I, the fox clan, Arita!

It is impossible for farmers to have ten bowls or eight bowls for meals. Generally, one or two dishes are enough.

Lingshu brought the fish to the main room, and the whole family sat around the table to have lunch.

Wan'er was still young, so Chen Guihua made some steamed buns in fish soup for her to eat, Lingshu picked up some fish belly meat for Wan'er, and gave some to Liangliang.

"This fish is really fresh!" Yan Dachuan ate three big steamed buns in a row, and was still taking the fourth one.

"Yeah, it's delicious!" Yan Youfu, the father of the Yan family, buried his head in eating fish, feeling that he had no time to talk.

Four-year-old Wan'er obediently sat on a stool and ate with a small spoon. She looked at Lingshu and asked seriously, "Uncle, can we still eat fish tomorrow?"

Lingshu patted the little girl's head, "After a while, my uncle taught your grandma how to do it with your mother. Let's eat fish every day."

"What are you talking about?" Yan Youfu scolded with his beard raised, "You don't know the hardships of being in charge if you are not in charge? How can our family have the money to eat fish every day?"

Lingshu smiled and said, "You will have money in the future. If you don't believe me, ask your elder brother and sister-in-law. Our family's jam and rice cakes are selling very well. I earned [-] yuan this morning, and I will go to Wangjiazhuang to sell them the day after tomorrow. Everyone is almost full and will start to work in the afternoon, and the rice milk must be distributed first, and this time there will be a lot of distribution, so as not to sell enough by then.”

"What?" Yan Youfu stopped his chopsticks and said in surprise, "Three hundred Wen?! Just in the middle of the morning?!"

"Yes!" Ling Shu nodded with a smile.

Yan Dachuan also nodded hurriedly, expressing that he was right.

Yan Youfu's eyes were straightened: "My darling——if you sell it for a day——"

"Then there are thousands of texts." Ling Shu continued.

Yan Youfu's hands were trembling, he was so excited, a few thousand a day!That's several taels of silver!The whole family can only save two or three taels of silver from one year to the end of the year!

Chen Guihua was also secretly surprised when she heard this, but she could still hold her breath, and slapped her man on the head, "Hurry up! Eat and help Lingshu!"

"Hey, good, good!" Yan Youfu gulped down the soup happily.

After dinner, Lingshu began to arrange things.

There is not much rice noodles left, so I have to take the rice to the stone mill in the village to grind it.

There is only one stone mill in Yanjia Village. In front of the village head’s house, there is only one family that raises a donkey for grinding mills. It belongs to the village head’s son’s family. His son Yan Chengzhi's family had some food, or a few pennies to feed the donkey.

Lingshu and Yan Youfu went to borrow a donkey together, and let their father watch the donkey pull the mill, and Lingshu went home.

There was still some rice noodles left at home, and Ling Shu had to do the rice flour mixing himself, and the others couldn't handle it well. When mixing, he asked his sister-in-law Chen Lanzhi to follow suit, and he planned to teach her this matter in the future.

"The water for making rice noodles must be boiled and then let it cool," Lingshu reminded, "The bucket cannot be filled to the brim, as it will become more fermented, this sister-in-law should understand, so much sugar is enough, wait for it It’s foaming, it’s not too cold now, and the fermentation is fast, if it’s winter, I’m afraid I’ll have to cover it.”

Chen Lanzhi looked at it seriously.

Lingshu mixed several large buckets of rice milk, covered them and put them aside to wait for fermentation. Then he went up the mountain with his sister-in-law and two children to pick hawthorns.

Yan Dachuan went up the mountain early, Lingshu reckoned that he should have picked a basket of hawthorns by now, maybe he was walking back.

The woods in the back mountain can't be forgotten at a glance. There are large tracts of wild hawthorn trees. It is autumn now. No one eats the fruits on the trees, and the people in Yanjia Village feel sour.

At that time, Lingshu was worried about what to do to make money. When he went to the mountain to cut firewood with Yan Dachuan, he found this hawthorn grove. Help, the red fruit is sour and astringent, but it looks good, and it can't be eaten at all.

Helpless, Lingshu had to pick half of the basket and come back without picking up firewood. Fortunately, no one scolded him when he came back, so he made hawthorn into hawthorn sauce. The whole family tasted it and found it delicious, which was very strange.

The rice cakes sold today were dipped in this hawthorn sauce, and they were also very popular. Yan Dachuan naturally knew that the hawthorn sauce was good. As soon as Ling Shu opened his mouth, he went to the mountain to pick the hawthorn without saying a word.

The two younger ones, Liangliang and Wan'er, just went to play with them. Lingshu was considered an older youth on his home planet before. He had never been married and had no children. In fact, he quite liked children and didn't mind bringing them with him. Liangliang plays with Wan'er.

Talking and laughing, several people walked up the mountain, entered the wild hawthorn forest, and met Yan Dachuan who was going home.

Yan Dachuan put down the basket to take a breath, and said to Lingshu: "Little brother, I think the red fruit is almost ripe, and some of them have already begun to rot. I'm afraid they won't be able to eat them in a few days. It won't be sold for a few days."

If the fruit hanging on the tree is not picked for a long time, it will naturally rot. Lingshu knew this worry, so he nodded, "Brother, don't worry, if you can't sell jam cakes, we can sell other things."

"Wangjiazhuang's fair hasn't arrived yet, what are you greedy for?" Chen Lanzhi cast a glance at her man, "You can earn as much as you can, and I listen to Lingshu, who has more ideas than you."

