Reborn Ugly Girl Farming to Support the Family

By the time they finished washing the pig and returned, her father had already burned all the pig hair.

There are still black smoke marks on the pig skin that has been burned by fire.

Zheng Xiaoman touched the pig skin and found some hard pig hairs stuck in the skin that couldn't be burned.

But I don’t have any tweezers or anything right now, so this is all I can do for now.

Zhou Chunfeng and her sister-in-law were chopping stuffing and making dough in the kitchen. Old Man Zheng saw that the cabbages in the backyard had almost grown, so he took a knife and harvested them.

After Zheng Qingming came back, he helped his grandfather move all the cabbages to the cellar.

Mrs. Zheng looked at the cabbages and asked her daughter-in-law, "How much pickled cabbage do you want to make this year? I'll come over tomorrow and pickle some for you first."

Zhou Chunfeng was chopping the meat with a kitchen knife. She paused and said, "Let's pickle a large jar first. Xiaoman said she wanted some cabbage, some spicy cabbage."

Old Mrs. Zheng asked in confusion: "Kimchi? What is that?"

Zhou Chunfeng shook her head, "I know that too. I don't know where that girl saw it from, but she insisted on trying to pickle it herself."

"Haha, if the child wants to do it, let her do it. Xiaoman is very skillful, maybe she can really make it.

Even if we can’t make it, the cabbages are grown at home, so we won’t waste any money.

If yours isn’t enough, I’ve grown a lot this year, so I’ll bring you some.”

"Mom, we have enough cabbage at home. If it's not enough, I'll go get more."

Old Mrs. Zheng nodded and helped them make dumplings.

We made three dumplings at home in the evening, and in the end not a single one was left.

Zheng Xiaoman was half lying on the kang, rubbing her belly comfortably. She had eaten almost twenty dumplings today.

After eating the dumplings, drink a bowl of dumpling soup to digest the original food.

She felt so comfortable, no wonder everyone said nothing tasted better than dumplings, and nothing was more comfortable than lying down.

Lixia and her sister were in the same posture, still savoring the aroma of dumplings in their mouths.

"Sister, I think these are the most delicious dumplings I have ever eaten in my life."

Zheng Xiaoman looked at him with amusement, "You've only lived for six years in this life, isn't it a bit early to say now?"

"Hehe, I just think dumplings are so delicious. If I could eat dumplings every day, wouldn't that be a life only gods can live."

Zheng Xiaoman laughed out loud, "This god is not doing well. He is very happy just by eating dumplings every day. Then I will make sure that your life will be better than that of a god in the future."

Tomorrow I will let you taste the pig head meat I made, and I guarantee that you will not even want to be a god. "

Lixia had never eaten pig head meat before. "Sister, pig head meat is more delicious than pig offal?"

"Of course, you'll know after you try it tomorrow."

Lixia happily turned over and looked at his sister, "Sister, I feel like my life is really as good as a god's. I can eat delicious food every day.

Hey, sister, I think you are as good as a fairy in the sky."

"If I make delicious food for you, I will be a fairy?"

"Of course, my sister's cooking is so delicious, only a fairy can do that."

Zheng Xiaoman chuckled and suddenly felt a little sympathy for the god in heaven.

The fairies in the sky must know how to cook. The gods just eat dumplings for three meals a day. They are not doing very well.

A group of adults couldn't help but smile as they listened to the two children's nonsense conversation.

Zheng Xiaoman rested for a while and then went to the kitchen to braise the pig head and offal.

When she returned to the house, she saw her mother sitting on the kang counting copper coins.

This should be the money they earned from the market in the morning. Zheng Xiaoman was also very curious about how much they earned in the morning.

This time she only cooked two pounds of beans and cut more than fifty pieces of snacks in total.

The peanut candies are even less, only about thirty pieces.

Zhou Chunfeng counted the money quickly. They sold a total of 190 coins in the morning.

Among them, more than ten cents were the money from selling the baskets.

After deducting the 21 cents they spent on the beans, they made a net profit of more than cents.

Zhou Chunfeng happily put the money away and said, "Xiaoman, these cakes and peanut candies can really make money.

Adding the money we made from selling food at noon, we made more than 600 coins today."

Adding the money from selling fish and the one or two taels of silver given by her mother, she had almost ten taels of silver in her hands.

Just two months ago, this was something she couldn't even imagine.

Zheng Xiaoman was also very happy to earn money. "Mom, if I make more snacks by the end of the year, I should be able to earn some more money."

"Okay, I'll help you do it then."

Zhou Chunfeng counted the silver in her hand and felt a lot lighter.

This money will be enough to support my two sons' education. When I save more, I will go to the city to buy some better scar removal cream for my daughter. I must heal her face.

Zheng Xiaoman didn't know what her mother was planning. She was only thinking about how to sell the pig head.

When I opened the pot the next morning, a rich aroma wafted out, which was stronger than usual.

Zheng Xiaoman picked the most tender meat from the pig's head, cut a plate and brought it to the table. "Come, try this pig's head meat and see if it tastes good."

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and tasted a piece. Zheng Xiaoman also picked up a piece and put it in his mouth. A strong meaty aroma spread in his mouth.

Lixia's eyes widened, "Sister, is this pig head meat? This is much more delicious than pig offal."

Zhou Chunfeng ate the soft and tender pig head and once again marveled at her daughter's amazing cooking skills.

"Girl, your pig head meat tastes better than pork. If others had your cooking skills, the pork at the butcher's stall would probably be unsellable."

What she said was not an exaggeration at all. At least the meat she cooked was not as delicious as the pig head braised by her daughter.

Zheng Xiaoman was very satisfied with everyone's reaction. "Mom, let's go to town early today. I'll go to Xinghe Restaurant first."

Zhou Chunfeng asked, "Do you want to sell this pig head to the restaurant?"

"Yes, this pig head meat is expensive, so it's not suitable to sell it on the construction site. This pig head meat is a good side dish for drinking, so it's more appropriate to sell it in a restaurant."

Zheng Dashan has his say on this. "Yes, this pig head is indeed suitable for eating with wine. This meat has a strong flavor and is the most suitable dish to go with wine."

He had this thought in his mind while eating just now. It would be perfect if he had a glass of wine.

Seeing that her mother was still hesitant, Zheng Xiaoman said, "Mom, let's just go and give it a try. It doesn't matter if they don't want it. If they don't want it, we can bring it back and eat it ourselves."

Zhou Chunfeng finally agreed, "Okay, then let's go talk to Shopkeeper Bai."

So today they set out half an hour earlier, and the three of them pushed the cart into the town and went straight to the door of Xinghe Restaurant.