The poor man grows watermelon

Since having a lamb, the calf quickly fell out of favor with Xuewa.Fortunately, people don't care, anyway, they already have heifers.

The first thing Xuewa does after waking up every day is to ask Su Ye to hold him to watch "Baa-baa".

At this time, Yu Feng was making noodles in the kitchen, while Su Ye and his son were wearing thick padded jackets, standing in front of the sheep pen watching "baa baa".

Xuewa shouted happily into the circle: "Baa baa."

The little lamb raised its head, "baa—baa—"

Xue Wa got the response, grabbed Su Ye's skirt and laughed happily, then yelled louder, "Baaaaaaaaaaa!"

Little Lamb: "Mea—baa—"

Xuewa: "Baa baa!"

Little Lamb: "Mea—baa—"

Xuewa: o(n_n)o haha~

Su Ya'er and Su Qingzhu heard Xue Wa's laughter from a long distance away, and their mood became brighter.

"Is Xuewa trying to meow?" Su Ya'er clapped her hands and opened her arms towards Xuewa with a smile, "Come to uncle."

Xue Wa squinted her eyes, and rushed towards it very face-saving.

Although Su Qingzhu didn't go up to join in the fun, his eyes looked at the little guy warmly.

"Baa baa!" Xue Wa excitedly pointed out the little lamb to the two uncles.

Su Ya'er had seen it before, but he still pretended to be very surprised, "Ah, is this Xuewa's sheep?"

Xue Wa blinked and looked at Su Ye questioningly.

Su Ye smiled and nodded, "Yes, it's Xuewa's sheep."

The little guy immediately became happy and called out happily: "Baa baa!"

The little lamb stopped feeding, and raised its head very cooperatively, "baa—baa—"

Su Ya'er smiled and teased Xuewa, "So 'baabaa' is its name, so what's the name of this big one?"

The little guy looked at the ewe with round eyes, and then looked at Su Ye for help.

Su Ye gently encouraged: "Xue Wa think about it for herself."

The little guy tilted his head and thought for a while, staring at the sheep's white fur, and said crisply: "Curly!"

"Sheep baa, sheep rolls? Hahahaha..." Su Qingzhu laughed very shamelessly.

Xuewa didn't know that she was being laughed at, but she bent her eyes and showed a sweet smile.

Su Qingzhu smiled and pointed at the little bull and asked, "What's its name?"

"Xiao Huang." Xuewa didn't hesitate, it was her original name.

"What about this one?" Su Qingzhu pointed to the big cow again.

There is a white patch on the big cow's forehead, and its four legs are also white. Xuewa thought for a while and said, "Huahua."

"This one?" Pointing to the heifer again.

Heifers, like young bulls, are yellow all over.

Now Xuewa was in a dilemma, picked Su Ya'er's collar, and said uncertainly: "Xiao Huang?"

"Hahaha, no, there is already a 'little yellow'."

Xue Wa picked and picked, but couldn't think of anything, so she could only wrinkle her face, and rushed towards Su Ye in aggrieved way, "Daddy."

Su Ye didn't want his son to be wronged, so he said calmly, "The big one is called 'big flower', and the small one is called 'little flower'."

Only then did Xuewa feel happy again, she nodded her head heavily, and pointed her thin hands over one by one, "Big flower, little flower."

Su Qingzhu was a little dissatisfied, "What 'little flower', where did you see that it has flowers?"

Su Ye glanced at him, "Have you grown bamboo on your head?"

Su Qingzhu: ...

It feels like a [-]-point critical hit.

Until the time of eating, Su Qingzhu was still humming with anger.

He spread out the browned scallion pancakes, smeared a large spoonful of sauce, and swallowed it into his mouth with a mouthful of "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".

However, after chewing it twice, he wrinkled his face, "It's so salty!"

"There are so many rolls, of course it's salty." Su Ya'er laughed at him mercilessly.

Su Ye acted like a brother at the right time, took the cake in his hand, scraped off the excess sauce, and spread a layer of shredded radish in spicy oil evenly, then rolled it up again, and handed it to him.

"It should be salty now."

Su Qingzhu was rarely embarrassed, and muttered, seemingly saying "thank you".

Su Ye smiled and turned to take care of her son.

In fact, Xue Wa no longer needs the care of adults when eating now.

Yu Feng used bamboo boards to nail a small bamboo chair for him, which was similar to the structure of later child seats. At this time, the little guy was sitting on it, holding a corner of the cake with his white hands, and gnawed hard.

Su Ya'er continued to laugh at Su Qingzhu, "Look at you, such a big person is not as good as Xuewa!"

Su Qingzhu glared at him, angrily and did not refute.

Su Ye swallowed the pancake in his mouth and said, "After dinner, let's open the soy sauce tank. If it succeeds, we can make braised pork for lunch."

Su Qingzhu immediately became interested, "What is braised pork?"

