Husband and father in another world are responsible

After Feng's departure, Ji Chunshan set up a stall for half an hour, and the goods were almost sold out. He asked old man He to help him unload the cart, and then went to the market by himself with baskets on his back. After looking for three stalls selling duck eggs, I bought a hundred fresh duck eggs.

After returning home, after lunch, Ji Chunshan began to dump the duck eggs.The jar bought the day before yesterday has been cleaned and dried, and it is now in use.

One hundred duck eggs are divided into two, fifty are made into salted duck eggs, and fifty are made into preserved eggs. The materials are all prepared in advance, and Ji Chunshan has already been familiar with the production steps, so he has already made them in a short time. Finish.

Looking at the two identical jars filled with duck eggs, and then at the other eight identical jars beside him, Ji Chunshan felt that he had to do something.

So, Ye Qinglan, who was teaching Ji Ningxu and Wang Xiaoer how to write, saw Ji Chunshan come in with a bunch of palm-sized wooden signs.

"Excuse me, are you free? Please do me a favor." Ji Chunshan said to Ye Qinglan.

"What's the matter?" Ye Qinglan asked.

Ji Chunshan put the wooden sign on the kang table, smiled and said, "Write a few words for me." After speaking, he opened the cabinet and took out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Ye Qinglan frowned slightly, a little puzzled, "Don't you know how to write?"

"Uh," Ji Chunshan paused, and then said, "Isn't it possible that what I wrote was done without you? I will thank you for your hard work." The original body can indeed write, and in the eyes of a modern person like Ji Chunshan, what he wrote is also It was indeed good, but the current Ji Chunshan failed to inherit the only advantage of his original body.

"...Okay, what do you want me to write?" Ye Qinglan could only ask.

Ji Chunshan poured some warm white water into the inkstone, rubbed the ink and said, "The ten jars I bought all look exactly the same, and it's not easy to tell them apart, so I want to hang a nameplate on each of them, so as not to make a mistake if they make a mistake." Yeah, a jar of stuff was wasted."

Ye Qinglan nodded, picked up the brush, took a wooden sign and put it on the table in front of him, then dipped it in ink, and looked at Ji Chunshan.

Ji Chunshan said, "Write the word salted egg."

Ye Qinglan's eyes were calm and focused, and she moved her wrist lightly, writing two beautiful small characters on the wooden sign in a flowing manner.

Ji Chunshan couldn't understand the font, and he couldn't say any literary words of praise. He just felt that the writing was excellent, and the words were as gentle and handsome as the person himself, with a soft and continuous meaning inside.

Such a good character should be matched by writing a few words and poems on the finest rice paper and silk, but now it is a bit wasteful to write local folk things on a rough wooden sign.

After Ye Qinglan finished writing, he took another wooden tablet, but he didn't hear Ji Chunshan tell him what to write again. When he looked up, he saw Ji Chunshan staring at the piece he had finished writing, and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Ji Chunshan shook his head with a smile, and said: "It's nothing, this piece is written with three characters of pine flower eggs, pine for pine trees, and flowers for flowers."

Ye Qinglan didn't write immediately, but asked: "What is preserved egg?"

Ji Chunshan was taken aback, could it be that there are no preserved eggs here?He made [-] of them at once for the New Year's Eve gift. If no one here had eaten them, they would probably think he was giving away bad duck eggs once he gave them away.

Ji Chunshan felt that he seemed to have taken it for granted. Although he knew that the Sheng Dynasty did not appear in the history of his previous life, he still unconsciously overlapped this world with the ancient times of his previous life.

Yuan has never read history books, so he naturally doesn't know the historical development of this world, but since he will spend the rest of his life in this world, he feels that he still needs to find an opportunity to learn more about it. In addition to history, there are laws, laws Law is even more important than history.

History can make him understand the world, but the law is the only weapon for him, a commoner at the bottom of the feudal society, to protect himself, although most of the time it may not be better with money or power.

Seeing that Ji Chunshan was fascinated by his own question again, Ye Qinglan shook her head helplessly, picked up a pen and wrote the three characters Songhuadan on the wooden sign.

Fortunately, Ji Chunshan quickly pulled away from his thoughts, smiled apologetically, and said, "Preserved egg is a kind of food made from duck eggs. It tastes a bit strange. It is usually made into porridge or cold salad. If you like it, you will always want to eat it." , but you can’t eat a bite if you don’t like it. But because of the production method, it’s okay to eat occasionally, but you can’t eat it all the time, and it’s easy to accumulate some things that are not good for your health.”

After Ji Chunshan finished speaking, Ye Qinglan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.It's not that he doesn't have doubts about where Ji Chunshan got so many fresh recipes, but he has an intuition that even if he asks, Ji Chunshan won't tell him the truth, so why should he bother .

One didn't ask, the other didn't talk, and for a while there was a rare tacit understanding between the two.

Afterwards, Ye Qinglan wrote down 'miso soy', 'sweet sauce', 'fermented bean curd', 'wine', 'spicy cabbage', 'pickles', 'kimchi', '[-]' on the remaining wooden signs in turn. Treasure", after finishing writing, he also knew what Ji Chunshan bought those jars for, although he still didn't know what it was for a few, but this time he didn't ask again.

