Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

When Qiumei saw her grandfather, she cried even harder, "Wow, Grandpa, this is my father. My father is unreasonable and told me to get out."

Old Master Wang's face turned serious. "What did your father do again? He has become more powerful, and he dares to ask my granddaughter to get out?"

Qiumei's aunt took out a handkerchief and wiped her face, "Don't cry, Meizi, tell me slowly, what happened?"

Qiumei sobbed and recounted what had happened.

"Wow, Grandpa, I just want to make some money, I'm not going there for fun.

But my father was unreasonable and told my mother and I to get out. "

Mr. Wang angrily cursed: "This damn thing, he is so old but is no better than a child.

Come on, I'll go with you. He dares to ask my granddaughter to get out. Let's see who gets out in the end."

The old man took his granddaughter's hand and went home. Uncle Wang and his wife looked at each other, with helplessness in their eyes.

This second brother is becoming more and more out of line day by day.

Aunt Wang said, "Dad, you said the Zheng family has really made a fortune, they have even built this workshop.

This person is paid 600 wen a month, which is more than taels a year. For people, that’s more than taels.”

Uncle Wang nodded, "That's right, I've earned a little over two taels of silver in the past two months. Only the second brother is a fool, who doesn't want to get along well with others and instead rushes to offend them."

Aunt Wang also felt that the second son was mentally ill.

Haven’t you seen that everyone in the village is now rushing to curry favor with Zheng Laoer? Only he treats others like enemies.

Here, Old Man Wang brought his granddaughter back home. Wang Degui felt something was wrong when he saw his biological father coming.

Sure enough, his premonition was correct. Mr. Wang started taking off his shoes as soon as he entered the room.

Wang Degui was so scared that he looked for a place to hide in the yard. "Hey, Dad, what are you going to do? I haven't done anything recently, why are you hitting me?"

Old Master Wang sneered, "You didn't do anything? Didn't you just scold my granddaughter? Look how powerful you are, and you even told them to get out. I'm telling you, you're the one who should get out of this family the most!"

Wang Degui cried out in dissatisfaction when he heard this, "Dad, how can it be wrong for me to discipline my child? You as a father can beat me, but I can't discipline my daughter? Dad, your grandfather is too overbearing."

Mr. Wang threw the shoe in his hand at him, "I am overbearing? I care about you for your own good. Am I meddling in your affairs blindly like you are?

Mei Zi isn't going there to play, why are you stopping her from going? I think you deserve a beating."

Wang Degui shouted unconvincedly: "She wants to go to Zheng Laoer's house, not theirs! Even if I were dead poor, I would not let my daughter work for him.

If he wants to order my daughter around, forget it, huh."

Mr. Wang was so angry that he took off his other shoe and said, "You brainless thing, why did I give birth to such a stupid thing like you.

You were the one who stole his things first, what does that have to do with Zheng Laoer?"

Wang Degui threw a tantrum, "Anyway, if I say no, then no. If she insists on going, then get out of the house with me. I don't have a daughter like that."

Old Master Wang's hands were shaking with anger. "Well, you little bastard have grown wings. I'm going to make sure you can do it. I'll see if you can do it."

The old man was barefoot and waved his shoes at Wang Degui.

"Ahh, Dad, I'm your father now, you can't always hit me, ouch, it hurts."

"Humph, no matter how old you are, you are still my child. I didn't teach you well, and now I have to wake you up."

"Oh dad, are you really going to hit me?"

"What else? I'm trying to tease you?"

"Ah, Dad, stop hitting me, stop hitting me, please don't hit me in the face."

There was chaos in the yard for a while, and Qiumei's mother came over and pulled her daughter to watch the fun.

He should be beaten up, so that his mind becomes more and more confused.

Finally, under the old man's persuasion, Wang Degui agreed to let Qiumei go to Zheng Xiaoman's workshop.

The old man was so tired that he sat on the stool and gasped for breath. Wang Degui still had shoe marks on his face and squatted at the door in a cowardly manner, puffing out his breath.

Woo woo, is there anyone as miserable as him? He is so old but still has to get beaten. Life is really unbearable.

Zheng Xiaoman was unaware of the chaos going on here; she was busy preparing for the opening of her workshop.

Of the first twenty employees, five were men and the rest were women.

She has to arrange everything, including who is responsible for which process.

Another problem is that she only uses meat from the pig to make sausages, so the pig's head, trotters and internal organs are all left over.

She doesn't have that much milk, so she can't use it all.

Take out some and leave some every day as a snack for those who work, and the rest is useless.

She asked everyone to share the previous ones, otherwise it would be a shame to throw them away.

Zheng Xiaoman thought about it and decided to sell the braised pork recipe to Cao Jun. He had several restaurants and it would definitely be of use to him.

Then she can sell these scraps to him, so there will be no waste.

She made up her mind and immediately wrote down the recipe for the braised pork.

After finishing writing, she gave the list to Tietou and asked him to give it to Manager Cao.

When Cao Jun received the recipe for braised pork, he was a little confused at first.

But he soon reacted and couldn't help laughing.

"This little girl really makes the most of everything. Nothing is wasted at all."

He handed the recipe to Manager Cao again and said, "After that, you should collect the pig heads and offal from the Zheng family, and then make them according to this recipe and sell them in the restaurant."

He didn't care whether it could be sold or not. He didn't lack the money anyway.

Manager Cao took the recipe and looked at it, then said with a smile, "Haha, it turns out to be the recipe for this stewed offal. I've had it once before at a restaurant in town, and it tasted pretty good."

Cao Jun hadn't eaten it yet. He looked at Manager Cao and said, "Does it taste good? Can this pig offal really be delicious?"

He had been to Zheng's house several times, but Zheng Xiaoman was afraid that he would not eat pig offal, so he never cooked for him.

Manager Cao smiled and nodded, "Yes, it does taste good, perfect as a side dish for drinking. Master, how about I ask the chef to make some for you to try?"

Cao Jun suddenly became interested. He had never eaten pig heads or offal in his life.

There was no chance that something like this would be brought to him.

"Okay, then ask the chef to make some according to this recipe for me to try."

"Yes, I'll make arrangements right away."

At dinner time that night, there was a plate of braised pork head on the Cao family’s table.

There are not only pig heads here, but also pig hearts, livers, pig trotters, and a plate of fried pork intestines.

Cao Jun pinched his nose and looked at the fried pork intestines in front of him, unable to put down his chopsticks.

This thing stinks, is it really okay to eat it?

Seeing him like this, Manager Cao lowered his head and his shoulders trembled slightly.

Finally, Cao Jun made up his mind, picked up a piece of pig intestine and quickly put it into his mouth.

He frowned and chewed it twice, thinking that he would spit it out because of the stench, but after two bites, his eyes lit up.

The pig intestines don’t taste as bad as they smell. Instead, they become more fragrant the more you chew them.

He couldn't wait to taste the pig's head and pig's trotters. Hmm, they tasted really good.

After the meal, he had almost finished all the dishes in front of him.