"It's made with pork belly." Su Ye recalled the recipe of braised pork, "Choose fresh meat and cut it into small pieces, blanch it in hot water, fry it in oil, and then add water and various seasonings—the most important It’s just soy sauce and sugar.”

Su Ye's expression was full of nostalgia, "If it's done well, even the skin of the meat will be crispy and soft, and it will melt in your mouth."

Just listening to it like this made my mouth water.

Su Qingzhu said excitedly: "Then eat quickly, let's open soy sauce after eating!"

Although the rest of the people did not speak, they speeded up silently.

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What Su Ye didn't know was that the bean paste brought back by old man Jiang caused a little commotion.

"What are you talking about? This is a gift from "Little Fairy Boy"?" Granny Jiang trembled as she held the jar.

The old man Jiang stared and shouted: "You have to hold on tightly, don't fall!"

Granny Jiang nodded hurriedly, almost treating an ordinary can of bean paste as a treasure. Except for a few grandchildren to pet it, no one else would be able to get close to it.

The sons and daughters-in-law of Jiang's family wanted to eat some, but they had to swallow their saliva when they saw the old lady's posture.

In the end, it was old man Jiang who lost his temper, so Granny Jiang reluctantly took it out and touched a thin layer of buns on everyone's buns.

The youngest of Jiang's family was doing long-term work in Jiangfuhu's fields. He carefully put away the corn bread, thinking about making dry food at noon.

When eating, everyone often sat around together, and as soon as Jiang Laosan's steamed corn bread was taken out, there was a hint of salty fragrance in the air.

With a good relationship, I couldn't help asking: "Third brother, what did you eat today? It smells so delicious."

Jiang Laosan has a simple and honest personality, and said truthfully: "It's the bean paste that my father brought back from Yujia Village."

"Doubanjiang? What is Doubanjiang?" Everyone looked at each other.

Jiang Laosan saw that everyone was interested, so he was embarrassed to eat alone. He opened the bun with his thick hands, revealing the golden sauce inside.

"Heh! It smells even better!" Everyone said with a smile.

"Come on, let's all try it." Jiang Laosan said, and then wiped the sauce on other people's buns.

The men didn't hesitate at all, and came forward one after another.

Although everyone didn't get much, but it was a new taste, and everyone praised it.

During the busy season of farming, Jiang Fuhu often came to visit the field and brought some mung bean soup to relieve the summer heat. The excitement here naturally attracted his attention.

Jiang Fuhu people are middle-aged, white and fat, and their biggest hobby is eating.

"Old man, what are you eating?" Jiang Fuhu asked with a smile.

Jiang Laosan looked at the two sauce-yellow bean curds on the sockets of his eyes, and he was so cruel that he handed them to Jiang Fuhu reluctantly.

Jiang Fuhu pretended not to see his pained expression, put that piece of steamed corn bread into his mouth unceremoniously, and smacked his mouth without any taste.

However, the more this happened, the more his curiosity was aroused, "Where did you say this thing came from just now?"

Jiang Laosan was not a good-spoken person, and intermittently told about the old man Jiang taking the sheep to Yujia Village to thank him.

"It turned out to be exchanged with sheep." Jiang Fuhu concluded.

Jiang Laosan felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, he couldn't tell, so he simply closed his mouth and nodded vaguely.

There are a lot of sheep at home, if it is delicious, you can replace it with a few cans.Jiang Fudo thought to himself.

The next day, Jiang Fuhu personally drove the donkey cart and led two sheep to Yujia Village.

At that time, the three members of Su Ye's family were sitting around the side table eating, when they heard the "baa-baa" outside, they thought it was something wrong with the sheep at home.

Yu Feng hurriedly went out to have a look, Su Ye followed closely behind with Xue Wa in his arms.

There was a donkey cart outside the thatched shed, and beside the cart stood a well-dressed, fat, middle-aged man.

Yu Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then a smile appeared on his face, "Uncle Jiang, why are you here when you have time?"

"I heard that your family made bean paste, I thought about coming here to change some." Jiang Fuhu said straight to the point.

Yu Feng didn't ask him how he found out, but said bluntly, "It's just a few cans of sauce. If Uncle Jiang wants to eat, just ask someone to come and get it. You can change it for whatever you want."

When Yu Feng was young, he worked as a laborer at Jiang Fuhu's house. Jiang Fuhu took care of him a lot because he was young. Yu Feng always remembered this kindness.

Jiang Fuhu said with a smile: "That's not okay. I will do whatever others want. Otherwise, everyone will come to you to enjoy the autumn wind. How can I live this day?"

This remark was mostly a joke, Yu Feng smiled and said, "Uncle Jiang, come in and sit down, I'll go get you some sauce."

Jiang Fuhu glanced at the two children, one big and one small, and waved his hands, "I'll just wait here, this donkey is disobedient, just watch."

Su Ye could see that the other party probably felt it was inconvenient.

