The system favors me so much, I get eight meals a day while escaping from famine

When Jiang Qingyi saw them dividing the money, she remembered something. If you do business at home, you have to keep accounts, otherwise you won't be able to sort out the income and expenditure, which can easily lead to trouble.

She mentioned it casually, and Old Man Jiang directly assigned the task to Jiang Ping.

Jiang Qingyi told him to just keep track of how much he spent and how much he earned every day.

Jiang Ping is the eldest child in the family, so his family feels more at ease letting him do this.

While Zhao was preparing lunch, Jiang Dahe and Jiang Dahai were actively washing the pig offal they bought today.

Jiang Qingyi felt a little worried when she saw the pig heads and other offal hanging on the wall. She couldn't just hang them like that after buying them, she had to cook them and sell them.

"Dad, wash those hanging on the wall over there and cook them together later. Leave the pork kidneys."

Jiang Dahai glanced at the wall over there, and when his eyes swept across the pig's head, he asked again, "What should we do with that pig's head?"

"There's too much hair on the pig's head. It would be nice if it could be dealt with..." she said with a frown.

Jiang An jumped out very actively, "Sister, I know how to do this, can you leave it to me?"

Jiang Qingyi was eager to see someone take over the matter. "Okay, then I'll give the pig's head to you, Third Brother. Just clean the hair off it."

When Jiang Fu saw that his eldest brother and third brother all had things to do, he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, wandered around the house, and helped whenever he saw something to do.

The two old people couldn't stop smiling when they saw their obedient and sensible grandchildren.

After a simple lunch, the Jiang family started to get busy again, and everyone was washing pig offal in the yard.

Jiang Qingyi sat next to Old Lady Jiang in the main room, warming herself by the fire.

The system's voice suddenly sounded, [Host, there is new news! ]

Jiang Qingyi said calmly, "Bring out the operation panel so I can see it."

She quickly clicked on the message and saw that it was from Venerable Tianshu. It turned out that a month had passed and he came to ask about the spiritual spring water.

Jiang Qingyi replied directly that the spiritual spring water could be given to them, but she didn’t need anything else this time, only spiritual stones.

Venerable Tianshu was still thinking about what precious things to exchange for the spiritual spring water, but he didn't expect that Young Master Jiang only needed spiritual stones. This was simply too good to be true.

Finally, the two of them discussed and decided to exchange 100,000 medium-grade spirit stones plus 100 high-grade spirit stones for this spiritual spring water.

Jiang Qingyi also said that if there is no other demand in the future, transactions can be made at this price.

Venerable Tianshu was so happy that he gave Jiang Qingyi a basket of colorful spiritual fruits, which she put away immediately after receiving them.

After the transaction was completed, Jiang Qingyi returned to the room. She felt a little painful when she saw the pile of spirit stones containing spiritual energy, but she felt better the next moment. These stones could be used to upgrade the space. There would be many benefits after the upgrade, so she didn’t care about these things!

This time, Jiang Qingyi obtained a lot more spirit stones than last time. She casually placed them in the corner of the yard, allowing the space to absorb them slowly.

Before coming out, she pulled out a handful of green onions, leaving a patch of green onions in the field that had not grown big to begin with.

She could feel the resentment of the farming robot, and then came out of the space with a guilty conscience.

There were a lot of ingredients today, so I used the newly bought pot and braised two pots.

The brothers Jiang Fu and Jiang Gui were helping to light the fire.

Jiang Qingyi remembered what she had said before about returning the gift to the Ji family, so she put two large pieces of beef shank into the pot while braising the food.

The processed meat from the pig's head was also cut up and thrown into the pot.

Jiang Qingyi looked at the two full pots and estimated that they would yield 120 kilograms. That should be enough to sell tomorrow, right?

After breakfast the next day, Old Man Jiang and his two sons went to the Ji family with the prepared return gifts. In addition to the braised food, Jiang Qingyi also gave some apples and oranges.

Fresh fruits are very rare in the winter, and they are quite suitable as return gifts.

Jiang Qingyi still followed Jiang Dashan and the other two to set up their stall. Before they arrived, she saw from afar that many people were already standing at the place where they had set up their stall yesterday.

She thought to herself: Are all these people here to buy stewed food? This is a bit exaggerated.

As we got closer, someone in the crowd shouted, "Here they come, they're coming!"

Then a group of people rushed to where Jiang Qingyi and the others were.

A few people were finally pushed to their seats by the crowd. Before they even set up their stalls, someone asked loudly, "Stall owner, is it still 80 cents per pound today?"

Jiang Qingyi also raised her voice, "Today it is still 80 wen, and tomorrow it will return to the original price of 100 wen per jin. If you want to try it, hurry up!"

As soon as she finished speaking, someone shouted, "Give me two pounds!"

"I want a pound!"

"Three pounds"

"..."

"Please line up, everyone. We have prepared a lot today. I guarantee everyone here can buy something."

There was a hint of a cultivator's pressure in Jiang Qingyi's voice, and the crowded crowd soon became orderly.

However, there were too many people, so both Wang and Chen were helping to cut the braised food.

Jiang Dashan was helping with weighing and packing, and Jiang Qingyi was also helping to collect the money.

Some customers who had bought food yesterday saw some new items on the stall and asked to try something else.

After finally seeing off the first wave of customers waiting to buy, Jiang Qingyi and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief.

However, more and more people came to the stall, and the Wang family and their friends were busy all the time.

In order to attract customers, Jiang Qingyi asked Chen to cut a plate of food and she took it to passers-by for them to taste.

As a result, some passers-by were attracted.

Some people originally thought the price of 80 wen per jin was too high, but when they learned that it would be 100 wen per jin tomorrow, they felt that the price was still a bargain and bought some.

I originally thought that since I prepared more today than yesterday, I wouldn’t be able to sell them all, but looking at this, it’s only a matter of time before they’re all sold out.

It was almost lunchtime, and the chubby-looking Sun Lehe from yesterday came to the stall breathlessly. He said while panting, "Huh...luckily I made it in time...huh..."

Chen greeted him warmly, "Young man, you are here again, what would you like to eat today?"

Sun Lehe exhaled heavily, "Just like yesterday, give me three pounds of braised food."

Wang said again, "Young man, we have prepared more things today. Do you want to try something else?"

Sun Lehe was very easy to talk to. "Okay, cut some for me. Four pounds, please."

Chen quickly cut it, wrapped it up and handed it over.

Sun Lehe paid the money but did not leave immediately. He asked tentatively, "Stayer, how do you make this braised food?"

Chen looked at him warily and said, "Young man, this is our family's secret recipe. It's for the whole family to eat and can't be passed on to others."

Sun Lehe knew that asking this question was a bit unkind, so he apologized repeatedly, "That's not what I meant. It tastes so good, I was just curious!"

Chen smiled and said, "Brother, if you like it, come more often. We will set up the stall every day."

"Okay, I'll come when I have time." Sun Lehe left with his things.