Travel back to ancient times and open a Sichuan restaurant

"To be honest, we shouldn't have done that. We really should have gone to the Master's house during the New Year, otherwise the child wouldn't have suffered."

The sorrow on Li Zhidie's face deepened, and he felt very regretful for not going to the Master's house during the New Year.

I originally thought that after paying the tuition, I wouldn't have much money left, so I decided not to go, since I didn't go last year anyway.

Who would have thought that this year a student in the class organized other classmates to go to the teacher's house. Now, those who didn't go became the target of public criticism.

Li Guihua originally thought that he wanted to complain, but it turned out that Li Zhidie wanted to find the parents of the students who did not go to school during the New Year, and now he went again as an apology.

“That won’t do!”

She refused directly. "I didn't go to give gifts during the New Year, so what? Is that the reason why my child was beaten? Didn't my child pay the tuition? I paid several taels of silver in tuition every year, but my child was beaten just because I didn't go to give gifts during the New Year?"

Li Zhi's father was a little dumbfounded, "But, but all the other students have sent their children? If this can make the children feel better, then I think it is necessary..."

"So you gave it this year, what about next year? Children's education is not a matter of one or two years, why doesn't Master Zhou have so much trouble?"

"My husband and my second uncle and younger uncle also went to Yangliu Village to study. Although they didn't have the same teacher, they didn't give gifts. If you want to, why don't you just go and visit? Isn't this a voluntary thing?"

Li Zhi's father was a little embarrassed. After hearing Li Guihua's constant talk, he thought about it in the future. It would take more than one or two years for their own child to go to school. If they had to send their child to school every year and pay tuition, the family could not afford it at all.

He stammered and asked in a low voice, "What should I do? My child is not liked by the teacher in the private school. It doesn't matter whether I send him to school or not. What should I do?"

The two looked at each other. Although the words sounded nice and no gifts were given, the fact was that the child was being targeted by the teacher in the private school and was having a hard time.

After talking for a long time without coming to a good conclusion, Li Zhidie could only go back dejectedly.

Zhong Ruyi had just helped put the finished chili sauce into the jar when she saw her sister-in-law come in. She called out, "Sister-in-law, can you help me go to Qianniu Village? I've asked Sister Honghong to sell me all her chicken manure. I'm going to use it to fertilize the apple trees. You just need to go with Brother Dabao and bring it back."

Li Guihua nodded, explained the matter to several team leaders, and then went out.

There was nothing she needed help with in the workshop, so she turned and went to the hill where the apple trees were planted.

My cousin was working alone with a weeding tool, weeding everywhere.

Seeing her coming, he wiped the sweat from his head and said with a smile, "Ruyi, your brother Dabao has passed away and will be buried tomorrow."

Zhong Ruyi chatted with him for a few words, and then made an excuse that she wanted to go for a walk, and when no one was paying attention, she watered the surrounding apple trees with space water.

It can be seen that my uncle and cousin have put a lot of effort into it. Some early-maturing varieties have already sprouted on the branches.

She planted several fruit trees that mature at different times to ensure that she can pick the fruit all year round.

We cannot use space water for irrigation every day, but we still have to ensure that the fruit trees get enough nutrition to avoid the fruits being unsatisfactory and unsalable.

After watering as many fruit trees as possible with space water, Zhong Ruyi prepared to go back.

It happened that my aunt came up to deliver food. We talked for a few words and then she turned and went back.

On the way back, she thought that her uncle and cousin were always busy with their own farm work, and she couldn't let a few women take on all the farm work at home.

In this case, it is still necessary to recruit one or two more people, or one person per family, so that the two families can harvest separately and there will be a man at home to work.

Zhong Honghong's chicken farm raises so many chickens that the ground is covered with chicken manure. It would be a waste not to use such good agricultural fertilizer.

So when she thought that the fruit trees needed sufficient fertilizer, she went to Zhong Honghong to talk about it.

Anyway, the chicken manure is under her feet, and now it has some value and can be sold for money, so of course she is happy.

Li Guihua followed Zhong Dabao and saw two people already waiting at the entrance of Qianniu Village.

Zhong Honghong and her husband were pulling a cart filled with sacks of smelly chicken manure.

After the two parties met and settled the money, they chatted for a few words and then went their separate ways.

The next day, I asked my uncle and cousin to bury the chicken manure.

As a result, in the afternoon, my aunt came to say that my uncle had accidentally fallen while burying manure on the mountain and had already seen a doctor.

The fall was quite serious. He is over 50 years old and will not be able to do any big movements for several months. He has to recuperate at home.

Zhong Ruyi came to visit with gifts. After her aunt poured her a cup of tea, she said helplessly, "... This is what happened. He happened to trip over a sack that day. He was able to walk back after the fall, but his foot became swollen that night."

I think I didn't feel the pain at that time, so it only occurred at night.

In this case, there was really no other way. Zhong Ruyi stuffed two taels of silver into her aunt's pocket and asked her to buy some good food to nourish her uncle. In this day and age, there were no calcium tablets or health supplements, so middle-aged and elderly people still had to rely on food supplements.

After sending the people away, my cousin's aunt went into the house and told her husband about this. "Ruyi came and asked you to have a good rest and not think about the things on the mountain!"

Hearing this, my uncle sighed and said, "I'm old and my eyesight is blurry. I didn't even notice there was a sack on the ground, and I stepped on it. Now I can't move."

He could earn three taels of silver a month for helping to manage the mountain, but now it's all gone. He felt a little reluctant, but there was really nothing he could do.

*

The fruit trees on the mountain are temporarily looked after by my eldest brother and father. Zhong Dabao is in charge of burying the fertilizer, but it will not be possible after the harvest season, so we have to find someone to look after them here.

While she was looking for a new candidate, Aunt Tian came to her, looking a little uneasy.

"Boss, my Tian Er said that the day before yesterday he picked some vegetables to sell in town and met a wealthy businessman. As soon as the businessman arrived at his stall, he told him his name, how many people were in his family and where he lived."

"He said he had something to ask my second son, and hoped that he could help him. After the matter was completed, he would give him a sum of money, enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life."

Aunt Tian had a worried look on her face.

Zhong Ruyi's eyebrows jumped, thinking, could this be someone who is jealous of her making money and wants to cause trouble?

She asked tentatively, "Do you want the recipe for canned food in the workshop?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked for Tian Er. If he needed help with braised food or a restaurant, he should have looked for his second brother and Sun Tao instead of asking someone to investigate Tian Er.

Aunt Tian nodded vigorously, thinking that young people still have quick brains. They guessed it after she had only said a few words.

"That wealthy businessman told Tian Er to secretly ask me how pork jerky and pork floss are made. It would be best if he could also find out how the chili sauce is made."

When thinking of pork jerky and meat floss, Zhong Ruyi suddenly thought of what Mrs. Yu had said about the newly opened canning workshop in Wuzhou.

Could this be what Wuzhou did?