Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 12089

Having gained experience from her previous time at the school, Xiu Hong now felt more relaxed and started hawking her wares.

Before long, people who wanted to buy vegetables came to the stall to inquire.

Usually, if one or two out of ten people inquire, it's considered a success.

There are many people coming and going in the morning at Washikou, so it doesn't matter even if their stalls are a bit out of the way.

Soon, Xiu Hong reopened...

By the time the sun was high in the sky, the nearly 13 jin (approximately 6.5 catties) of glutinous rice cooked in the wooden bucket they had brought had all been sold out.

There was still a little more sugar left, and only two or three fried dough sticks left, but the homemade stir-fried dishes we brought were all sold out.

"Have you calculated it? How much profit will we make this round?" Yang Yongjin asked Xiu Hong with a smile.

Xiu Hong was preparing to pack up and go home when she heard this and said with a smile, "I was keeping count in my head while I was selling. I sold 42 rice balls, and I made 2 coins per rice ball. This time I made a net profit of 84 coins!"

"Wow, that's great!" Yang Yongjin was shocked when he heard the amount, but after the shock came surprise.

“If we can earn this much every day, we can make more than two taels of silver a month!” Xiu Hong said excitedly, whispering in Yang Yongjin’s ear.

This time, however, Yang Yongjin simply smiled and did not agree with her idea.

“There will definitely be some unexpected situations in a month that prevent us from selling our full stock. Even if we do sell our full stock, we may not be able to sell that much,” he analyzed honestly. He didn’t want to discourage his daughter and son-in-law, but he also didn’t want to fuel their overconfidence.

Otherwise, if the reality falls too far short of their plans, it will discourage the young couple and make them lose motivation to do anything.

This is not a good thing.

"If we can earn nearly two taels of silver a month, even considering the occasional absences and slow business, that would be a great success!" Yang Yongjin added.

"Once you're more comfortable with this, you can add other things to sell as well. If you can guarantee a net income of 2 taels of silver per month, that's more than 20 taels a year, which is definitely much better than farming at home!"

I used to think that my daughter would sell these things and my son-in-law could find something else to do.

But today, it seems that it would be better for the son-in-law to accompany his daughter in doing business, so that they can look out for each other.

"Hong, shall we go home now?" Sixi asked Xiuhong after packing his things onto the cart.

Xiu Hong said, "Of course we go home, what else can we do?"

Si Xi glanced at Yang Yongjin and said, "Father-in-law hasn't had breakfast yet..."

Xiu Hong immediately understood and hurriedly said, "Dad, we made money today, we have to celebrate. Come on, let's find a food stall and we'll treat you to breakfast."

Yang Yongjin waved his hand, "No need, no need. There are still three fried dough sticks left. One for each of us three is just right, perfect."

“But these fried dough sticks are all cold, and they’ve given me a stomachache,” Xiu Hong said. “No, I have to treat Dad to some dumplings. He’s been busy all day.”

Yang Yongjin couldn't refuse, but he was reluctant to spend money on Xiu Hong, so he said, "Let's go to Tianxianglou and have your uncle treat us to breakfast."

Xiu Hong glanced at Sixi, who said, "You can make the decision. I'll listen to you."

Xiu Hong thought for a moment, then turned to Yang Yongjin again and said, "Dad, let's go next time. It would be better if I brought two glutinous rice balls for my two younger cousins ​​next time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Yongjin immediately understood what his daughter meant.

"Oh, my dear, you've thought of everything. Yes, yes, let's go again next time," he said.

"I know a street food stall that serves delicious fried noodles. Let's go eat fried noodles there!"

Xiu Hong hesitated for a moment.

Fried noodles were a staple food for her and her siblings back in her parents' home, from childhood to adulthood.

A bowl of plain fried noodles costs five or six coins these days, and with some shredded meat or something, it costs nine coins.

If you add beef or mutton, it will cost about 12 coins.

Whether it's vegetarian or meat-based, it's something that Xiu Hong and her siblings eat regularly. They can almost always have their father bring it back from town whenever they want, or their mother can take them to town or the county town to eat as much as they want.

Because their family was quite well-off, their father managed a restaurant.

But I bet Sixi hasn't eaten much of this before.
Xiu Hong decided to splurge today, so she readily agreed. The three of them pushed the empty wooden cart along the street and soon found a small, hole-in-the-wall restaurant that served breakfast, lunch, and dinner.

