The eldest sister-in-law became rich by farming in the mountains

Having said that, Xu Yingtao still did not forget to shout to attract business.

"Take a look and try it. This cold noodle is made from the finest flour and topped with a secret sauce. It's sour, spicy, refreshing and appetizing. It's chewy and springy. I guarantee you'll want more!"

The crisp sound echoed in the street, instantly attracting a lot of attention.

The family had already witnessed Xu Yingtao's eloquence and did not find it strange.

The Zheng family members standing by were stunned. They didn't expect that with her skinny and weak body, she could shout in front of so many people without showing any fear. She was really brave and capable!

Several small stall owners around also looked at Xu Yingtao frequently, and some even whispered to their companions: "It's them. I heard their hawking last time at the market, and I couldn't forget it for several days."

Don't be too brainwashed!

Some people couldn't help but come forward to ask the price. When they heard that it was ten cents a bowl, they couldn't help but complain: "Damn, this is too expensive. The wontons at the corner of the street only cost eight cents a bowl, and they at least have meat in them!"

Xu Yingtao smiled and said, "To be honest, big brother, the cost of my cold noodles is very high. One pound of fine flour can produce five bowls of cold noodles. The secret sauce is made with more than a dozen spices, and I use 80 cents per pound of vegetable oil. It tastes better than meat. If you don't believe me, try it. If it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you."

She revealed her nature as a profiteer very early on, and she could deceive people with ease, without any psychological burden at all.

The mother and her two daughters on the side turned their eyes away silently.

Only they know that one pound of flour can produce seven bowls of cold noodles, and another bowl can be made by adding cucumber shreds. Although a bowl of red chili oil is expensive, less than half of it was used today. Therefore, although the cost of cold noodles is not low, it is far less than as Xu Yingtao said.

The man was a little relieved when he heard that. Seeing the others eating with their mouths full of red oil and looking intoxicated, he hardened his heart and said, "Okay, then give me a bowl. Let me make it clear, if it doesn't taste good, I won't pay."

After a while, he held the bowl and smiled at the onlookers: "Hey, it smells so good!"

I didn't feel embarrassed at all.

The young lady did not lie to her. This cold noodle was soft and smooth, spicy and refreshing, with layered flavors. It was indeed better than meat!

This scene was witnessed by many onlookers, who all wanted to pay for a bowl to try.

Although ten cents is not cheap, the bowl looks big, and it should be enough for a woman and a child to share one bowl.

Seeing someone with a child, Xu Yingtao said, "If you can't eat spicy food, you can use less chili and more sesame paste!"

"If your child doesn't like salty food, he can try my ice jelly. It only costs five cents and you can add a big spoonful of mint syrup. It's refreshing and delicious!"

"If you feel you are not full, you can buy two steamed buns and pair them with our smooth and refreshing green jelly. It is delicious and filling!"

Her shouting seemed to have a kind of magic, attracting passers-by to stop and listen involuntarily.

Xie Li, who was closest to her, listened with her eyes wide open. What a talkative sister-in-law!

The Zheng family and the bun shop did not expect that Xu Yingtao would help them to attract business. Besides being surprised, they were more grateful. This was simply a meal that was fed to their mouths, so there was no reason not to eat it.

The two families also started to promote their own food.

Finally, with her lively shouting, the jelly and cold skin of the two families were sold out before noon, and the buns in the bun shop were sold a lot more. The old couple were so happy that they took the initiative to help carry several buckets of water.

There was a lot of wood ash left over that was originally used to replace detergent because diners bought buns and dipped the sauce in the bowl until not a drop of oil was left. There was no need to use wood ash at all, and it was clean enough to rinse with water.

As they still had to purchase seasonings and food, Xu Yingtao and her family did not go back to the village with the Zheng family. Before parting, the two sisters-in-law repeatedly told them to have dinner at the Zheng family, and Jiang agreed.

After buying grain, oil and seasonings, Xu Yingtao happened to meet someone selling fish. She picked out a black carp weighing three or four pounds, and spent ten cents to buy some small white carp that no one was interested in. It was estimated that the carp weighed about six or seven pounds.

On the way home, Xu Yingtao casually announced today's sales.

When the mother and her two daughters learned that they had earned a total of 584 cents today, they all stopped.

"Really?" Jiang asked in surprise.

Xu Yingtao gave her a detailed account: "After we eat our own cold noodles and give them away, we still have 35 bowls left, which is 350 coins. The village chief's family took a total of 112 pieces of cold noodles. We earn 2 coins per bowl, which is 224 coins. There is also 10 coins for the sauce, which adds up to 584 coins."

After saying that, she suddenly changed the subject: "But after deducting all the miscellaneous expenses, there is less than 200 coins left."

This is already good!

Jiang was delighted.

