Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 117 The days are rushing forward (the second update is delivered!)

"Qing'er, I just remembered that tomorrow is the Cold Clothes Festival, are you really going to the market?"

Mrs. Sun returned to the kitchen with the washed dishes and chopsticks, and asked Yang Ruoqing.

In the area of ​​Changping Village, the Cold Clothes Festival is popular. Every year on the first day of October in the lunar calendar, incense paper and clothes are burned for the deceased ancestors to keep them warm from the cold.

"Mother, the cold clothes festival tomorrow will be lit before sunset. I will go to the market early in the morning, so I won't delay!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Mrs. Sun nodded, "Then who are you going with? Your fifth uncle has been working in the neighboring village these days, so you can't go alone!"

"Mother, it's okay. I don't have many things to sell in the town this trip. I mainly buy these tofu. I can go alone!"

Yang Ruoqing said.

She lied.

Going to the town tomorrow, besides selling tofu, she also has a big thing to sell!

However, I haven't got that big thing yet!

But tonight, I will definitely get it!

"Sister, I'll accompany you to the town market tomorrow!" Da'an offered.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Okay, the premise is that you can climb up, and you have to go when the sky is dark!"

"I can do it!" Da'an said.

Yang Ruoqing responded with a smile, then stood up from the stove door, and walked to the door where the tofu was pressed.

After sizing it up, Yang Ruoqing said, "It's almost done, it can be revealed!"

So the stones and earthen bricks were removed, the planks were removed, and the black mesh was uncovered...

The white, tender, and fresh tofu stands out in front of everyone's eyes, and there is still a hint of heat and bean fragrance...

When Yang Ruoqing picked up the kitchen knife, she didn't even need to use a ruler to measure it, she raised the knife and dropped it.

A large piece of tofu in front of her was cut into pieces of tofu the size of a palm under her knife.

"Ah, my sister is amazing, every piece of tofu is the same size!"

Da'an came over, his eyes widened in surprise.

He stretched out his hand and counted: "One piece, two pieces...eight pieces! Sister, there are eight pieces of tofu in total!"

"Counting the tofu nao we drank earlier, this catty of soybeans can make ten pieces of tofu, and the weight of each piece..."

Yang Ruoqing paused, and weighed one of them.

"Each piece should weigh half a catty, ten yuan is five catties, ah, one catty of soybeans can make five catties of tofu!"

Mrs. Sun and Old Suntou didn't understand very well, and were taken aback by Yang Ruoqing's words.

It was the first time for Mrs. Sun to see tofu, and there were so many of them. If a catty of soybeans were fried, they would only eat two meals at most.With so much tofu, you have to eat it for several days!

Da'an listened carefully to Yang Ruoqing's words, and counted with his fingers.

"Sister, I don't know how much a catty of soybeans is? How much can you sell tofu for? If the price difference between the two is good, we can make money by making tofu in the future!"

Yang Ruoqing snapped her fingers at Da'an: "Well done, as expected of my younger brother, this brain is really easy to use!"

She turned to ask Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun the price of soybeans.

Mrs. Sun didn't know about this. She was in Lao Yang's house all these years, and her world was the kitchen in the backyard, the pigsty, the cowshed, and the chicken coop, and at most it was the field vegetable garden and the pond at the entrance of the village.

It was the year when they got married, and they went to Qingshui Town with Yang Huazhong to wear new clothes, and they never went to the town again!

But the old grandson thought about it for a while, and said: "Last year I went to the market in Qingshui Town, and the soybeans were sold at the rice shop for three Wen a catty, and the rice shop sold them for five Wen a catty!"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, thought for a while and said, "What we need to make tofu is soybeans. Then we can go to the tile market to buy them for three Wen a catty, or we can harvest them in the village."

"Tofu, I thought about it for a while, and sold it according to the number of pieces, two yuan for one piece!"

"Soak two catties of soybeans and make a nest of tofu. A nest of tofu is ten catties, 20 yuan. It costs two yuan per yuan. Da'an, do the math. How much can we earn from this nest of tofu?"

Yang Ruoqing threw the arithmetic problem to Da'an.

Daan snapped his fingers there...

After a while, Da'an's eyes lit up, and he said loudly, "Two catties of soybeans are worth six renminbi, at most eight renminbi. A nest of tofu is 20 yuan, and each yuan is two renminbi, which is 32 renminbi. Calculated, our nest of tofu can at least Earn [-] papers!"

Mrs. Sun and Old Sun got excited, and just about to open their mouths, Yang Ruoqing raised her hand again to stop them.

She then asked Da'an: "Let's make a nest of tofu in two days, and if you do the math, how much can we earn in a month?"

"Based on the 480th day of the month, we can sell [-] nests of tofu, which is a net profit of [-] yuan!"

Da'an reported this number excitedly, and Mrs. Sun and Lao Suntou were too surprised to speak!

Sun said: "Qing'er, is it true? Mother, did you hear me right? If we can earn that much money in a month, we won't be afraid of going hungry!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled and shook her head: "Mother, your wish is too small, isn't it? You can be satisfied if you don't go hungry? I don't think so!"

"Then what does my Qing'er think?" Sun asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over to pick up the cut tofu into a wooden barrel, and said, "First, I want to make money to feed our family. Third, I want to save money so that Da'an can go to school after the New Year. Then , I still have to save money to build a house and live in a spacious and bright tile-roofed house!"

Raising pigs, raising cattle, raising chickens and ducks...

Buy fields, buy land, buy shops...

In short, there are too many rushes these days, but the road under the feet has to be stepped on step by step...

Hearing that Yang Ruoqing was going to send Da'an to school, Sun's face was moved.

After glancing at Da'an and then at Yang Ruoqing, Sun sobbed with excitement.

"Qing'er, Da'an's blessing is to have your sister!"

Da An also clenched his lips and stood there, this time he didn't say anything.

Little Zhengtai's small hands clenched into fists, his eyes were extremely bright in the dim kitchen!

"Mom, the tofu is picked up, and it will be ready to be raised in this well water. Let's all go back to the house and rest!" Yang Ruoqing greeted.

"Okay, it's time to rest!"

Yang Ruoqing also went back to her room, and as soon as she lay down on the bed, Mrs. Sun, who was tired all day, fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes without any sleepiness.

At this hour, it should still be in the first half of the night, not past twelve o'clock.

It is estimated that the people in the entire Changping Village have almost slept, right?

Well, it's time to do something.

Quietly turned over and sat up, put on the clothes again, deduced based on the experience of sleeping with Mrs. Sun for the past two nights.

Mrs. Sun lay down, afraid that she would not get up until the sky was bright.

Great, gave myself enough time to do that.

Quietly opened the door and went outside, Yang Ruoqing went to the stove and made a cake out of bean dregs.

Then dipped it in the remaining quail soup, and left the yard satisfied after being soaked in the aroma of quail meat.

In the night, her figure seemed to be mixed with the night, and she rushed towards Chen Tuhu's house...

(End of this chapter)