A small breakfast shop in the street market, supporting the family and making money

Mr. Leng lost his wife in middle age and his eldest son's life and death is still unknown. No one knows how he got through it, and there is no one he can talk to.

Leng Yan couldn't remember where she had heard this sentence: When parents are still alive, there is a way forward; when parents are gone, there is only a way back.

Grandpa was standing alone on the road home, having lost his wife and his eldest son. How sad he must have been.

"Leave your grandpa alone for a while, let's go over there."

Zhang Cui Niang sighed and stroked her daughter's hair, "It's better to talk to your grandmother. It will save you from feeling uncomfortable and getting sick from holding it in."

Leng Yan nodded, and went to the side to clear the weeds around the grave, but an inappropriate idea popped up in his mind.

It is unknown whether their uncle is dead or alive, and no body has been found. They don’t know whether he is still alive or not. Or if they can go look for him when the family has the conditions, they can.

Leng Yan thought about it and glanced at his grandfather's lonely back, and made a secret decision in his heart.

When the weeds around the Leng family's ancestral grave were almost cleared, the Leng family's eldest branch also arrived.

When Old Man Leng heard the noise and saw that it was the eldest family, he restrained his expression and nodded as a greeting, then invited the whole family to go down the mountain and go home.

When the two families passed by, Leng Dashu seemed to want to say something, but in the end he seemed to feel that today was not the right day to say anything else, so he said nothing.

By the time Leng Yan and his family got home, the rain had completely stopped.

Leng Yan thought that he had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he ran to the backyard to see how the vegetables he had planted before were growing.

Chives are still being harvested one after another, and the green vegetables, amaranth and water spinach are growing well and can be picked from time to time.

Peppers and eggplants have also gradually formed flower buds, and the sweet potato seedlings that were grown earlier have also grown a lot of vines.

It rained yesterday and today, and the fields are perfect for cutting vines and planting sweet potatoes by cuttings.

Leng Yan did what he said and called his family over.

The ridges in the backyard have been built, leaving half an acre of land for growing sweet potatoes.

Now the family only needs to dig holes on the ridges and bury the sweet potato seedlings, without even having to water them.

Everyone in the family was in charge of farm work. After learning from Leng Yan for a while, they got the hang of it immediately. In less than an hour, they had planted all the sweet potato seedlings.

Leng Xun wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked his daughter if the vines could survive like this. He was really unsure as the cut sweet potato vines didn't even have a single seed.

Leng Yan smiled and replied, "Dad will know then that not only can it survive, but it is also extremely productive!"

"Will it taste good? What will it taste like?"

Although Leng He really believed that her sister could grow it, she was afraid that it would not taste good.

"You'll know then."

This time Leng Yan kept the story in suspense, which aroused the curiosity of the whole family.

Leng Yan said nothing more and started planning the usable area of ​​the backyard.

The chicken coop, duck house, cattle pen, and rabbit shed all face west and east. Leng Yan plans to build a pigpen next to them to raise pigs.

With more poultry, their manure can be piled up for composting and can also be used to fertilize the fields.

There are two acres of vegetable fields against the east fence wall, half an acre of sweet potatoes in the middle, and winter melons, squash, watermelons, cucumbers and the like planted against the wall.

Their home is at the foot of a mountain and there are few residents, so when they bought the land to build the house, they decided to make the yard as big as possible.

The villagers turned a blind eye to it. After all, the property was theirs as long as there was a fence around it.

But since the government vigorously promoted land reclamation and planting in the past few years, the wasteland at the foot of the mountain has been planned and has become a hot commodity. It is no longer the unwanted wasteland that no one wanted before, and you can buy a large piece of it with money.

Fortunately, the Leng family's front and back yards are big enough to build a house in the future. Even if it is not enough, they can spend money to buy a few acres of wasteland next to it.

Leng Yan had a plan in mind and began to implement it step by step.

The most important thing right now is definitely to build a house, and before building the house, she has to go to Xianju Pavilion.

One reason was that it was the monthly dividend distribution day again, and the other was that she had prepared two more recipes to provide to Xianju Pavilion.

This was something she had discussed with Zhao Jingsheng before. She would provide Jianjuge with recipes on a stable basis, and at the same time she would receive a stable monthly dividend. It was a mutually beneficial thing.

So after closing time in the shop that day, the others rented an ox cart and went back to the village first, while Leng Yan and his grandfather drove the ox cart to Beicheng County.

Today, the grandfather and grandson had a smooth meeting with Manager Zhao, Chef Yang, and Zhao Jingsheng.

Leng Yan was surprised that Zhao Jingsheng was still in Beicheng County, but her expression disappeared in a flash.

After a few polite greetings, they got straight to the point.

The dividend I received this month was the total commission from the five Xianju Pavilions for the first time. I thought it was a lot, but it was actually only more than two hundred and thirty taels.

In other words, the dividend of Xianju Pavilion was less than fifty taels, which was much less than before.

There is a reason for this, and that is because a large number of food shops and restaurants have appeared on the market that imitate boiled fish and boiled pork slices.

As far as Leng Yan knew, there were two restaurants in Hulu Town that sold these two dishes, and their business was pretty good.

Come to think of it, the methods of boiled fish and boiled pork slices are not that complicated. With more research, even if they cannot compare to the original, as long as the taste is good, people will buy them.

Nowadays, more and more stores are selling these two dishes, so business is naturally not as good as before.

Shopkeeper Zhao and Chef Yang were extremely anxious, but Leng Yan had gotten used to it.

After all, the food in Lengji Snack Shop has been imitated by many people in Hulu Town, and they have never stopped.

So she said to comfort them: "Manager Zhao and Chef Yang, don't worry, I brought two new recipes today."

Upon hearing this, Chef Yang could no longer sit still and immediately led her to the kitchen.

Leng Yan also wanted to finish the job quickly, so she asked Zhao Jingsheng and Manager Zhao to wait a moment, then she and her grandfather went to the kitchen carrying the ingredients in the basket.

Seeing the backs of the grandfather and grandson disappearing around the corner of the corridor, Shengzhu, who was standing next to them, stepped forward and closed the door with great tact.

Zhao Jingsheng, who had been gentle and polite since the grandfather and grandson came into the room, suddenly became fierce in his eyes.

After a long while, he spoke in a cold voice, "Did the concubine of the Wang family give birth?"

Shopkeeper Zhao stood aside and nodded respectfully, "I heard it's a boy."

"That old guy from the Wang family is really lucky."

Zhao Jingsheng sneered, his face completely cold.

Leng Yan had said before that Aunt Mei worked for Tianxiang Tower and was pregnant, but she often went to Xianju Pavilion for meals.

Therefore, if Tianxiang Tower wanted to frame Xianju Pavilion, Xianju Pavilion might not even have the chance to fight back.

And Leng Yan was absolutely right, the Xianju Pavilion's silver sprout recipe was leaked in that way.

One day, Aunt Mei was eating fried eggs with silver sprouts and shredded chicken with silver sprouts at Xianju Pavilion, when she suddenly had a stomachache.

They kept saying that the silver sprouts from Xianju Pavilion should not be eaten too much, otherwise it would be fatal.

She ate it for several days in a row and her body started to bleed. She almost lost her baby.