Xiaoyao Nongjiazi

The work was done, and the grandpa and grandson walked slowly on the street.Mr. Zhong was not in a good mood, and Zhong Qingran told jokes to make him happy, which was regarded as a kiss by Caiyi.

"Grandpa, don't think so much. There are few people who eat red crayfish now, so buyers are naturally taking the initiative, and there are more people who want to sell the goods to restaurants. We have no power and power, and it is normal for them to give up. Wait. From now on, rich and noble people will eat red crayfish, at this time, hehe..."

The third grandson's unfinished intentions, Mr. Zhong can be heard, but what they have to consider now is the present.It doesn't matter if Hongtai Restaurant doesn't take it, it just makes less money. The flooded fields they just bought will be thrown into their hands in a short while, and some goods can't be sold. This is not good news.

Seeing that Mr. Zhong frowned, he hesitated to speak, Zhong Qingran understood what he was worried about, and comforted him, "Grandpa, the annual land tax in the flooded fields is only so little, and we can cook red crayfish and sell them ourselves without losing money." of."

"You bastard, you pretend to be mature at such a young age. How can you be sure of what you do? Farming can yield nothing, but you are so confident that breeding red crayfish will be successful?" Mr. Zhong didn't agree. With a gloomy face again, after his mood calmed down, he was in a good mood to tease his third grandson.

"Grandpa, when did you think I was talking big?" Zhong Qingran expressed dissatisfaction.

"You didn't talk big, because you didn't have that chance." Mr. Zhong followed Zhong Qingran's words, his face was full of teasing, and he laughed at the end.

Zhong Qingran had no choice but to laugh along with him, and changed the subject in a short while: "Grandpa, the sun is too hot this day, let's go quickly. When I get home, I will ask Grandma to make a pot of red crayfish and sell them in the village market. Well done, then the red lobster will not worry about selling."

"Well, you're right, it's just that it will be hard for your grandma."

"It's okay, let the fourth sister light the fire when the time comes, or I'll come if it doesn't work."

"You?" Mr. Zhong obviously didn't believe it.

"Grandpa, you can't underestimate me. You can always learn if you study hard. But it doesn't work. Not to mention tiring grandma, even if grandma burns for a whole day, the amount can't go up. Besides, this In the summer, things are not put away, and there is not so much time for us to prepare." At this point, Zhong Qingran's face was tense, as if there was an unsolvable problem.

"You, don't think so much. It's not urgent. Let your grandma support it. I don't know if anyone will buy it."

"That's true, Grandpa, go, go home."

When Zhong Qingran arrived home, he was just in time for lunch, and the atmosphere in the house seemed strange, unusually quiet, as if suddenly the Zhong family began to talk about the rules of not speaking, which made him feel puzzled.

Mrs. Tong explained the matter in a few words. It turned out that Mr. Zhong bought an acre of sloping land for Zhong Qingran, and the news of the two acres of flooded fields seemed to grow wings. After a night of fermentation, almost everyone in Hewan Village knew about it.Later, the Zhong family heard about it, and each house was dissatisfied, and they could not confront the elders, so they could only remain silent in protest.

Mr. Zhong looked around and saw that all of Zhong's family members looked away, and then he said earnestly: "I know what you think in your heart. I used to favor Qingran, and you don't think about it. If there was no him back then, you would How many people are lucky enough to live to this day? This time, I didn't treat him badly. I really have to follow the family rules, so I'm glad I can get twice as much. Don't forget, the money I earned this time is huge It’s all thanks to him, without him, there would be no money.”

After Mr. Zhong said such a long sentence, he saw that the faces of his sons and daughters-in-law did not change much, and he felt blocked. That's all, since that's the case, he will follow his own heart in the future, and don't just want to earn some money for his third grandson. He was wronged because of popularity.It's because people have small thoughts, and if they are satisfied with one thing, they can't be satisfied with that one.If the third grandson is like before, it’s fine. Seeing that he has opened his eyes this time, the future will not be small. He can’t use the interests of the third grandson to fill other people for the sake of the so-called leveling of the bowl of water. It's delicious and delicious, and raising three grandchildren is also criticized.

"Since you know that Qingran bought a field, you must also know that the family has bought a new property. With these two acres of land, next year's income should be higher, and you can also sell red crayfish and small snails. Life will only get better and better. Don't just stare at Qingran's little things." Mr. Zhong, as the head of the family, has no scruples about speaking, "I went to Hongtai Restaurant today, and the verbal agreement to deliver the goods there is a failure. Sell ​​it yourself."

Hearing that such an easy money-making opportunity was lost, the originally relaxed atmosphere fell back again.Restaurants can make money, but they may not.Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible for an individual to open a shop and make a profit?

The meal ended in a weird atmosphere, which made Zhong Qingran both amused and helpless.This is all caused by the word money, but it is not only about money, but also has something to do with their respective temperaments.

