I have made a fortune by farming

Chapter 349 Opening

It shouldn't be made by the villagers, because recently...the atmosphere in the village is very good.

Families are afraid that their own bad morals will affect their children, so there are fewer quarrels on weekdays. If it is in the past, when they have nothing to do, which mother-in-law would not scold each other a few words about their ancestors?

Therefore, absolutely not to plot Song Laoer specifically.

Besides, Song Laoer and his wife are actually very popular.

Song Jinshan is different from Song Manshan, he is simple and kind, and has great strength. If someone needs to build a house or work hard, he will never help out politely, and he will always be a favor for weddings and funerals. Before and after.

And looking around, there are at least thirty sets of He Hang outside.

What's the benefit of counting him?

Song Jinshan was confused, and Ruan's eyes were red.

"Never... I have paid enough money for my purchases recently, and I have never owed anyone a penny. My daughter-in-law doesn't usually go out, and if someone comes to ask her for help, she doesn't say anything serious. It is rare to refuse..." Song Jinshan felt a little aggrieved.

Ruan can also embroider, and learned it with the original owner.

Village women know some needlework, so people often ask Ruan about embroidery stitches and the like, and Ruan rarely keeps anything private.

"Father, I can't figure out why now. It's better not to think about it. The big guy must be hungry after coming all the way. I think it's better to eat?" Song Ying said.

Song Jinshan was taken aback for a moment, then nodded quickly: "That's the reason, we can't wait for everyone."

As he said that, he hurriedly said to the big guy: "Maybe there is some misunderstanding, please worry about it, the market will open on the first day today, and relatives and friends will take care of you in the future!"

The big guy nodded, Ruan glanced at the woman, sighed, took five plain steamed buns and handed them up: "Our family is not a good house, and we will never give away things for nothing in the future. If someone If you ask sister-in-law, please explain to sister-in-law, we have been tricked."

Song Ying didn't stop her either.

Her mother's shop is her own decision, and this man looks really pitiful, and said that there are two children in the family, her mother is probably afraid that this man's family will run out of food, so she took the opportunity to do a good deed.

The problem is not big.

The woman was naturally grateful for what she got, she nodded and bowed to Ruan Shi for a while, and then ran out quickly.

Ruan shook her head, and then tried to sell buns.

"Here are trays and bowls. You can choose what you want to eat. Today, there are vegetarian steamed stuffed buns, and there are pot stickers and fried steamed stuffed buns at the back," Song Jinshan said again.

"What are these two things?" The big guy couldn't help but ask.

"My girl figured it out. The pot stickers are similar to dumplings, but they are fried in oil. The fried buns are made of dough, and the top is full of oil. They are only made with meat fillings. The pot stickers cost a penny each, and they are small. The decocted buns are big, and the big guys will know when they are served in a while." Song Jinshan explained.

This thing is not difficult to learn, but they are the first company, and they should be able to sell well in the future.

The big guys waited eagerly, each waiting.

The pot was already cooking at the back, and after a while, Mrs. Ruan and Mrs. Guan brought the things over.

The big guy looked at it, good guy, it was oily, with some sesame seeds sprinkled on it, it looked very appetizing.

Although the price is a bit more expensive than ordinary steamed stuffed buns, it's worth it after all because it's rich in oil and water, and smarter people have figured it out. Song Laoer's shop is not just for people who work on the docks.

With this mouthful, even the businessmen in the past may come in to have a taste.

(End of this chapter)