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

"Yes!" Su Ziling nodded, "But it is only a century-old tea. Ordinary tea cannot be sold at this price."

After Su Ziling finished speaking, she looked at Mr. Su, "Grandpa, how about going to see the tea forest?"

Mr. Su sat up straight and poured a cup of tea as usual. As soon as he put it to his mouth, he suddenly paused and then put it down again. All he thought about was: Two taels of silver per pound!

"It's abandoned. The grass is taller than the tea trees. This also shows that no one is picking it."

Su Ziling nodded, "How is the sprouting going?"

Mr. Su: "It's not bad. They've all been picked. The size looks similar to what you picked that day."

That's just waiting to be picked...

Suddenly, Su Ziling was a little worried. She was going to sell sweet potato flour, and tomorrow was the first day. She had to go see the situation in person and teach Ji Yunchu how to do it, so she couldn't spare time to pick it. Of tea.

Obviously other people have also thought about this situation. From the current situation, this tea is in a good situation, at least it is the most profitable. If they give up because they have no time, they will definitely not be willing to give up.

At this time, Mr. Su said, "In this case, Erniu and the third family will go to the county town to sell tofu. Tomorrow, Xiaoqing will follow Zizhong and Ji Yunchu to Shan'ao to sell tofu and sweet potato noodles. We will take the couple from the second family next door. Picking the leaves of body odor wood, I’ll do this for now tomorrow, I think the tea leaves can last another day.”

"The day after tomorrow, we can let Zizhong and Ji Yunchu sell it alone. The two of us have bought the body stinking firewood leaves. How about the rest of us go picking tea leaves? Bring a few more baskets and sacks. They are light and disposable. You can memorize more.”

"Okay, that's all we have to do for now." Su Ziling nodded.

Mr. Su looked at Su Ziling, "Our leaves have been washed and can be started tomorrow. Do you have any other work at your place? Let's share it with everyone before it gets dark."

"The large intestine has not been washed outside, the lard is waiting to be boiled, the lean meat is waiting to be minced, the peppers need to be pounded a little more, and the peanuts need to be peeled a little more."

Su Ziling counted everything in detail and found that there were still so many tasks waiting to be done.

Mother Su stood up and said, "Let me wash the large intestine. I'm good at this."

Bai Wei also stood up to chop the meat, while Su Zizhong went to get the pepper, "How much do you want to chop?"

Su Ziling thought for a while, both the hot and sour noodles and the fairy tofu needed chili peppers, "Let's pound them more, they require more and more."

The young man said nothing and walked towards the stone mortar with a dustpan of chili peppers.

Su Ziling reminded: "Brother, wear a face towel, the pepper will choke your nose."

"it is good."

Su A'nai stood up holding on to the table, "You've all done your work, then I'll go peel the peanuts."

In the end, there was only lard and no one was left to boil it. "Axiu, come and light a fire for eldest sister."

"Hey! Okay!" She responded obediently, and then instructed Su Zimu like a little adult, "Second brother, help me bring some firewood, I can't carry it."

Su Ziling first washed the suet and fat, then cut it into pieces, put a small amount of water in the pot, put the lard down, and reminded Su A'nai, "A' Nai, help me stir the pot."

Su A'nai raised her head and glanced at her, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to pick some vegetables to make rice noodles for tomorrow." Su Ziling carried a basket on her back, threw the sickle into it, picked up a hoe and was about to set off.

Su A'nai: "Let Er Niu go with you. Isn't he free? Or I can call you dad."

"I'll go, I'll go with Sister." Su Zimu came in with firewood. He patted the sawdust on his clothes and carried a basket on his back.

"Sister, give me the hoe!"

The two of them headed towards the field. Based on their experience last time, they were very fast this time. They pinched some sweet potato tips and chopped a cabbage in the field. They also pinched a piece of gray cabbage in the field. They are tied into small bundles and are easy to pick up.

I pulled up two cilantro plants, and found some shepherd's purse and dogtail roots on the edge of the field. I even pinched a lot of mint, washed them, tied them up and put them in a basket on my back.

Soon the two of them had dug enough for two baskets. Su Zimu washed his feet and glanced at Su Ziling who was squatting at the edge of the field in a daze. "Sister, wash your hands and go back."

He shouted, but Su Ziling didn't move. He frowned, walked over, and followed her example and squatted down, "Sister, what are you looking at?"

Su Ziling raised her chin, "Look, aren't those snails cute?"

Su Zimu: "..."

He glanced at the snails in the field and was speechless, "You haven't seen snails? There are them everywhere in the field. What's so cute? They can't be eaten. If there's anything good to see, leave now!"

"It's edible!" Su Ziling stood up, took off her shoes and was about to go to the fields. Su Zimu was so frightened that she quickly stopped her, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Pick up snails! Even though they have less meat, they are delicious!" Su Ziling put aside his hand, went down to the field, bent down and started picking them up.

"Is it really edible?" Su Zimu's voice was full of doubts.

"Yes, won't you know when I make it?" It rained last time, so she didn't pay attention. She didn't expect that there were so many snails in the field, and they were quite big.

"Be careful, don't step on other people's seedlings!" Seeing Su Ziling walking awkwardly, his heart ached.

It rained in May, and every household planted rice seedlings.

"I understand, don't just stand there stupidly. Send the vegetables back quickly and bring me a bucket." Seeing that he was still standing dumbly at the edge of the field, Su Ziling urged.

"I know." Su Zimu picked up the basket and walked home, not daring to rest for a moment. When he came to the field with the bucket, he saw that the girl had already finished picking it up.

She sat on the ridge of the field and washed her feet. Behind her was a green rice field. The wind blew and set off layers of green waves.

The breeze hit my face, and the "croak" of field frogs could be heard beside the ditch in the field.

The sun sets over the west mountain, the afterglow spreads on the water, and the wind blows, causing layers of ripples.

"Why are you still standing there? Pick it up and leave!"

The corner of Su Zimu's mouth twitched and he looked at the mountains of snails piled up on the ridge of the field, "All of them?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense! Why should I pick them all up?"

Su Zimu sighed, directly put the bucket down, and swept all the snails into the bucket like sweeping garbage. Looking at the bucket of snails that stood out, Su Zimu couldn't lift it up for a while.

"I'll do it, you carry the basket." Su Ziling chuckled.