After traveling through time, she went to practice her way of making money

Although life was not rich, Deng Xian still gritted her teeth, endured the pain and took out thirty coins to buy two pounds of fat and lean meat. She knew that this would be an extremely delicious meal for the children. Seeing the satisfied smiles on the children's faces made everything worth it.

The side dish for the stir-fried meat was spring bamboo shoots that Shi An had begged Deng Xian to buy. The price of these bamboo shoots was shockingly low, only two cents for ten pounds! It turned out that the bamboo shoots were dug by the son of the vegetable seller, and he asked her to sell them on the way, without expecting them to be sold at all.

After all, there were certainly many wealthy people in the county, but these dignitaries had hired workers to buy and cook, and ordinary goods were not in their eyes. As for the common people, most of them were reluctant to spend money to buy spring bamboo shoots, and would rather go up the mountain to dig them themselves.

In addition, most families usually eat light and low-fat food, and rarely eat meat throughout the year. If there is no danger of famine, I am afraid that few people would think of eating bamboo shoots.

Today is the end of March, and Su Yu received this month's wages, which is exactly one and a half taels of silver. As soon as he stepped into the house, he handed this meager salary to his wife Deng Xian and asked her to help keep it. Seeing this, Su Shikuan couldn't help but tease his father: "Dad is so afraid of mom!"

Hearing this, Su Shirong on the side quickly reached out and grabbed his brother, and asked in confusion: "Second brother, why do you say this about Dad?"

"Isn't this true? As soon as Dad returned home, he couldn't wait to hand the wages to Mom. In my opinion, our second uncle and the others..." Su Shikuan was interrupted by Shi An with a big eye roll before he could finish his words.

Looking at the innocent second brother in front of him, Shi An thought that he had to have a good talk with him. So he asked him, "Second brother, tell me, who is better to us, our second uncle or our father?"

"Of course, dad is better! Not only can he read and write, he can also do math, and he has the ability to earn money to support the family. More importantly, dad never drinks and makes trouble, and he never beats or scolds us..." Su Shikuan listed a lot of advantages of his father in one go.

Shi An nodded in agreement, and then asked another question: "Since Dad is better than Second Uncle in so many ways, why does he have to learn from Second Uncle in terms of managing money?"

Su Shikuan scratched his head and began to explain his point of view: "But, grandpa once taught us that men should manage their own money and never let women manage their money..." However, before he finished speaking, Su Yu had already walked up to him and uttered four words expressionlessly: "Stretch out your hands."

Su Shikuan looked at Su Yu's gloomy face with trepidation. Although he was very afraid, he still did what he was asked to do. However, as expected, he was immediately punished by Su Yu - his palms were severely slapped several times, and instantly turned red.

Faced with such a punishment, Su Shikuan couldn't help but feel dissatisfied and muttered: "Why do you want to hit me?"

Su Yu frowned and responded indifferently: "Don't you know why I hit you? Your mother is someone you must respect in your life. You must remember this truth!" After saying that, he glanced at the others, and everyone nodded in agreement.

At this time, Shi An said, "Brother, Daddy gave the money to Mom to manage, which is the way to express respect and love to Mom. And you listened to what Grandfather said before, and those ideas are wrong."

"Yes, Kuan'er, don't you realize that life is much more comfortable now than when you were with your grandfather?" Su Daya, who was standing by, also echoed. After all, she herself had been deeply affected by Su Jinnian's idea of not valuing women.

Su Shikuan realized his mistake: "I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Dad."

After hearing Su Shikuan's sincere apology, Deng Xian smiled slightly, saying that she didn't care, and said gently: "Okay, I'm not angry with Kuan'er." She was secretly happy in her heart, because Su Yu actually valued her so much and even taught the children to respect her. In this era, good men like him are rare. And how lucky she is that she not only met him, but also became his wife.

"Second brother, don't say such words again in the future, let alone do such things." Shi An hurriedly echoed, his tone serious, "This applies not only to mother, but also to my future sister-in-law."

"Don't worry, sister. I know the truth very well and will never believe grandfather's nonsense again. From now on, I will take extra care of mother, wife, sister and you." Su Shikuan made the promise solemnly. At the same time, he reached out and gently kneaded Shi'an's slightly thin cheek, but he could hardly pinch a trace of fat. He felt a little disgusted with his sister for not being as cute as other children.

Su Shirong, who had been silent, also spoke up at this time: "Dad, I will remember your teachings in my heart, and I will be as filial and filial to my elders as you are." The family he mentioned not only includes parents, brothers and sisters, but also future wives and children. However, Su Shirong was shy and introverted by nature, so he naturally did not dare to express it as frankly as Su Shikuan.

At this moment, waves of tempting aroma wafted out from the kitchen, that was the smell of bamboo shoots fried with meat. This strong aroma not only made everyone in the Su family salivate, but even the strangers passing by couldn't help but feel envious - it was rare to be able to taste delicious meat in such a season.

The Su family has now started using lamp oil for lighting, and they are finally able to place dinner on the table in the yard. The family sits around the table to eat. If there are guests at home, they still follow the old custom and eat separately.

Su Yu ate with relish, enjoying the dish very much. He was very satisfied with the bamboo shoots and pork. While chewing the tender and delicious bamboo shoots and savoring the fragrant and rich pork, he couldn't help but feel inspired to write poetry.

"The spring bamboo shoots are fresh from the moist soil, crisp, tender, juicy and fragrant. The meat slices are smooth and tender and melt in the mouth, and the delicious dish is in the heart." Su Yu chanted softly, his voice revealing his love for this delicacy.

The people at the same table all cast admiring glances, some clapped their hands, and some praised: "What a good poem! What a good poem! I didn't expect that Brother Su is not only talented in writing, but also so poetic in his taste for dishes."

Su Yu looked back and found that it was his classmate and brother-in-law Deng Qi Yue who came to their house.