Dressed as a vicious stepmother, the whole family is full of wealth

Chapter 38, Shopkeeper Zhou is here

Such a large piece of jade, if sent to Yaoshan pawn shop or gold and jade jewelry shop, Xiao Qing thinks few would dare to accept it.

But the golden lock is different. It is only used by nobles. There are inscriptions on the back of the lock. A golden bump.

After the family finished speaking, they all went out to do their own work.

Xiao Qing finished peeling the chestnuts with Mrs. Qin in the morning, sorted the mushrooms, cleaned them up, and thought about going to grind dogwood noodles after lying down. No matter how the business of Laibin Restaurant is, chili noodles will definitely continue to be sold, and she still wants more Prepare some, she will be the only manufacturer of chili powder noodles in the future.

There was a lot of dried cornel fruit left over from last year, and she ground some of it the day before yesterday. She poured out three or four catties of the dried cornel fruit. After lying down for a while, she got up and took it to the entrance of the village to grind cornel flour.

It takes more than a catty to grind the cornel flour. She poured the stone mill into the dried cornel fruit and started grinding. After about two minutes, the grinding was almost enough. Taking advantage of the approaching noon, no one was around, she called out the Xiaochao system mall.

She saw that there were nearly 4 steps in the system panel, and she changed more than five catties of chili powder noodles, which took more than [-] steps, and the number of steps was reduced to [-] steps left. She quickly Exit the system, put the ground chili powder noodles and dogwood noodles together and stir.

At this time, she heard voices in the village, and saw Jiang Feng and his wife near the entrance of the village came out with four children carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, each walking towards her with bamboo baskets on their backs.

Xiao Qing saw that the dust was raised by walking, so she put away the chili powder noodles, quickly tied them up, covered them with a linen cloth and put them in the bamboo basket.

Seeing her from a distance, Mrs. Du laughed loudly and said, "Auntie, do you want to go to the mountain together?"

Xiao Qing knew that the road to the mountain from her door was relatively short, not steep, and went up the mountain quickly. They wanted to go to the mountain from their door.

"No, I still have work to do!"

Mrs. Du came to her while talking, saw the red residue on the stone mill, and knew what it was without guessing.

"Auntie, why don't you know how to live? You said you have such great strength, what are you doing grinding this dogwood? Your family sells dates and eats white flour, even lard and salt are willing to put them in the pot. Why do you still eat them like this?" What a waste!" Du Shi said without stopping.

Jiang Feng had just heard that Mrs. Du came home and said that the old Qiao's family in the village actually sold winter dates with white flour and salt, and the wild vegetables were also fried with lard. How could he not feel itchy.

"Auntie, since you know that winter dates can be sold for money, why do you still pick these worthless things? Why don't you let Er Jing follow me to the mountain to pick dates?" Jiang Feng said straightforwardly.

Xiao Qing put the bamboo basket on his back, and said with a smile: "The Second Classic is making a bed, I'm afraid there will be no time to go, you go!"

The husband and wife were talking, but none of them stopped, and they walked away while talking.

Du turned around and waved: "Auntie, let's go first!"

Xiao Qing smiled and waved, seeing their anxious footsteps, fearing that they would be too late, she watched them off to the mountain, and then went home by herself.

She went home with bamboo baskets on her back, and when she entered the house, Qiao Er had already replaced the rattan canopy bed.

Seeing that the big bed leaning against the door was flat and firm, Xiao Qing couldn't help but want to lie on it.

"Mother, you lie here first, and tomorrow I will go to the woods behind to find some reeds and weave a straw mat for you. It will be more comfortable to lie on." Qiao Erjing said.

Xiao Qing felt his rough bed, it was really good, although it was made of wood, it was more comfortable than a rattan canopy bed, and it was quite comfortable to lay a layer of wheat straw first.

"Thank you Er Jing. I didn't expect you to be so good at craftsmanship. When winter comes, we will build a big house and fill the house with a kang. This bed will be used as a couch."

Build a big house?
Qiao Erjing smiled: "Mother, you should sleep here first, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future when building a house."

Building a big house in winter?What is your mother thinking?Although those gold lumps and white jade biscuits are valuable, but with their family's current ability, it is not bad that they can eat enough to get through this cold winter with that money. Don't even think about building a house for at least ten years.

During the severe drought, it cost at least five or sixty taels of silver to build a house big enough for their family, not to mention buying furniture and burning a kang.

Xiao Qing smiled when he saw the Second Classic, knowing that he thought he was dreaming, and there were still a few months before winter, so he was not in a hurry.

Qiao Er has changed the rattan frame bed to the house and re-trimmed it so that the rattan frame does not hold people so much.

Outside, Xiao Qing spread a layer of straw on the wooden plank bed, and then lay on it comfortably. It was indeed much more comfortable than the rattan canopy bed.

The people in the room saw that the mother was lying down and going to bed, and Qiao Erjing took the family out to get busy.

Xiao Qing fell asleep this time, and was woken up by the neighing of a horse until noon.

Over the past few days, only this sleep is sleep, other sleep is lying down, not sleeping!
Just when Xiao Qing was in a daze, a thick middle-aged man's voice came from outside.

"Excuse me, does Xiao Qing's family live here?"

Qiao Er was making a second bed in the courtyard. When he saw a man wearing a brocade cap and brocade clothes, he looked like a rich man in the county town. He didn't know what he wanted to do with his mother. The gate of the courtyard.

"My mother's name is Xiao Qing, who are you?"

When the middle-aged man heard that this was Xiao Qing's home, and heard the man say his mother's name was Xiao Qing, he remembered that although the woman was fat, she didn't look like someone with such an older son at her age.

He gestured to Xiao Qing's figure with his hands, and asked again with certainty: "My fellow, is your mother fat and about this tall?"

Qiao Erjing saw that the person who came here was gentle and polite, his manner was polite, and the appearance he described was very similar, and there was only one woman in Yaoshan Village named Xiao: "Yes, you are looking for my mother..."

"Second Classic, this is shopkeeper Zhou of Laibin Restaurant, let him come in and talk!" Xiao Qing came out of the room.

She roughly calculated that if the chili powder noodles sold well, shopkeeper Zhou would come to her around this time.

Seeing Xiao Qing, Zhou Chuan walked in with a smile. He cupped his fists and thanked her: "Sister Xiao!"

Xiao Qing hurriedly supported him to thank him, she couldn't bear it, how could she give such a big thank you once she entered the yard.

"Shopkeeper Zhou can't do it, can't do it, how can my little lady be worshiped by your big shopkeeper, can't do it!" Xiao Qing helped him up, and asked him to sit on the small stool.

The two sat at the edge of the table, and Zhou Chuan sat opposite Xiao Qing, feeling quite excited.

After the tasting banquet last night, no one cared about it at the beginning, and then the food was robbed. There were people waiting in line at the door of the restaurant in the morning. They have been in Yaoshan County for two years, and there have never been so many people at the door of the restaurant. People were waiting, not to mention not so many diners. He saw that such a long line had to be lined up to the gate of the city.

He made a rough calculation last night that the remaining cornel noodles were only enough for [-] tables, and he still couldn’t put more, because it had a little taste, so when the door opened this morning, he took the [-] tables first, and the rest of the people in line, We can only wait for them to come again at night.

(End of this chapter)