After becoming a top-notch peasant woman, she continues to be a top-notch

In the evening, there was a plate of pig skin, a plate of braised pig feet, and a plate of braised large intestine with stir-fried peppers. After that, Zhen Yue made some braised vegetarian dishes and braised eggs. In the evening, she made a soup, stir-fried some vegetables, and steamed a big pot of rice.

The family ate very quickly and no one spoke, for fear that they would finish eating while they were talking.

Little Achu pointed at the braised dishes and wanted to eat some, but Zhen Yue only fed him egg custard and didn't allow him to eat the rest. He could put a little bit of the braised sauce into the egg custard, but only a little bit.

Zhen Yue was trying to comfort little Achu who was clamoring to eat the braised food, while Qiao Chao at the side immediately put a braised egg and a braised pork trotter into her bowl.

Qiao Chao finished eating quickly and took the bowl from Zhen Yue, "I'll feed you, you eat first."

"Ah."

Zhen Yue started to eat. Everyone else loved the marinade so much that they poured it directly into the rice and could finish a large bowl of it.

After eating and drinking, they collapsed on the chairs and touched their stomachs. Seeing this, Xiao Achu also began to touch his own stomach, and then pointed at Qiao Er's stomach, "Stomach, big. Hehe."

Qiao Er laughed immediately, "I, your second uncle, eat a lot, so my belly is big. The dishes tonight are really delicious." The eldest sister-in-law always has new cooking methods, and every time people eat so much that they are full but still want to eat more.

Qiao Chao: "Eat quickly, or you'll have a big belly after eating."

Little Achu opened his mouth wide and swallowed the egg custard in one big mouthful.

Qian: "This braised dish is really delicious. This braised egg is also very good. I didn't expect that this large intestine fried with pickled vegetables is delicious. Braised large intestine is even more delicious. Sister-in-law, can you make it again next time?"

Zhen Yue: "There is still marinade, next time you can just put other vegetables in and cook them."

Qian: "Then I'll cook another meal tomorrow."

Qiao Er: "Make more vegetarian dishes, especially the potatoes. The braised eggs are also delicious."

Qian: "There are only a few potatoes. The rest are for seed at home so that we can plant more potatoes next year. Don't eat too many."

"Okay then." Qiao Er felt a little sorry.

Zhen Yue: "Have you finished eating the kelp from before?"

Qiao Chen: "I finished eating a long time ago."

Zhen Yue: "Third brother, next time you go to the Zhong family, ask their relatives if they have any kelp or other seafood. We can buy them. Braised kelp is also very delicious. By the way, if you see lotus root at the market, you can buy it. Braised lotus root is also good."

"Didn't I pick some black fungus and dry it earlier? I can soak it in water, boil it, and put it in the stew."

Qiao San: "I'll ask next time."

Qian: "I will braise some meat tomorrow. Sister-in-law's meat is also okay? Today's pig's feet and pig's head are also very good."

Zhen Yue: "Sure, braised meat is also delicious, make some fat and lean ones."

"Hey."

After eating and resting for a while, everyone started to process the remaining meat of the day. Some was used to make sausages and bacon, and some was to be saved for later consumption and needed to be rubbed with salt. Fortunately, the weather was cold now.

After making braised dishes for several days in a row, all the marinade was used up, and then everyone reluctantly started eating normal stir-fried dishes.

Qian: "I feel like this stewed food can be sold."

Zhen Yue: "The spices are too expensive. It's not worth it. An egg costs two cents. How much do you sell braised eggs for? If you sell them at a high price, I don't know if anyone will buy them. How many eggs do you have to sell to recoup the money spent on the spices?" This does not include other labor and firewood costs.

Qian was disappointed: "...It seems so. This spice is indeed expensive."

Zhen Yue: "It's OK if you have some at home. In fact, we can also grow some ourselves, such as star anise."

Qiao Dashan was quite clear about what to plant, "It seems that no one here has ever planted this thing."

Spices are indeed expensive, but they are not that easy to grow.

"Try it first, just behind the house. If it doesn't work, don't plant it." Zhen Yue suggested. She also knew that due to the geographical location, not everything could be planted. Of course, even if it could be planted, the variety might not be good.

"Alright."

The days passed by in such a dull manner. Later, some people ordered pigs from Haozi Mountain, mainly from the Song family, the Zhou family, the Huang family and other families in the county town to whom the Qiao family had previously sent vegetables.

In addition, he introduced someone to the butcher, "It's his family. The pigs he raises are better than mine. Do you want some?"

The person he introduced was a pork seller. When he saw the Qiao family's pigs, he immediately ordered two and said, "If the pigs you raise are good in the future, I will order them in the future."

Needless to say, the Qiao family, Hu Da and Hu Er were also very happy. This showed that the pigs they raised were very good. Moreover, they even got rewards for the money they earned from raising pigs. For a while, the two of them worked even harder.

The rabbit gave birth to two more litters, and now there are more than twenty rabbits, some of which were bought and some of which were caught by Qiao Chao.

Not to mention the chickens and ducks, some of them have started laying eggs. Hu Da and Hu Er can now pick up one or two eggs every day.

The Qiao family had more eggs, and they were afraid that they would go bad if they couldn't finish them, so they pickled some of them with salt to make salted duck eggs and salted chicken eggs.

Laba Festival soon arrived. At this time, suddenly a son of a family in the village came back with a letter, and everyone was excited.

Finally someone sent a letter back, and when they heard that some money had also been sent back, the family burst into tears. They were crying with joy, because at least they knew that the person was fine.

When Madam Zheng heard the news, she was a little absent-minded because there had been no news from her husband Zheng Dafu.

Qian: "Madam Zheng, your Dafu's letter may be in the back. Isn't it only one family that has sent a letter back? Maybe there are others in the back?"

Madam Zheng: “Maybe.”

In recent days, many women have been going to the village entrance to see if there have been any letters from their families, but there has been no news for several days.

The Qiao family is very busy now, because Qiao San is getting married in less than a month, and the Qiao family has to prepare a lot of things.

Before, Qiao Dashan had said that he wanted to make furniture, so after that, in addition to going to the vegetable garden, he often went to the mountain to look for wood. Most of the time, Qiao San went with him, after all, the furniture was for Qiao San and Zhong Manzhu.

Qiao Dashan made ordinary wardrobes, tables, and chairs, but the dressing table was not so good, so he just bought one.

The yard at home is full of wood materials. Qiao Chao and Qiao Er will also help out for fear that they will be too busy. Not to mention Qiao San, who, in addition to managing the things on Haozi Mountain, also has to help make furniture and prepare other things.

Now we have hired four people at Haozi Mountain to water and weed the crops, which costs us three hundred coins a month, which is another expense.

Zhen Yue looked at the side, looked at her and Qiao Chao's room, and finally asked for a desk and a chair, "Oh, by the way, let's get a bookshelf, but don't rush, wait until you are free. Let's get my third brother's first."

Now she and Qiao Chao use a square table in the room to write and draw. The corners of the table are a bit uneven. Qiao Chao had ruined his paintings because of this before, so he put something under the corner of the table.

Qiao Dashan: “Okay.”