Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

Zhou Chunfeng thought for a moment and said, "If it's two cents a piece, I might consider buying one for my child."

"That's right. We won't sell these cakes in town. We can take them to the market tomorrow and try it out."

"Okay, then mother will pack these up first. Hey Lixia, please stop eating, these are two cents a piece."

When Zhou Chunfeng saw her youngest son pick up another piece, she was so angry that she reached out to hit him.

Zheng Xiaoman stopped her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, this is something we made at home, can't our family eat some of it?

Even though Lixia ate so much that he vomited, how much could he eat?

And I want to keep some of this for my grandparents to try."

Zhou Chunfeng couldn't convince the little girl, "Alright, alright, just spoil him, I won't care about him anymore."

Although she said this, she was still happy in her heart that the children had a good relationship.

Lixia ran over with a smile and hugged Zheng Xiaoman, "Sister, you still love me the most."

Zhou Chunfeng laughed and scolded him, "You little bastard, you think your sister is good, but I am not your mother?"

Lixia quickly shook her head, "Mom is fine too, mom and sister are fine."

Zheng Qingming looked at his servile appearance, smiled and shook his head, it was really unbearable to watch.

On the other side, when Old Man Zheng came back from outside in the afternoon, he actually brought back three sets of pig offal.

He handed the pig offal to his granddaughter with a smile, "Grandpa has made an agreement with them. We will deliver the pig offal to your home when we have it. The price is still five cents a pair. Your grandma is at home every day, so she will collect it first."

Zheng Xiaoman gave his grandfather a thumbs up and said, "Grandpa, you are really amazing. You are so efficient."

"Hahaha, it doesn't matter if it's high or low. I know everyone in the village. This little thing is nothing."

Having finished what his granddaughter asked him to do, Old Man Zheng was in a particularly good mood.

Especially when he ate the snacks made by his granddaughter, he felt so sweet inside.

He happily carried the snacks home, and someone saw him on the road and asked him with a smile what he had.

"Oh, these snacks made by Xiaoman are specially for me and her grandma. This child is so filial. She always thinks of us first."

"Oh, Uncle Zheng, you are so lucky to have such a wonderful granddaughter. I heard that you have been selling food in town recently, and you must have made a lot of money, right?"

The three of them pushed the cart to the town every day, and everyone in the village knew that they were selling food in the town.

I also heard that they can earn a lot of money in a day.

There was someone who loved to ask, so he asked Old Man Zheng.

Old man Zheng waved his hands and said, "How can you make much money? It's just a few cents of hard-earned money. If the money is so easy to make, why would everyone still work so hard to farm?"

"Hahaha, that's true. It's not that easy to make money out there."

When they were told they could make a lot of money, no one believed it.

After hearing what he said, everyone smiled good-naturedly and joked for a few more words, and then Old Man Zheng slipped away home first.

Humph, how can I tell you how much money I earn? Wouldn’t you be even more jealous?

After arriving home, Old Man Zheng gave the snacks to Old Lady Zheng, and then went to visit a few of his old friends' homes.

Old Man Zheng told them that if the boys in their family caught any fish or shrimp in the future, they should send them to their family and they would pay for them.

There is no reason why anyone would not want to make money from this. If you can catch five or six pounds a day, you could probably sell it for more than ten cents.

So in the next few days, three or four sets of pig offal were delivered every day from the surrounding villages.

Together with the fish and shrimp sent by the villagers, there was enough for Zheng Xiaoman and her friends to use.

Although the cost is a bit higher, it is within their acceptable range.

They hadn't been to the town to buy offal for several days, so the two pork sellers were not very happy.

A few days ago, many people came to them to buy pig offal, but after they went home and cooked it once, no one bought it anymore.

The two families had even discussed the price increase together. They had heard that the family made a lot of money selling pig offal.

It is reasonable for them to raise the price.

However, neither company expected that as soon as they proposed a price increase, people would stop coming.

And they also heard that the other party had changed the place where they bought pig offal, and the two families suddenly became anxious.

Before, I could earn at least a dozen cents from these pig offal every day, but now these dozen cents are just lost.

The pig offal is now just to be thrown away, no one buys it anymore.

The two families were so regretful that they were eagerly looking forward to Zheng Xiaoman and the others coming over every day.

Zheng Xiaoman didn't know what the two families were thinking now. She got up early this morning and was going to go to the market with her mother in a while.

Old Mrs. Zheng knew that they were going to market today, so she and Zheng Chunhua came over in the morning to help them.

Zhou Chunfeng was still a little embarrassed, "Mom, you don't have to do it. Xiaoman and I will have time to do it after we come back from the market."

Old Madam Zheng waved her hand and said, "Okay, wait until you come back, there's no need to rush around. Chunhua and I are at home.

It's just steaming some dry food and cutting some vegetables, we can do it. It's getting late, you guys should go quickly."

Zhou Chunfeng didn't say anything more and took her daughter to the market.

The market place is only two miles away from their village, and it takes less than half an hour to walk from their home to the market.

When they arrived, there were already a lot of people at the market.

Those who arrived early have already found a place and put out all the things they brought from home.

The two of them found a position in the middle and put down the backpack. Zheng Xiaoman took out a straw mat from the backpack and spread it on the ground, and then covered it with a layer of clean floral cloth.

After she had laid out the stall, Zhou Chunfeng took out the peanut candies, mung bean cakes, red bean cakes, dried fish and shrimp paste that she had brought from home and placed them on the stall.

For things like peanut candy and mung bean cake, only a portion of each was taken out and each was placed under a clean piece of greaseproof paper.

Zheng Xiaoman also prepared some samples for tasting. When someone came to ask, she handed them a piece.

There are also several baskets of different sizes on their stall, all of which were woven by Zheng Dashan recently.

Now that he has to peel acorns every day, he has much less time to weave.

As the sun rose, more and more people came to the market.

Many people come to their stall, but perhaps because they think the dim sum is too expensive, few come to ask the price.

Zheng Xiaoman looked at the people walking around and realized that this couldn't go on.

She cleared her throat and shouted, "Selling green bean cakes, red bean cakes, and peanut candies, two cents a piece. Don't miss them if you pass by, the freshly baked cakes are two cents a piece."

Sweet and delicious authentic mung bean cakes, limited in quantity, first come first served, hurry up and buy them.”

As soon as she shouted these two words, everyone around her looked over here.