Three bowls of fried noodles with shredded pork, even after Xiu Hong bargained down the price a bit, still cost 30 coins in total.

Fortunately, I still had about 50 coins left in my pocket, so I didn't spend them all on the first day.

“Let’s just have this fried noodle dish for lunch, since it’s already this late anyway,” Xiu Hong said.

Si Xi nodded excitedly.

Yang Yongjin's occupational habit kicked in again; whenever he sat down in a restaurant, he would subconsciously look around.

From the restaurant's location on the street, and other external factors, we can then consider the interior furnishings and the cleanliness of the tables.

Whether the shopkeeper is friendly or not, whether the waiters are quick-witted or not, how fast the food is served, and whether it is within the customers' acceptable range.

When the three fragrant plates of stir-fried noodles with shredded pork and rapeseed were served, Xiu Hong and Sixi, who were starving, immediately picked up their chopsticks, ready to feast. Yang Yongjin, on the other hand, was observing the portion size and appearance of the stir-fried noodles.

After observing for a while, I picked up my chopsticks and carefully picked up a strand of fried noodles to examine its elasticity.

Take a small bite and savor the flavor of this stir-fried noodle on your tongue...

Yang Yongjin's refined eating manners only made Sixi's wolfing down of food stand out even more. In the end, Sixi became a little embarrassed and forcibly slowed down his eating speed, secretly glancing at Xiuhong.

Xiu Hong smiled and whispered to Sixi, "It's nothing, my father has been a shopkeeper for over twenty years, it's just an old problem."

"Let's eat our own food and ignore him." Not only that, Xiu Hong saw that in the blink of an eye, Si Xi had eaten most of the fried noodles in his bowl.

She figured he must really like this dish, so she shoveled several mouthfuls of fried noodles from her bowl into his.

"No, no, I'm full." Sixi quickly stopped her.

Xiu Hong smiled gently, "This isn't anything special. I can't even eat it myself. If you don't help me eat it, are you going to waste it?"

Huh? Sixi was stunned.

This is the first time he's ever eaten such delicious hand-pulled noodles in his life. He never dreamed that wheat flour could be prepared in this way. It smells so good when stir-fried with meat! "Hurry up and eat, we still have to get on our way home after we finish eating," Xiu Hong said again.

Si Xi nodded and buried her head in her food again.

Meanwhile, Yang Yongjin's occupational hazard had passed. He ate his fried noodles slowly and said to Xiu Hong in a low voice, "The fried noodles here aren't very authentic. They're not as good as the fried noodles chef at Tianxianglou in the county town. That chef is a master at making fried noodles and fried rice."

"Second daughter, once your rice ball business is stable, I'll act as a go-between, and you and Sixi can learn from that master."

"When we get back, we'll set up a tin stove next to the rice ball stall and get a big iron wok with two handles to fry rice and noodles!"

When Xiu Hong heard Yang Yongjin's idea, she could already picture the couple standing together, one making rice balls and the other making fried rice and noodles.

Xiu Hong's eyes sparkled. "Dad, once my rice ball business is up and running, I'll hold on for a few days while Sixi goes to the county town to learn."

“His husband has strong arms, so he can definitely flip the wok better than I can.”

"Once he's learned it, he can teach me!"

"Okay!" Yang Yongjin nodded. Don't put all your eggs in one basket. The same applies to doing business. You can't put all your eggs in one basket.

Even if the rice ball business is good, it's only enough to make ends meet, not much of a profit, let alone getting rich.

Moreover, family expenses will be even greater after having children, so you can't put all your eggs in one basket when doing business.

Look at Qing'er at her peak; she was involved in every industry. Herb gathering and transportation were her main businesses, restaurants were the mainstay, and she had done all sorts of other businesses. She made money from all directions, and when they all came together, they were like countless streams converging into a raging river and lake!
Finally, Yang Yongjin couldn't finish his bowl of fried noodles either, and poured almost half of it into Sixi's bowl.

Si Xi ate until he was stuffed, his stomach completely satisfied. He patted his belly and said to Xiu Hong, "Once I get the hang of things here, I'll immediately go to the county town to learn a trade. When I come back, we'll set up the stall."

Yang Yongjin said, "As long as you are willing to work hard, I know many people who have experience in this field and can teach you a lot."

Si Xi and Xiu Hong both nodded in unison and said, "Father, we can endure hardship. We want to learn more and more crafts!"

