Back to 1978: Getting rich starts with treasure hunting

"It tastes good, Mom. Where did you get the dried fish?" Lin Shu tasted it and found it fragrant, spicy and very appetizing.

"A young man brought it here yesterday. He said you asked him to bring it here?"

"I had someone deliver it? Oh..." Lin Shu remembered, "Some time ago, I saw a young man selling vegetables. He had small fish and shrimps, so I told him to dry them and send them to my store."

Liu Xiao'e: "Are you going to sell these dried fish in the store?"

"Well, wrap it in oil paper, half a pound per package, ten cents per package."

However, Lin Shu looked at the spicy dried fish in the basin and immediately had an idea, "Mom, do you think anyone would buy this spicy dried fish if we sell it in the store?"

Liu Xiao'e picked up a small dried fish and took a bite, then looked at her in confusion, "How do you sell it in the store?"

"Wrap it in oil paper as usual, half a pound for fifty cents."

Spicy dried fish is made with spices such as chili, sesame oil, and sesame. It is not cost-effective to sell it at a low price.

Liu Xiao'e thought about it for a while and thought it was feasible. "Someone should buy it. You don't know that the peanuts we brought from the village are very popular. Some of our neighbors who like to drink like to buy peanuts to go with their drinks."

"Then you and my dad will take care of this matter. If it doesn't sell well, just keep it for yourself."

The convenience store has been handed over to them recently, and they are managing it pretty well. At least they can handle it even if she and Gu Jiu are not here for a few days.

In fact, what is more addictive than spicy dried fish is spicy strips. Next time, I will gather all the ingredients and let Comrade Liu Xiao'e try to make spicy strips and sell them.

Liu Xiao'e took out a bowl from the kitchen, scooped out a bowl of dried fish, and pushed the bowl in front of her, "The sooner the better. Take this bowl of spicy dried fish to the store now and see if anyone wants to buy it."

"Okay, I'll take it and try it." Lin Shu stood up, holding the basin and went to the front store.

"sister in law."

As soon as she entered the store, she saw Li Yuanchao standing outside the counter and greeting her. Next to him was Tang Jianjun. In the distance, on the side of the road, Xu Ming was sitting on a bicycle with one foot on the ground.

"Hey, why are you here? Are you all off today?" Lin Shu placed a bowl of spicy dried fish on the counter.

"Sister-in-law, I really envy you. You don't have to go to work and don't even have to pay attention to the date. Today is Sunday."

"Really? If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known today was Sunday." Lin Shu smiled.

Gu Jiu waved his hand in disdain and asked them to turn to the gate of the old house. "Don't block the door of my store. Go in through the gate."

As soon as Li Yuanchao and Tang Jianjun left the counter, two customers took their places.

"Boss, how do you make these dried fish? Why do they smell so good?"

Lin Shu: "This is called spicy dried fish. I don't know how it's made. This is what my mom made."

When Lin Dashan finished collecting the money, he came over and asked, "Why did you bring all the basins over here?"

"My mother made a pot this time, and we couldn't finish it in a short time, so I thought of bringing it over to see if anyone bought some to go with the wine."

Gu Jiu sniffed the fragrance in the air and swallowed his saliva greedily: "When did mom make it? You brought it here before I even ate it?"

"Yours is indispensable. There's a bowl left inside." Lin Shu glared at him.

"Hey, boss, you said this dried fish is for sale, how do you sell it?"

"It's 50 cents a pack. You can eat it right after you buy it. It's good with rice or wine. Would you like a pack?" Lin Shu asked with a smile.

"I just came here to get some wine. Since there are snacks to go with the wine, give me a pack."

The customer was very straightforward and asked Gu Jiu to get him a pound of wine and a bag of dried fish. He didn't even have to cook at noon, just sorghum wine and dried fish, a perfect match!

Other customers who loved drinking also bought a bag, and Lin Shu was busy helping them pack the spicy dried fish.

When a pot of spicy dried fish was almost sold out, an old man with his face scratched like a bloody gourd rushed over and lay on the counter.

"Hey, Lao Lin, I won't be going home at noon. Can I have a meal at your place?"

Lin Dashan was giving out change when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and was startled by a large painted face. "Lao Zeng, what happened to you? Were you scratched by a wild cat?"

Lao Zeng raised his hand to touch his face, gasped in pain, and said with a gloomy face: "Where did this wild cat come from? I was scratched by a domestic cat in tiger skin. Now I am homeless, so I came to your place for lunch at noon."

When other customers at the counter heard this, many who knew Mr. Zeng covered their mouths and laughed secretly, while those who didn't just took it as a joke and laughed out loud.

"Okay, no problem. It's just a meal. You can have a drink with me at noon." Lin Dashan agreed readily.

When Lao Zeng heard this, he said three good words in a row with joy, "It just so happens that you have a cut on your face, drink some wine to disinfect it."

"Puchi!" Lin Shu couldn't help laughing.

The reasons that alcoholics come up with for wanting to drink are really weird. Can drinking alcohol disinfect wounds on the face?

Seeing how familiar he is with her father, I guess he is a neighbor who often comes to the store to chat with her father.

"Uncle Zeng, if you don't go home at noon, will Aunt Zeng be worried? Otherwise, tell me the address and I'll go and tell Aunt Zeng that you're having dinner at my house? That way she won't have to worry about you."

Grandpa Zeng waved his hand and sat down on the bench at the door of the store. "No need. My cat in tiger skin would hate for me to stay away from home for three days and three nights. How could it be worried about me? If it was worried about me, it wouldn't have scratched my face like this."

You know, face is a man's dignity. If his dignity is ruined, how can he have the face to hang around in this street? He has become a joke on this street today.

"It's true that an unvirtuous wife brings disaster to three generations. If it weren't for the sake of the children, I really want to divorce her."

Lin Shu's mouth twitched, "If you divorce Aunt Zeng, who will cook for you, wash your clothes, clean your house, and take care of you?"

So when a couple is getting along, men should not be too pretentious.

Uncle Zeng: “…”

He really wanted to say with confidence that he could take care of himself, but he couldn't cook, wash clothes or clean, so he didn't have the confidence to do so.

Lin Dashan often chatted with his neighbors, so he had a general understanding of Lao Zeng's family situation. Seeing that he was speechless after being scolded by his daughter, he asked: "Lao Zeng, why did your cat scratch you this time?"

"Why else? Because my daughter is looking for a boyfriend whose family is a little poor, so she wants a smaller dowry. My mother-in-law disagrees. I think it's okay to give less because the couple can't live on dowry for the rest of their lives, so it's enough to get by."

Hearing this, Lin Dashan added, "Then, you two had a quarrel over this matter, and in the end she scratched your face?"

"Yes, you said she was unreasonable. She came to pick on me just because of the gift. She is really short-sighted. If we make it too difficult for the man about the gift, won't this matter become a knot in his heart when they get married?"

Uncle Zeng thinks that as long as the couple truly likes each other, the bride price should be just a token of their appreciation. In this day and age, every family is poor. Who can easily afford a bride price of hundreds or thousands of dollars?

Besides, he doesn't live on his daughter's dowry.