"Hey, listen to my brother," Yan Dachuan grinned, scratched his head and said, "I'll go back first and come back soon, try to pick more."

There are not only hawthorns on the mountain, but also a lot of wild grapes growing in a valley. Lingshu didn’t pick the hawthorns this time. He took Wan’er and Liangliang to pick wild grapes to eat. The two young ones got purple hands Juice.

Seeing that Lingshu had picked a lot of wild grapes, Chen Lanzhi couldn't help but said: "The wild grapes are delicious, but they are too much to eat, so don't be greedy, and this thing can't last, it can't be eaten. It will be broken after a few days, and it is a waste to pick so many back."

"It's okay, I'll take it back and do something else." Lingshu said with a smile.

He plans to go back and make wine to try.

Chen Lanzhi's basket was full of hawthorns, and Lingshu's basket was also full of wild grapes, and they returned the same way.

Yan Dachuan and his wife went up the mountain again before dark, but this time Lingshu didn't go with him and processed the grapes at home.

Washed the grapes with water, spread them out to dry, took a pottery jar with a knee-high round belly, crushed the grapes by hand, put some maltose in the jar, sealed the mouth with oil paper, took Close the lid, as airtight as possible.

At first, Lingshu thought that white sugar should be used to make wine by hand, and he was worried that there would be no white sugar in this era, so he could not make wine. Later, he checked the information in his optical brain, and found out that maltose can improve the quality of wine and improve the taste. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The conditions are not so high at the moment, the only way to seal it is this way, as long as the steps are good, the wine should be successful this time without accident

Lingshu put the altar in the cellar at home, and left it alone, and then went on to make hawthorn sauce. He also saved some wild grapes, and he will make some grape sauce later.

The hawthorn is now mainly being processed with the help of the godmother Chen Guihua. The two ends are cut off and the core in the middle is also dug out. Lingshu chops up the hawthorn and puts it in a pot to cook.

Because there is no tool to squeeze it into mud, you have to stir while cooking. When the cooking is almost done, add maltose, take it out of the pot and let it cool, and then put it into two palm-sized clay pots that you bought specially.

Lingshu took the time to go to the village carpenter Li to order ten bamboo baskets, bought a lot of curtains and came back, and then went to work all day the next day, and made dozens of large pieces of rice in the evening Cake comes out.

It's time for the market in Wangjiazhuang.

Wangjiazhuang is also a town. The combined population of the villages below is about the same as that of Dingchun Town. It is about ten miles away from Yanjia Village, and it is also one of the three nearby big towns with markets.

That day, the whole family of the Yan family got up before dawn. Lingshu estimated that today would be busy, so he didn't let the eldest brother and sister-in-law take care of the children, and let the parents stay at home to watch the children.

Several people carried the bamboo baskets full of rice cakes to Uncle Liu's ox cart, and the cart was full, leaving a seat for Yan Dachuan at the rear of the cart, while Ling Shu, his sister-in-law and Uncle Liu sat in the front.

Every time there are many people in the market, unless you are the first one to set up a stall in the town, you can choose a stall at will, otherwise you can only occupy any vacant stall, if you don’t occupy it, someone else will naturally occupy it .

Lingshu randomly found an open space, and several people helped to set up the table, put the cut white rice cakes on it, and took out a small bamboo spoon with a long and thin handle to dip the rice cakes in hawthorn sauce.

Ling Shu originally wanted to light the rice cakes on the table with hawthorn sauce, and then yell at the top of his voice a few times, but he didn't realize that someone was already asking him just as he opened his posture.

"How do you sell this cake?" asked a young woman.

Lingshu kept moving his hands, and said with a smile: "One penny is two yuan, sister, do you want to bring some for the children at home?"

The woman wore a woman's hair bun and was already married. She was supposed to be called sister-in-law, but Lingshu called her sister, with a friendly tone. She hasn't bought anything yet, just listening to this handsome little shopkeeper. It makes people happy.

The woman was about to open her mouth when she heard a strong man beside her say: "Hey, the shopkeeper has really come to Wangjiazhuang, come and fill me with twenty cents! The little ones in the family like to eat this jam cake, this time I I brought a food box, the shopkeeper can add a few spoonfuls of jam to me!"

"No problem! I'll give you two spoonfuls of jam for each piece!" The business opened today sold so much, Lingshu was so happy that his eyes narrowed with a smile, and he quickly put the jam cake into the food box for the strong man , while saying, "My family is a small business, and I'm not a shopkeeper. You can call me Xiaoling. You are the first one to buy today, so I will give you five small ones! A total of 45 yuan, twenty Wenqian, thank you for your patronage! If it’s delicious, you can help my family promote it!”

Those five small rice cakes are actually the corners and corners left after the big cakes are cut. They are not as big as the diamond-shaped rice cakes. The shape is not very good-looking, but they are not too small.

"Hey, good!" The strong man won five pieces of jam cake for nothing, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, he nodded repeatedly, "I'll tell the people in our village when I go back!"

When the shoppers heard that so many rice cakes were being given away, they immediately felt a little ready to move. The young woman just hesitated and said, "Can anyone buy it as a gift?"

Another person pulled the strong man and asked, "Is this jam cake so delicious? You have never tried this new thing. Why did you buy so much? If it doesn't taste good, you will lose money?"

"That's right! Your cake is too expensive! Fu Cheng Ji is not that expensive either!"