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Soon, the two had filled a large woven bag.

Qiaoqiao mainly picks radishes, cucumbers, carrots, cabbages, peppers, garlic, and ginger.

Xiaoqi wants all kinds of dishes.

Qiaoqiao's dishes were very heavy; luckily she had a bicycle, otherwise she wouldn't know how to get home.

Xiaoqi is carrying a large bag of vegetables and has to walk more than ten miles to get back to school tomorrow morning.

Qiaoqiao repeatedly told her to be careful, but Xiaoqi waved her hand and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it. You should go back now."

Along the way, Qiaoqiao thought a lot. She wanted to make all these vegetables into pickles and give some to Master Chen, some to Gao Xiaoqi, some to Yao Xing, and some to Gu Tong'an.

Qiaoqiao thought of Fenglin. She was having a hard time in the provincial capital. If she could also pick vegetables, would she be able to eat better?

Qiaoqiao's family had plenty of food coupons and grew their own vegetables, but the yard was too small, only enough for their own consumption, and they had no extra to give to others.

I remember when we were in the military compound, there was so much kimchi. Han Dan made a lot of kimchi and dried vegetables.

Han Dan, we haven't heard from her in a long time. What's her relationship with Lin Jie like?

After thinking it over and over, Qiaoqiao came to a conclusion: people with the "Dan" radical in their birth charts were incompatible with hers.

It was getting dark, and Qiaoqiao still hadn't come home. Her family was already frantic with worry.

Zhou Wenhui, in particular, was restless, and unpleasant images automatically appeared in his mind.

She got hit by a car? No way, Qiaoqiao is very careful when riding her bike.

You got into a fight with your classmates again? No way, if you fight, there will be bloodshed, and the school will definitely call your parents.

Your bicycle broke down, so you're pushing it home? Even if you do push it home, you should be home by now, right?

No, no, we have to go find them. Zhou Wenhui was really anxious and wanted to call Gu Quan to drive over and find them.

Just as he was about to make a call, Qiaoqiao knocked on the door from outside: "Sister Hu, open the door, open the door!"

Zhou Wenhui hurriedly went to open the door, about to lose his temper, but when he saw Qiaoqiao standing outside the door, looking disheveled and pushing a cart full of unknown things, his anger immediately subsided.

"Where have you been? Staying out so late, it's terrifying!"

Zhou Wenhui went to help push the cart. My God, what did they pick up? It was so heavy!

"Wenhui, I've discovered a new world today! Do you know what's in the woven bag? Vegetables, all vegetables!" Qiaoqiao said excitedly.

"Where did you get the vegetables?"

"My classmate took me to a vegetable farm to pick up some vegetables. They were all unwanted, but they were really good, just a few were bruised. He helped me unload them."

Zhou Zhonghai, Luo Meiyun, and Hu Xiaomei all stood at the door looking at Qiaoqiao's woven bag.

Qiaoqiao poured out all the vegetables and said, "Look, these are the vegetables I picked up after school, and they were all free."

Zhou Zhonghai looked at Luo Meiyun in surprise: "Is your family struggling that much?"

"Sister Hu, do we not have enough food tickets?"

"That's enough, but the vegetables Qiaoqiao picked are all very good, and they're free. I would have picked them too."

Qiaoqiao wiped her sweat and said, "Outsiders aren't allowed to pick them up. Xiaoqi took me in. Sister Hu, after washing them clean, can we make kimchi?"

"Okay, that's great, Qiaoqiao. I'll pack everything up tonight, let it dry, and then we can put it in the jar. It'll be ready to eat in three days." Hu Xiaomei smiled even more happily than Qiaoqiao.

"What a thrifty and hardworking girl. Qiaoqiao's kimchi is really delicious, even Fu Sanjun likes it," Zhou Zhonghai praised.

"Dad, do you know? Xiaoqi went to university by collecting and selling vegetables."

"Collecting vegetables to sell for money? Can individuals sell vegetables?" Luo Meiyun asked.

"No, she's going door-to-door selling; people won't know. Dad, once the Huailin Trade Market is up and running, won't everyone be able to start a small business?"

"Yes, sole proprietorships will be legalized soon."

"Dad, I'm going to tell Xiaoqi to rent a spot at the market to sell vegetables. She'll definitely make money."

"Your classmate is indeed smart and bold. Once the trade market opens, have her come to your father, and I'll give her a discounted price."

Zhou Zhonghai admires this kind of self-reliant child.