Liangpi is easy to make and lighter than jelly, but I didn’t expect it to make money faster.

She finally understood what her eldest daughter-in-law meant when she said outsourcing the jelly business could actually bring in higher profits.

Xu Yingtao was also very happy and was drawing up a blueprint for the future with her family.

"It's difficult to support the business alone. We can't do it alone. After some time, we can find some trustworthy families and outsource the jelly business to a few more households. Then we won't have to endure the wind and sun, or carry heavy loads. We can just make jelly at home and make money easily."

"When we have money, we will expand the yard, replace the walls with solid bricks, build the houses with blue bricks, replace the roofs with tiles, build a few more rooms, and each of us will have one."

At this point, Xu Yingtao glanced at Xie Bai, especially at this naughty kid. He was already thirteen years old and was still sharing a room with his mother and sister. What a shame!

Xie Baizi also noticed Xu Yingtao's gaze, and seemed to understand what she was thinking, so he lowered his head silently.

In fact, it was not that he was afraid of the dark, but he was frightened by a long insect curled up in the quilt when he was a child. Since then, he dared not sleep alone.

He was too lazy to explain to his family and just took the "crime" of being afraid of the dark.

Everyone has fears, and Xie Bai never thought it was embarrassing to be afraid of snakes. But when he was stared at by his sister-in-law, he suddenly felt a little ashamed and instantly gained some courage to overcome his fear.

Jiang had never imagined that she would be able to live in a big brick and tile house in her life. Listening to Xu Yingtao's plans for the future, her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

Life is so good nowadays.

Xu Yingtao was extremely afraid of other people's tears, so she quickly changed the subject: "Let's go faster, and I'll make you tile fish and fried dried fish for lunch!"

At noon, Xu Yingtao showed off her cooking skills as promised, but just when she scooped up the remaining oil from frying fish in the pot, the clay pot suddenly cracked.

Along with it, Xu Yingtao's good mood also broke.

She had been trembling with fear when cooking these days, fearing that the clay pot would break under her tossing and turning, and it turned out that what she feared came true.

Jiang comforted her: "Fortunately it didn't crack when frying the fish, so you didn't get hurt, and the oil wasn't wasted at all. Don't be sad, we can go to town to buy a new pot tomorrow."

Xu Yingtao sighed. She was not sad about losing a pot, but she was sad because she didn't know when the pot would break.

Xu Yingtao missed the big iron pot more than ever.

In any case, buying an iron pan must be put on the agenda as soon as possible!

Fortunately, the mundane life of the world is most soothing to the hearts of ordinary people.

The pot is gone, but the delicious food remains.

Xu Yingtao adjusted her mood and asked the three daughters to sit down. After Jiang started eating, she extended her chopsticks to the tile fish.

Each family has their own way of cooking tile fish.

Her method is to first coat the marinated fish pieces with flour and fry them, then stew them with auxiliary ingredients such as green onions, ginger, rice wine, soy sauce, etc., and cook until the sauce is dry and each piece of fish has fully absorbed the essence of the seasoning, then it is ready to be served.

Take a light bite, the crispy and tough skin breaks in your mouth, and the aroma of the fish is released instantly. There is no fishy smell at all, only the deliciousness of the fish and the fragrance of the fish soup remain.

Overall, the fish was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the soup was rich and mellow, so she was quite satisfied.

The food unconsciously healed Xu Yingtao's mood and she picked up another piece of fried dried fish.

With a "crackling" sound, the golden and crispy dried fish was split in two by the teeth, and the salty, fragrant and slightly spicy taste spread in the mouth. The skin was crispy, the fish meat was tender, and even the fish bones were crispy.

Xu Yingtao squinted her eyes in satisfaction. Such delicious snacks are best enjoyed with beer while watching TV series.

Unfortunately, the past can only be recalled.

Perhaps because they seldom eat fish, the way the mother and her two children ate the tile fish could be described as very cautious. They would first bite off a little bit of meat, then grind it with their front teeth to make sure there were no bones, and then they would dare to chew it boldly.

Even Xie Li, who always devoured her meals in a hurry, was forced to transform into a lady at this moment.

The scene was so funny that Xu Yingtao ate two large bowls of food with rice while appreciating it with evil humor.

After dinner, the family took a nap first, and then went into the mountains together to pick stinking broom leaves after waking up.

Seeing that it was almost time for lunch, Xu Yingtao used the only small ceramic pot left in her home to steam a few sheets of cold noodles and filled a large bowl of dried fish before going to the village chief's house.

The women of the Zheng family had been busy in the kitchen an hour ago. Mrs. Zhou was in charge of steaming the buns, the two daughters-in-law were in charge of cooking and cutting vegetables, and the eldest granddaughter was in charge of making fire.

