Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

Song Yayi, who was in charge of guarding this place, saw so many people here and asked, "What are they selling over there? Why are there so many people around?"

The foreman looked over here and said, "Sir, there is a new cook over there. I heard that his cooking skills are good, and you can buy a dish with fish and meat for two cents."

The yamen runner Song was a little surprised. "Just two cents?"

"Yes, two cents."

"Haha, okay, let's go and try it."

Song the yamen runner didn't think the dish would be very delicious, he was just curious about what the two-cent meat dish would taste like.

Foreman Zhao accompanied him to the stall and said, "Make way, make way. Can't you see the master coming?"

Foreman Zhao pushed away the people who were surrounding them in front and walked to the front with the servant Song.

Old Zheng felt a little nervous when he saw the yamen runners in official uniforms. "Sir, what do you want?"

Song Yayi said with a smile: "I heard that your dish is good, give me one portion as well."

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment."

Zhou Chunfeng nervously took the bowl to serve the food, and the bowl was so full that it was overflowing.

Foreman Zhao took the bowl and handed over two cents.

Old Man Zheng waved his hands quickly, "No, no, no need to give money, just consider this as our honor to the official."

Sergeant Song waved his hand and said, "You can't buy things without paying. Just take it."

Foreman Zhao put two cents on the cart, and the two men left with the dishes.

Old man Zheng watched the two people walk away, then he breathed a sigh of relief and picked up the money and handed it to his granddaughter.

Zheng Xiaoman was much calmer than her grandfather and her mother. They were just food sellers, and the other party was just eating for free at most, so they wouldn't make things difficult for them.

If you really meet someone who wants to make some money, just give him the money.

But I can never come here again.

Fortunately, this bailiff seemed to be a nice person and didn't put on any airs.

Here, Song and his two servants were carrying the dishes back, and the fragrance filled their noses along the way.

When they returned to the resting place, Song Yayi couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks and take a bite.

He chewed the food in his mouth in surprise. The food was so delicious.

He picked up another piece from the bowl, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Then he realized that it was the large intestine.

He changed to another piece, this time it was pork liver.

He also realized that the fish in the bowl was the loach from the river.

They are not expensive things, no wonder they only cost two cents a bowl.

But the taste was really good, and he even wanted to ask how this dish was made.

Fortunately, he also knew that the other party must have a secret recipe, so asking would be no different from robbing.

He said to Foreman Zhao, "Old Zhao, you should try it too. This dish is really good and worth the two cents."

Foreman Zhao had already been attracted by the aroma of the dish, and he couldn't wait to take a big bite and eat it.

"Oh, this smells so good, even better than meat. No, I have to go get another bowl or else it will be bought up by these guys in no time."

As Foreman Zhao said this, he stood up and walked towards Zheng Xiaoman and his friends' stall, and finally managed to grab another bowl.

Looking at the empty jar, Zhou Chunfeng smiled so much that the corners of her mouth almost reached her ears.

I thought there would be some offal left from the five sets, but unexpectedly they were all sold out.

The three men packed up their stall and went back to town, but today they only bought three pairs of launches.

I bought two pairs from one stall and only one pair from another stall.

Zhou Chunfeng looked at the butcher and asked, "Boss, have you sold the offal? Didn't you say you would keep it for us?"

The butcher's eye was evasive, "Hey, there are old customers who want to buy meat today, and I saw you guys didn't come, so I sold it to them first.

But big sister, you buy so much pig offal every day, how are you going to clean it up when you get home? It’s not easy to clean up.”

Zhou Chunfeng was not very happy and didn't want to say anything more to him. She gave him five cents, took the pig offal and left.

On the way home, she was still a little angry, and kept talking to her daughter, "You said no one wanted this pig when it was low-quality, but how come you sold two pairs at once today?

This boss is not trustworthy. Didn’t we agree to keep it yesterday? "

Zheng Xiaoman smiled and said, "Mom, look at the guilty look on the boss's face. It's obvious that there's something wrong with him."

Zhou Chunfeng asked, "Daughter, what do you mean by this?"

"Mom, think about it, most people don't know how to process pig offal, so few people would buy this stuff.

Even if I buy some, at most I'll buy some pig liver and pig heart to cook at home, but I definitely won't buy the large intestine.

But today, two pairs were missing all of a sudden. It must be that the boss saw that we sell so many every day, so he figured out how to make them at home.

But there is still one left, and it looks like it must have been something that was not figured out in the end."

Zhou Chunfeng got even angrier when she heard this. "How could this person be like this? He's trying to steal our business?"

Zheng Xiaoman shrugged, "Mom, isn't this normal? As long as there is something profitable, there will definitely be people who are tempted.

Believe it or not, we will be able to buy even less offal tomorrow."

Their offal has been selling so well these days, I don’t believe no one would be jealous.

Old Man Zheng was listening at the side, and now he also became anxious, "What? There will be less tomorrow? We already don't have enough to sell five pairs, how can there be any less?"

Zhou Chunfeng was also very anxious, "Daughter, what should we do?"

Zheng Xiaoman winked at them and said, "Then let's give it to them first. If they insist on trying to cook pig offal, then we can do something else first.

When they all tried and it didn’t work, they gave up.”

Zhou Chunfeng sighed, "There are so many things to do in business. It's really not easy to do anything."

"Mom, no matter where you are, there are always people who are jealous of others. When they realize that they can't do it even if they are jealous, they will give up."

"Well, what should we do these few days? Don't sell it?"

Zheng Xiaoman shook his head. "How can we not sell it? If we don't sell pig offal, we can still sell fish. The loaches and river shrimps we catch every day are enough for us to survive for a few days. Don't worry."

A few people returned home, had a simple meal, and then went back to the room to settle the bill.

Today's cost is about 150 wen. After deducting this money, they earned a total of 570 wen today.

Zhou Chunfeng strung out the money with a smile on her face, but her good mood was dampened when she thought that there wouldn't be so much offal to sell tomorrow.

Old Man Zheng took his ten cents, carried a basket on his back and went up the mountain to pick all the beets that had not been picked yet.

Zheng Xiaoman went to the river to wash out the three pig offal and also took back the fish basket that he had put in the morning.

In the next few days, the pig offal could not be sold, so she thought about it and went back to the river to lure a few big fish with the spiritual spring water.

"Mom, I saw a few big fish by the river. Please help me catch them."