"Then I'll thank Dad on behalf of Xiaoqi."

"Qiaoqiao, hurry up and wash your face and eat. Once you start talking about work, you two just can't stop. The house is practically a conference room," Luo Meiyun urged.

At the dinner table, Qiaoqiao was still very excited: "The vegetable farm has piles and piles of vegetables, all the kinds of vegetables we see in the vegetable store. Even those selected greens, many of them are just bruised, so the vegetable store doesn't want them and has to throw them away."

"Qiaoqiao, actually, we have enough food at home."

Luo Meiyun subtly reminded him that it wouldn't sound good for the daughter-in-law of a vice governor to be picking vegetables.

"Mom, it's not enough to eat. We have a monthly ration, and the vegetable garden is small, so we haven't made any pickles this year. But now it's great! I can make several jars. Don't you like pickles?"

Qiaoqiao didn't understand the hidden meaning; instead, she was excited because she could make a lot of kimchi.

"Yes, Sister Luo, the vegetables Qiaoqiao picked are just as good as those in the vegetable store, and they're free. If outsiders can go in, I'll have to let my girlfriends go pick some too."

Hu Xiaomei was even more excited than Qiaoqiao, so Luo Meiyun didn't know what to say.

Frugality is a good thing, but since they are an official's family, they need to be mindful of the impact.

Qiaoqiao didn't think too much about it. After finishing her meal, she and Hu Xiaomei went to prepare the dishes.

Wash it clean, trim off any bad parts, let it air dry, then cut it into small strips. Marinate it with salt for a while to remove excess water, then wash it clean again. Finally, it's time to season it.

Add salt, sugar, vinegar, soy sauce, and leftover brine from home. Pour all the vegetables into a large bowl, and it will be ready to eat in three days.

Zhou Wenhui sat at the door, watching Qiaoqiao and Hu Xiaomei guarding a pile of vegetables, radiating happiness.

What does Qiaoqiao love?

History? She didn't love history; she only majored in history because of circumstances.

She didn't even love reading; she forced herself to take the college entrance exam.

Qiaoqiao's happiest moments are when she's planting and cooking vegetables.

She's very happy now; having a pot of rotten vegetables feels like having the whole world.

Since she likes vegetables so much, and the Huailin City Trade Market will need management personnel after it opens, why not let Qiaoqiao work as a market manager?

Market management is a science, far more complex than simply selling and buying vegetables. She needs to be exposed to management knowledge first.

I'll go to Xinhua Bookstore tomorrow and buy her a few books.

Qiaoqiao didn't even know what she liked, but Zhou Wenhui quietly planned out her future path for her.

After all the dishes were cleaned up, Qiaoqiao saw Zhou Wenhui sitting at the door with a frown, which touched her and made her suddenly remember something.

"Wenhui, why aren't you taking a shower yet?" Qiaoqiao asked somewhat shyly.

"No rush, I see you making kimchi." Zhou Wenhui smiled.

"Wenhui, have I... have I brought shame to the family? I... I won't go pick vegetables anymore." Qiaoqiao lowered her head in embarrassment.

"No, your kimchi is delicious, I'm looking forward to it."

Could it be that her mother's words hurt her?

"I...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gone to the vegetable farm and competed with Xiaoqi and the others for rotten vegetables. They have a hard time surviving, I just liked them."

Qiaoqiao realized she had misbehaved; in fact, her mother-in-law had reminded her at the dinner table.

"Qiaoqiao, would you like to be a history teacher?" Zhou Wenhui asked, changing the subject.

"Why are you suddenly asking this? What else can I do besides be a teacher?" Qiaoqiao pouted.

"You could also work as a mall manager."

"A shopping mall? What does that involve managing?"

"The city's commercial market is under construction, and it will need to attract a large number of individual vendors, which will definitely require managers. Would you like to work there?"

"Are there many vegetables at the market?"

"It's not just vegetables, it has all the daily necessities a family needs."

"Appliances? Clothes? Hair ties?"

Qiaoqiao's imagination is limited; she even included hair ties.

Zhou Wenhui chuckled: "Yes, yes, but managing the market is also very complicated, as you have to deal with all sorts of different people."

"That's still more interesting than being a history teacher, isn't it? I'd be willing to go; it's very challenging. When the time comes, I'll reserve the best shop for Xiaoqi's family, and we can even collect unwanted rotten vegetables to make kimchi."

Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up, but she was still thinking about picking vegetables.

"Okay, go take a shower first, you smell awful."

"yes!"