Even after all the dishes were served, Xu Yingtao and her family still hadn't arrived. Mrs. Zhou became a little anxious, so she asked Zheng Wen to go and see what was going on.

As soon as Zheng Wen stepped out of the door, he saw a group of familiar figures. He turned around and said with a smile: "People are coming!"

The Zheng family members all stood up to greet them.

"Finally you're here. If you didn't come earlier, your grandma would be worried." Zheng Wen joked with a smile and invited them into the main room.

"Luckily I came late, what if grandma asked me to help with the work?"

After Xu Yingtao successfully made the Zheng family laugh, she handed the basket to Xiao Zhou: "Aunt, there are two kinds of food I made in it. You can put them on the table for everyone to taste."

Little Zhou happily took it, opened the lid of the bowl, and saw two large bowls of mixed cold noodles and fried dried fish. She was surprised and said, "You are such an honest child. It would be better if you kept such expensive food and sold it for money."

She couldn't help but feel sorry for Xu Yingtao.

Mrs. Zhou had been listening to her son and daughter-in-law talking about cold noodles for the whole afternoon. She knew that this food made with refined flour was not cheap, especially the fried fish, which obviously wasted a lot of oil. She immediately frowned and said, "Just come over next time. You can keep the food for yourselves."

Xu Yingtao smiled and agreed, but only she knew whether she heard it or not.

Jiang had come to the Zheng family many times before, but this was the first time she was treated as a guest of honor.

She was not stupid, so she naturally understood that the three of them were benefiting from Xu Yingtao. Looking at the extremely warm smiles on the Zheng family's faces, Jiang's originally calm heart seemed to have a stone thrown into it, gradually rippling layers of waves.

Although she didn't say it before, she always blamed others. She blamed her husband for being weak, her own miserable life, her first wife for being cruel, and God for being unfair...

She had fantasized in countless quiet nights: if her family became rich, would she be able to hold her head high in front of others?

But at this moment, her mood suddenly changed drastically.

Do they have money now? No.

But why is he still being entertained by the Zheng family?

If you want to gain recognition and respect from others, it is not enough to just be rich. If you have money, others will only listen to you. Even if you are generous and willing to help others, they will only treat you as a fat sheep.

After all, people have to be useful.

Not only should you be useful to yourself, but you should also be useful to others.

Only when people stand up on their own can they have the ability to pull others up and bring hope to others.

And the purpose of life is to have hope.

Later, Jiang shared her thoughts of the day with Xu Yingtao, who gave her a thumbs-up and praised her for her high level of ideological awareness.

It is also said that in ancient times, Wang Yangming attained enlightenment in Longchang, and now there is the girl of the Jiang family who has a deep understanding of worldly affairs.

Although Jiang didn't understand what she was saying, she was still praising herself and couldn't help laughing.

Of course, this is all a later story, so let’s not discuss it for now.

On the square wooden table, there were more than a dozen bowls of dishes and a large bowl of fluffy and soft steamed buns, most of which were meat dishes.

Xu Yingtao was amazed by what she saw. She thought that even the New Year’s Eve dinner was not so sumptuous.

Zhao greeted them warmly, "You're all welcome. My mother has put a lot of thought into preparing this table of food. The more you eat, the happier my mother will be."

Mrs. Zhou smiled so much that her eyes narrowed. It was a rare occasion that she didn't scold her second daughter-in-law for being a chatterbox.

Xu Yingtao would not be polite to those she truly loved. The farm dishes were not very delicious, but she still enjoyed them with big mouthfuls.

The Zheng family was naturally delighted, and seeing that she particularly liked stewed meat with sauerkraut, they simply put the dish in front of her.

Xu Yingtao doesn’t like sauerkraut and meat, but she has a special liking for the tofu in this dish.

The tofu that has absorbed the soup is very soft and tasty, with a unique bean fragrance. It is so delicious that you can’t stop eating it.

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said, "The tofu from the Feng family is really delicious. If you go too late, you may not be able to buy it. If you like it, I will go earlier next time and bring a piece for you."

That would be great, Xu Yingtao agreed immediately.

After dinner, the brother and sister and several of Zheng’s grandchildren went to the yard to play, while Xu Yingtao and Jiang stayed to settle the bill with Zheng’s family.

Including the sauce, the Zheng family paid Xu Yingtao two hundred and thirty-four cents, and Xu Yingtao paid the Zheng family the purchase price of thirteen kilograms of ficus pumila fruit.

The Zheng family tasted the sweetness of selling jelly today, so they have no psychological burden when placing orders again.

After agreeing on a time to pick up the jelly tomorrow morning, the family prepared to say goodbye.

As soon as I walked into the yard, I saw a few kids gathered together with their butts sticking out, and I didn't know what they were doing.