The Zhong family seems to be harmonious, but in fact there are hidden factors of instability. One is Zhong Zhengxin, who is studying, and the other is Zhong Qingran, who receives preferential treatment everywhere.Zhong Zhengxin was far away, and it was difficult to express any dissatisfaction. Zhong Qingran, who dangled in front of everyone all day, became the biggest explosive point.Fortunately, this is the Great Zhou Dynasty, as long as the parents and elders did not do anything to anger people, if the descendants dare to have an opinion, it is disobedience, and there is nowhere to seek reason for it.

Although the authority of parents is unmatched, there are also people who ignore it.People will grow old, and once they are old enough to need someone to take care of them, it will be hard to talk about it. What's more, people who are already soft-tempered are more likely to be controlled by their children and grandchildren.The fact is also the same. In villages with a slightly larger population, there are always a few old people who are eaten to death by their sons and daughters-in-law.

As the saying goes, poor people must have something to hate, Zhong Qingran also thinks so.Under the great environment of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which was so conducive to parents, it is considered a skill to be able to live life so humiliatingly, and ordinary people really can't do it.

When farmers have good things, they usually give some to their close ones. Because the small snails and red crayfish are fresh dishes, the Zhong family didn’t give them away before. Now that the event is finalized, it is necessary to pick up these human relationships again. .

It's not the busy season of farming, and the Zhong family will go to the edge of the stream and field to grab some when they are free. There is no shortage of these ingredients at home, but because the business of Hongtai Restaurant has collapsed, there seems to be a little too much.

From mid-afternoon, Tong urged his daughter-in-law to start processing small snails and red lobsters, while she nestled in the stove and fried them one after another.Some of the spicy and spicy flavors were stir-fried, and Zhong Qing was in charge of lighting the fire. This is the fire-burning girl selected by Tong Shi after careful consideration.This girl has a good relationship with her third grandson, she has a strict mouth, and the most important thing is that she is young and has little knowledge. It is not so difficult to identify the use of ginger from the strong smell of vegetables in the kitchen.The third grandson talked about the importance of secrecy, and with her beating, the possibility of accidents was almost negligible.

Mrs. Tong turned the shovel neatly and lightly, put the first ones into bowls one by one, and sent more than two copies to the home of the second and third younger brothers who had a quarrel with her family over the ownership of the ancestral house, and the others were relatively small. Some are given to neighbors in the neighborhood.

Whenever she thinks of this, Tong Shi feels very upset, but there is nothing she can do about it, after all, he is the old man's brother, so this relationship cannot be broken.But it's only superficial as it is now, and there are not many contacts in normal times.As before, we cooperate to go fishing in the river, not necessarily a few times a year.In fact, her family is not bad, if it is another family, the brothers and sisters are making trouble like this, why don't they stay away from each other forever?

Seeing that things were ready, Mrs. Tong yelled in the yard, and her older grandchildren brought the baskets to deliver the food.

Few people are willing to enter the stove in summer, not to mention the smoke and fire, but the temperature is higher than the outside, which can drive people away, especially for those who often burn the stove, it is not easy to get prickly heat.

Standing at the door of the stove, Zhong Qingran was blown away by the oncoming heat wave.He spotted the interval between burning the next pot, and called the two out of the stove: "Grandma, Fourth Sister, come out for a rest, the iced mung bean soup is ready."

Mrs. Tong drank the mung bean soup scooped up by her third grandson, her weather-stained face was pale, and she glanced at the upper room from time to time, the meaning was self-evident.

Zhong Qing is not very old, but she has been sensible for a long time. She dare not make trouble in front of Tong Shi, but with the presence of the third brother, she is much more courageous, and she dares to take anything her brother gives.At this time, the little girl was sitting on the shady veranda, holding a large bowl of iced mung bean soup, drinking it happily, and she didn't even complain about burning the stove for a long time on a hot day.

Tong's was not too bad, and he took a sip.She was very beautiful in her heart, and she couldn't help but laugh when she thought of the successful plan before.Mrs. Tong is used to careful planning, and is very particular about when to deliver fresh food like this.If she gave it away from the beginning, this time her family is going to do business, so why don't they have to give it away again?That would be a big loss.Tong expressed his satisfaction at being able to save a gift.Forget about the ingredients, they are available for free, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are not cheap, which family is so willing to cut ingredients like her?

No matter what, the work that should be done cannot escape.Tong Shi and Zhong Qing rested for a while, and then went back into the stove.

Zhong Qingran had nothing to do, thinking that the waterlogged fields had to be dealt with as soon as possible.Hongtai Restaurant has no way to go. Before other restaurants don’t know the secret recipe, there is no demand for red crayfish. Once they successfully breed red crayfish, they can only rely on their own food to sell.He likes to eat, but he is not interested in cooking by himself, and he doesn't care about it right now. His idea is very simple, he just learns to cook a dish of red crayfish.

Thinking of this, Zhong Qingran plunged into the kitchen.

There are many Zhong family members, and there are three stoves, one big stove and two small stoves.The large stove is used for staple food, while the small stove is used for cooking.It is said that it is a small stove, which is also for farmers. Compared with the modern gas stove wok, it is more than a star and a half.

Mrs. Tong made a large pot at a time, but because the heat was hard to control, she only used a small stove. When she heard that her third grandson wanted to learn how to cook red crayfish from her, she was so surprised that she even forgot to turn the shovel.