After writing the wooden sign, Ji Chunshan didn't leave, but sat down, wanting to discuss with Ye Qinglan about one matter and ask for his opinion.

"The wild persimmon forest in the mountain can't produce ten thousand catties of persimmons. I go to the mountain twice a day, and I can harvest about three hundred catties at most. Even if I go every day, it will take a month's work. By then, those persimmons It’s too soft to make persimmons for a long time. So I want to hire someone from the village to help pick persimmons. I haven’t been in the village for many years and I’m not very familiar with it, so I want to ask your opinion and see which family is suitable.” Ji Chunshan Road.

Ye Qinglan pondered for a while, but said: "The method of making persimmons is very simple. If you hire someone to harvest persimmons, you must go in and out of the house often. Then you may be learned by others, and you know where the persimmon forest is. ..."

Ji Chunshan understood that Ye Qinglan was afraid that others would rob him of his way of making money if they found out, he had thought so before, but later he figured it out.Not to mention that the wild persimmon forest in the mountain was owned by no one, not his own, and it had grown for a hundred years. He felt that no one in the village would know about it, but it was because the mountain road was difficult and it was a little far away from the village. distance, and persimmon is a very common fruit here, if it is common, it is not a valuable thing.

He once saw someone selling them in the market, and he could buy four or five catties for a penny. After a while, the persimmons were so ripe that they could be bought for a penny and ten catties.If he hadn't discovered the persimmon grove, he originally planned to spend money to harvest the persimmons, otherwise he wouldn't be so anxious to ask the village chief to help sell the land.

Let’s talk about making persimmons. It takes more than half a month to dry in the early stage. By the time the first batch of persimmons are put into the vat and the frost comes out, the persimmons in the mountains are probably all harvested. If two or three people are hired, they will be harvested by then. Faster, at most knowing that persimmons need to be peeled and dried, but other key steps are not understood.

Ji Chunshan told Ye Qinglan his thoughts, and Ye Qinglan thought it made sense after hearing it. After thinking about it, he recommended a family in the village to Ji Chunshan.

"The Zhao family at the south end of the village, do you still remember?" Ye Qinglan said.

Ji Chunshan looked through the memories of his original body, and found that he still had some impressions, but it was more than five years ago, when Ji Ningxu was just born.

Because Shuang'er does not produce milk, children born to Shuang'er in common people's families usually eat milk powder, but Ji Ningxu was born prematurely and weak, and has a bad stomach, so he couldn't eat milk powder. The eldest daughter-in-law, Wenshi, gave birth to a pair of twins and was still breastfeeding. For the sake of their grandchild, Ji's father and mother came to the door with generous gifts and asked Wenshi to help feed Ji Ningxu every day.

When Wen Shi just became a mother, when she was overflowing with maternal love, she saw that the newborn Ji Ningxu was thin and small like a kitten, her heart ached so much that she immediately agreed.

Wen's husband, Zhao Da, is also a kind-hearted person. There is nothing he is unhappy about. Only Wen's mother-in-law is worried that her grandchildren will not have enough milk, so she is a little dissatisfied, but she eats the eggs, pork and fresh meat that Ji's father and mother often send. The fish waited for something good, so I was embarrassed to say anything.

Ji Ningxu ate Wen's milk for eight months. During this period, because all the good things from Ji's family were sent to Zhao's family, Ji Chunshan was quite dissatisfied with this. Thought, he did the same, but in the end, Ji Mu found out and stopped him, so he didn't succeed.

"Of course I remember, Sister-in-law Zhao is still Xu'er's half-mother." Ji Chunshan said with a smile.

Ye Qinglan nodded, and said: "Actually, Big Brother Zhao's family was in a good family back then, and there was no shortage of meat and eggs. He really had a good heart and felt sorry for poor Xu'er, so he agreed to my mother-in-law's request. I have always been very grateful. You I haven't been walking in the village for a long time, but I don't know that the Zhao family is not as good as before. In the past few years, there have been several changes in the family, and the family has been ruined. Brother Zhao's legs and feet are not good, and he has not yet married. time for money."

"I thought, Big Brother Zhao is a good hand at work, it shouldn't be a problem to carry a few loads of persimmons into the mountains, and he has a simple and honest heart, so he won't have any bad thoughts, so he can help them earn some money and pay back. Some early favors."

In Ji Chunshan's memory, Zhao Da was indeed a loyal and honest person as Ye Qinglan said, and with Ji Ningxu's matter in front of him, he had no reason to refuse, so he immediately responded: "Success, I will do as you say. At that time, Big Brother Zhao will follow me into the mountains to collect persimmons, and Brother Zhao’s legs and feet are not good, so I ask him to help peel the persimmons at home, how much do you think I’ll pay?”

Ye Qinglan said casually: "When the village asks someone to help with the autumn harvest, it is usually ten cash per person per day for a meal. Brother Zhao is from the village, so I'm afraid he won't eat at our house, so just add a few cash."

"Then it's twenty renminbi a day. The mountain road is difficult, and it's no better than working in the fields. By the way, you have to go to Zhao's house with me tomorrow, and tell me, if I go by myself, people will be afraid." I don’t believe it.” Thinking of how the villagers in the past saw him ignoring his answers, Ji Chunshan felt that it was better for Ye Qinglan to do this.

"Okay." Ye Qinglan replied with a smile.