Girlfriend's Fortune

Chapter 161 Chapter 160 : Get busy

In the early morning of the next day, Song Qiu handed over the handling of peppers to Mr. Yuan and Mrs. Deng and Miao, while he took Zhang Lihua to continue collecting red peppers.

First went to Dazao Village yesterday, collected the confiscated ones, then went to Dayao Village, and then turned forward to Daji to buy rapeseed oil, soy sauce and wine.

The grain and oil shop in Daji didn't have much rapeseed oil, and it only cost about a hundred catties if I bought it all. Song Qiu thought that he would have to go to town tomorrow.

As soon as I walked down, the whole morning passed.

In the afternoon, the old Yuan family began to chop two hundred catties of peppers that had been dried.

Song Qiu took Zhang Lihua and continued to collect red peppers.

In the past two days, as soon as the word spread, the surrounding villages knew that the Song family was collecting red peppers, which cost a penny a catty.

Anyway, it's rotten if left alone, who wouldn't be happy if it could be sold for a penny a catty?
So without waiting for Song Qiu to go, many people started to pick their own peppers and waited.

So quickly, one afternoon, Song Qiu went to several villages, such as Yanghuai Village in Shitou Village, and collected a mule cart full of red peppers, and bought a lot of peas by the way.

There is nothing to pack in the back, and someone enthusiastically gave Song Qiuzhuang a lot of bamboo baskets from his house.

There were no more places to sit on the left and right, so Song Qiu returned with a full load, and Zhang Lihua and Zhang Lihua drove back to the village by car.

There are so many peppers, Song Qiu is going to stop for a while, and deal with all these first.

But there were so many, and there was not enough manpower, so Song Qiu went to Zhou's house at night and invited Minger, mother and daughter of Manju, to help.

When I went there, I happened to meet Chrysanthemum, who was so enthusiastic that I wanted to help.

Song Qiu thought that now every household in the village has men building inns for her by the Changhe River, and after thinking about it, they might as well have one in each family. There are so many people and the action is fast, and the bean paste can be made quickly and safely.

Otherwise, the chili is not put.

So I asked from door to door, twenty yuan a day, no lunch included, but I had to bring the kitchen knife and wooden basin from home, and they had to be cleaned and not stained with oil.

Anyway, most of the women in the village are fine. After this process, Song Qiu has recruited many people who are willing to help, and the wages are not paid.

But they all knew that Song Qiu was good at handling things, so she wouldn't ask them to help in vain.

In this way, there are 24 households in the village, and only the village head's family has no one to come, because the women in his family can't do embroidery work well.

For example, there are only three people in Meifu's family, and Meifu also came here. The chickens and ducks in the family are temporarily shown to Hongzao.

There is also Mrs. Zhang, who is not short of this money at all, and just came to join in the fun.

Everything in Songshan Village is like this, if you don't call it one, it's not good.

Song Qiu explained the matter clearly, everyone agreed, and Minger just took the clean kitchen knives and wooden basins at home.

Back home, Song Qiu took old Yuan Shi and Zhang Lihua to make two hundred catties of chili peppers that Lao Yuan Shi and the others chopped up today.

I didn't buy any large pottery jars. Fortunately, there were two free ones at home, and the smaller ones were borrowed from Zhang's house. Song Qiu washed them out and dried them in the sun during lunch.

Two hundred catties of crushed peppers were wrapped in moldy watercress, which also filled three pottery jars, and Song Qiu sealed them as before and put them away.

Then I fry all the soybeans bought today until they are soaked in paste shells, and I just wait for more people to help them peel them out at once.

After finishing all this, Song Qiu took Zhang Lihua to rest, and had to go to town early in the morning, so it was convenient for Lihua to sleep with her.

Before going to bed, Song Qiu thought that Lihua and her worked hard every day, everyone else had [-] cents, Lihua did more, and she became the core figure of Doubanjiang together, so she couldn't treat her badly, so she whispered to her.

"Ewha, at Grandma Deng's place, I'll still give you [-] Wen a day, but in private, I'll give you an extra [-] Wen a day, and I'll keep an account for you and save it for you when you get married next year." Yes, I will give it to you together."

Zhang Lihua was dozing off and couldn't open her eyes. When she heard this, she opened her eyes and looked over. It was so dark that she couldn't see anything clearly. It’s money, just to make this bean paste, and the money hasn’t started yet.”

She often follows Ah Qiu, how can she not know, these days, just preparing to make this bean paste has already cost a lot of money.

Not to mention anything else, as far as the chili and rapeseed oil she estimated, that's about twelve taels in the novel, and I have to buy rapeseed oil tomorrow, and I need a lot of it!
"It's not short of these ten essays." Song Qiu smiled, thinking of his own success.

Taking advantage of the red pepper is just right, this is where it is.

Doubanjiang is not bad when it is made, and even if her inn's daily business is not good, she can sell it if the Doubanjiang is used less.

Such a good thing, as long as you know the goods, you are not afraid that you will not be able to sell them.

And this is the only exclusive secret recipe, only this one, so it's up to her to set the price?
She will never make a loss-making business.

Zhang Lihua listened to Song Qiu's own success, so she didn't say anything. She was too sleepy, thinking in a daze that she had to work harder and help Ah Qiu to share more. She is not afraid of being tired, but don't be tired. After seeing Ah Qiu, look at her thin arms and legs.

Song Qiu was thinking about something, and soon fell asleep.

Before dawn, he got up on time, told old Yuan Shi, and then got into the mule cart and went to town with Zhang Lihua.

I have nothing else to do in town today, the main thing is to buy rapeseed oil, soy sauce, wine, and big pottery jars.

The pottery kiln is a little farther away. If you want to enter the town and then go south to the town, it's on the edge of the town over there.

Song Qiu has been there once, but this time he went straight to the pottery kiln on a familiar path.

When we arrived at the pottery kiln, the foreman still remembered her, and when he heard that she wanted the same big pottery vat as last time, he shook his head and said: "That kind of pottery is gone, it's because the kiln workers who practiced their hands made it useless, otherwise it wouldn't be so I’ll sell it to you cheaply, so a big bite, if it looks good, our pottery kilns are all sold for [-] yuan each.”

"If you want, there are still a few of this good-looking ones. The batch ordered by the liquor store in the town made more together. They took away the rest, and there are only a few left. Do you want it? "

Song Qiu listened, and then went to have a look with the foreman. The pottery jars of the same size were indeed better than the ones she bought last time, and they looked more durable. I thought about [-] yuan. One, grit your teeth and buy it too.

Otherwise, so many bean pastes are packed in smaller clay pots, which don't take up much space and are troublesome.

So he took out money and bought all the six big pottery vats.

It is estimated that these six can also be used for three thousand catties of peppers. She hasn't received so many peppers yet, so let's buy these first.

After the money was paid, the people from the pottery kiln helped to carry the pottery vat to the mule cart, and tied it so that it would not fall off. Now there was no place to sit, so Song Qiu and Zhang Lihua had to walk again.

But before returning to the town, Song Qiu realized something was wrong not long after leaving the pottery kiln, about a mile away.

She circled the mule cart twice, Zhang Lihua wondered, "Aqiu, what's wrong?"

Song Qiu shook his head, gestured to her to silence her, and finally locked his eyes on one of the pots.

(End of this chapter)