Yang Yongjin was very pleased, but still told them, "It's good to have this idea; even in a famine, skilled craftsmen won't go hungry. However, there's also a saying: 'Don't bite off more than you can chew.'"

“I will have someone teach you everything, one by one. If you are going to learn, you must learn it well and master it. After all, there are a lot of people scrambling to do every job. If you want to gain a foothold, you have to do it better than others.”

"Even if we can't pull away too much, we can't be worse than our competitors. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Understood!"

"Alright, let's not rush back now. I'll take you to visit two people."

Xiu Hong paid for the fried noodles, but Yang Yongjin paid for the gifts when they visited people afterwards.

Xiu Hong and Sixi were eager to pay, but Yang Yongjin forcibly stopped them.

“You’re just getting started. There will be many places where you need money later, so don’t rush to compete with me for payments.”

Alright, Xiu Hong and Sixi wisely let go of each other's hands. The young couple exchanged glances silently, both remembering Yang Yongjin's sacrifices for them.

Yang Yongjin, carrying gifts, led the two men to visit two different people.

The man leading the group was a minor leader in charge of street patrols on behalf of the town's government, and another man with a scarred face who held no official position but was a local tyrant.

The merchants who run businesses on this street all have to deal with the two of them and the forces behind them.

Yang Yongjin started his career at Tianxianglou Restaurant in Qingshui Town, and later went to the county seat, where he worked for twenty years.

Two years ago, he went back to the restaurant in town to pay his respects. He knew the ins and outs of this place like the back of his hand.

Even with the backing of the Luo and Yang families, and without paying any special respects, these people wouldn't dare to provoke the Luo family's business.

However, the Luo family is the Luo family. When it comes to the business of their daughter and son-in-law from the second branch of the family, they still have to give these people face, otherwise they might secretly instigate others to do something underhanded.

After some maneuvering, at least within the territory of Qingshui Town, both the legitimate and criminal worlds have tacitly approved of Xiu Hong and Sixi's mobile stalls and will not cause them any trouble.

Around noon, the three of them finally returned to Changping Village.

“You two are doing this business, getting up in the middle of the night to work, which is very exhausting.” As they parted at the entrance of Xiao Erfang’s courtyard, Yang Yongjin reminded them again: “Go back and get some sleep as soon as you get back, otherwise your bodies won’t be able to keep up and you won’t be able to set up your stall.”

"Father, don't always worry about us. Aren't you the same? Your eyes are bloodshot!" Xiu Hong looked at Yang Yongjin's eyes and felt a pang of sadness.

Yang Yongjin smiled nonchalantly, "I'm fine. I'll take a nap later. Anyway, there's nothing going on at home."

"You all go back and catch up on your sleep. I'll have Xiao Sanzi call you when the sun sets. Don't cook dinner tonight, just come and eat."

"Father, that won't do..."

"Hey, what's wrong with that? Your mom already told me this morning that you guys have to come, it's a deal!"

And so, Yang Yongjin turned and went into the courtyard.

Xiu Hong and Sixi continued pushing the empty cart towards the village, the young couple filled with mixed emotions.

Xiu Hong was deeply moved by her parents' love and support. Children who are loved by their parents are so lucky; they've fallen into a honey pot.

In business, my father provided full support.

Back in the village, my mother prepared dinner for me. I felt so happy and fortunate to be their daughter!
Yes, I need to work hard to make money so that I can take care of my parents.

Si Xi, walking beside her, had mixed feelings. On one hand, he was touched by the strong support from his father-in-law's family.

On the other hand, the comparison between the two sides made him realize even more that his own parents' treatment of their children was incomparable to that of his father-in-law's family.

Why is there such a big difference between parents who are the same?

Sometimes it's not about who has more money, but about the sentiment. As long as that sentiment is there, how can children not feel it?

Sigh, my own parents are neither rich nor kind-hearted. It's truly a tragedy to be born into such a family.

But that's okay. People can't choose their birth, but they can choose the path they want to take.

If you can't rely on your parents, then rely on your own two hands. Especially with the help of your in-laws now, you should seize this opportunity and make something of yourself!
When the young couple passed by the pond, they encountered a woman washing clothes and a man carrying water. Everyone had heard that the two of them were now going back and forth to town to do small business, and they couldn't help but ask them questions out of curiosity.

"How are sales? Are people eating the rice balls?"

"How much is one? Is one enough to fill you up?"

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