"You talk with Uncle, I'll get it!" Su Ye said, and put Xuewa in Yu Feng's arms, went to the kitchen to get a jar, and went to the back of the house.

Jiang Fuhu had heard about Xuewa's case a long time ago, so he didn't ask any more questions, but just boasted with a smile: "This doll is so handsome."

"Thank you." Xue Wa responded softly.

"Eh?" This time, Jiang Fuhu was greatly surprised, "Does he know he is praising him?"

Of course, who wouldn't boast after seeing my baby?This is Yu Feng's real thought.

However, he said on his mouth: "His little father often teaches, and the baby will be a better governor."

Jiang Fuhu looked at Xue Wa, then at Yu Feng, and nodded in relief, "You have finally come to the end of your hardships."

Yu Feng grinned and smiled foolishly.

When Su Ye came back, he had a large jar of bean paste in his hand.

Yu Feng took two steps, took it in his hand, and handed it to Jiang Fuhu, "Uncle, take this jar of sauce home, and treat it as our tribute to you. If anyone asks, you can help us spread the word so that everyone can enjoy it." Bring fresh soybeans in exchange for it!"

What he said was reasonable, so Jiang Fuhu had no choice but to agree with it with a smile, and left with satisfaction with bean paste and sheep.

Looking at Jiang Fuhu's back, Su Ye suddenly had an idea, "You said, if we open a pickle shop in the village, those who have money can buy it with copper coins, and those who have no money can also bring soybeans to exchange. How about it?"

"Pickled Vegetable Shop? Specialize in bean paste?"

"There is also soy sauce, or some small pickles marinated in soy sauce."

Naturally, Yu Feng would not object, but he hesitated, "Will it be very hard for Xiao Yezi to take care of the manor and the experimental field?"

"You and Qingzhu have always been in charge of the manor, and you have been doing the heavy work in the experimental field. How can I work so hard?"

However, Su Ye really didn't want to do it by himself.

"Auntie and the others will have more free time after the shoes are finished. If they are willing, I think they can take care of the pickle shop, and they will keep the money they earn, we don't divide it."

Yu Feng was taken aback, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a while, he opened his arms, hugged Xiao Shuang'er into his arms, and said warmly, "Xiao Yezi, thank you."

Su Ye gave him a blank look, "I'm also from Yujia Village, do I need your thanks?"

"Yes, Xiao Yezi is right." The tall man smiled kindly.

Xiaoxuewa was squeezed between the two fathers, her eyes were so happy that she rolled her eyes.

Su Ye and Yu Feng discussed it for a while, and then went to talk with Aunt Su Hua and Aunt Chun Jiu.

After hearing what they said, the two were speechless for a long time.

Aunt Su Hua said frankly: "To be honest, everyone really wants to do something. However, the recipe for this bean paste is a small page. Ya'er can learn it well, so we can't touch it."

Aunt Chun Jiu also nodded, and said earnestly: "The food recipe is different from the shoe shape. You can learn the shoe shape after looking at it a few times. Even if you want to hide it, you can't hide it. The food recipe is different. If If it is done well, it can be regarded as a family heirloom.”

Su Ye smiled, and replied: "Auntie's words are serious, but it's just a recipe for making sauce, it's nothing."

Aunt Su Hua and Aunt Chun Jiu looked at each other. Although they were eager to respond quickly, they didn't want to take advantage of the two young people.

Yu Feng said without humility: "Auntie, auntie, don't worry, Xiaoye's ability is great, more of this is not much, and less of this is not too much, not to mention, you are not outsiders, after all, our village benefits. "

Speaking of this, Aunt Su Hua and Aunt Chun Jiu didn't insist anymore, but they just said that they were dead, and the money they earned must have Su Ye's share, otherwise they would not do it.

Su Ye had no choice but to agree.

Thus, the matter of the pickle shop was finalized.

I have to say that Aunt Su Hua is really capable.

Perhaps inspired by the "Yujiacun Garden", they went to the county to order a batch of pottery pots, large and small, with the words "Yujiacun Pickles" uniformly engraved on them.

They also tidied up the compound in the center of the village, which was specially used for making and storing sauces; as for selling sauces, they chose an empty house at the entrance of the village, and the group selected two articulate aunts to watch.

Because of widowhood, the women in the village usually live in secluded places, but during this period, they went out to visit relatives and friends, go to the market and go to the store from time to time, talking about the pickle shop in the village.

Therefore, the pickle shop has not yet officially opened, but its reputation has spread all over the country.

Su Ye saw that the aunts and aunts were so hardworking, so she didn't dare to be vague. She paid more attention to the taste of the bean paste and the pickling of the pickles.

It is worth mentioning that whether it is soy sauce, bean paste, or various pickles, the price is not high, even poorer people can afford it.

Of course, there are also various seasonings added, which are more expensive. If you go out and bring a few cans with your relatives, it will be very face-saving.

In this way, with the joint efforts of everyone, the pickle shop in Yujia Village opened up prosperously.