two steps forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with him. "What you just said about lotus root starch is tribute starch!"

As for the capital, the palace, and high-ranking officials and nobles, Su Ziling didn't want to have any contact with any of them, nor did he want anyone from the Su family to have any contact with them.

They are just ordinary farmers. Knowing this will not benefit them at all. Instead, it will only make them worried every day.

As for Su Ziling, she thought that she had nothing but her skills. Why would she compete with others in terms of scheming, power, or means?

What are you thinking!

She is a commoner girl, and she wants to open a shop in Shangjing. Not to mention how expensive the shop is, can she afford it? In that place, without any background, even if she succeeds, how long can it last?

Under the feet of the emperor, every inch of land is worth a lot of money. If you throw a brick there, it can hit four or five powerful people. By the time her business is successful, there will be no one to protect her. Others can close her business with just a flick of their fingers.

It's better to close down the business, but I'm afraid something bad will happen. Not making money is not a big deal, but I'm afraid my family will be implicated.

Therefore, she never thought about going to Beijing. She just wanted to stay in the mountains and farm her fields. As for money, she would of course earn it, it was just a matter of how much she could earn.

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There is more at night!!!