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

The Zheng family had seen and eaten pig offal before, but they had never seen one as ridiculously delicious as this.

As usual, the head of the family picks up the chopsticks and takes the first bite.

Village Chief Zheng picked up a piece of pork belly and put it into his mouth. In an instant, his eyes lit up and an expression of surprise appeared on his face.

The pork belly soaked in juice has a soft and chewy texture, and is salty and fragrant with a hint of sweetness. Just one bite will increase your appetite.

Eat another piece of pig intestine, not only there is no peculiar smell, the outer skin soaked in rich marinade is slightly tough, but the inside is soft, glutinous and tender, the taste is thick yet delicate, it is so fragrant that it can make you fall over.

What kind of delicious food is this!

Xu Yingtao looked at the intoxicated expressions of the Zheng family and felt a great sense of satisfaction in her heart.

She knew that no one could escape the temptation of braised food!

The women were the first to put down their chopsticks.

Farmers don't have the custom of not talking while eating or sleeping. Zhao wiped her mouth with a look of unsatisfied interest and asked, "Yingtao, since you have such a skill, why don't you go to the town to sell offal?"

Xu Yingtao swallowed the pumpkin in her mouth and said with a smile: "Making stewed food is a hundred times harder than making jelly. I am a lazy person. If I have a choice, I would naturally want to make money easily."

She meant it completely from the bottom of her heart.

Running a braised food business is not only hard work, but also time-consuming. From purchasing, to cleaning, to braising and selling, at least two-thirds of the day will be spent on this.

In her previous life, she was a social animal and lost her life. She doesn't want to repeat the same mistake in her new life.

Besides, the number of jobs that can be created by small family workshops is really limited, and what she wants is common prosperity for the whole village.

"That's nonsense. There is no girl more diligent than you." Mrs. Zhou pushed a bowl of stewed food in front of Xu Yingtao, "Yingtao, you eat too."

"Grandma, don't worry about me. We still have a lot at home. I brought it here for you to eat." Xu Yingtao pushed the bowl back to the center of the table.

Village chief Zheng also put down his chopsticks and couldn't help but continue asking about the previous topic of composting.

Or maybe the old man is an experienced farmer, and all the questions he asked hit the key points.

Things like when to apply fertilizers, how to manage irrigation, and how to use different types of fertilizers together are all key factors in increasing crop yields.

Xu Yingtao answered all the questions fluently.

Zheng Yan, who was standing beside him, felt very sad when she heard this.

Others were stunned.

It is really unreasonable that a girl who is only fifteen years old is well versed in farming.

In response to everyone's doubts, Xu Yingtao had prepared an explanation early in the morning.

"To be honest with you elders, these methods of fertilizing the fields are the result of my father's many years of experimentation. My father has been obsessed with farming all his life and always wanted to increase grain production, but he was unlucky. When he was about to succeed, he fell ill and my mother passed away one after another. So I wrote down all the methods he said."

The original parents were like bricks, and could be moved wherever they were needed.

Village Chief Zheng: "Then your brother..."

"My brother is a loser." Xu Yingtao interrupted the old man's question, "He is not only lazy but also stupid. He didn't remember any of the skills that my parents taught him. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so poor that he wanted to sell me out."

In an era when restrictions on population mobility were extremely strict, the customs and practices varied from one place to another. Xujia Village was a full fifty miles away from Nanxi Village, and Xu Yingtao was certain that the Zheng family would not go to verify it.

Unless someone is extremely bored, no one would travel fifty miles to inquire about her family situation.

Mrs. Zhou had seen the scars on Xu Yingtao's body with her own eyes. She was afraid that her man's questions would touch upon her sad memories, so she kicked the old man under the table.

Village chief Zheng understood his wife's hint and quickly changed the topic back to farming.

Before anyone knew it, the sun had set in the west, a crescent moon had quietly appeared in the night sky, and the Zheng family's oil lamps were lit.

Village chief Zheng wanted to know more details, but his grandson, who was fighting crickets in the yard, suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Bai, why are you here?"

"It's getting late, my mother asked me to pick up my sister-in-law."

When Village Chief Zheng heard this, he suddenly realized that it was already late at night and quickly stopped the topic.

Xie Bai stepped into the main hall and greeted the elders respectfully. Then he looked at Xu Yingtao and said softly, "Sister-in-law, it's getting dark. I'm here to take you home."

Only he himself knew how much courage it took for him to overcome his fear of snakes and insects and walk here alone.

Needless to say, Xu Yingtao was quite touched that someone still cared about her.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou pointed to the grain bags piled up in a corner of the main hall and asked, "Yingtao, do you want to return the grain from your uncle's house?"

Xu Yingtao was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, smiled and shook her head: "I will pay her back someday. Speaking of which, I want to shamelessly borrow grandma's stone mortar tomorrow to pound the millet into rice, so that my family doesn't have to buy rice for the time being."

"You don't need to worry about this. Ask your uncles to help pound it tomorrow and send it directly to you."

After watching the two figures disappear, the Zheng family members turned around and went back to the house.

Zheng Wen let out a long sigh and said with a sigh, "All the girls and wives in the village combined, I'm afraid they can't match Cherry's mouth."

He was a grown man in his thirties, but he actually felt a little inferior in front of Xu Yingtao.

Zheng Wu also felt the same way: "It's hard to find such a smart and capable woman not only in our village, but also in the whole town. Big brother, who will take the lead in delivering the jelly tomorrow?"

"Let me do it." Zheng Wen answered decisively.

"Okay, I'll pound the rice at home."

After the two brothers reached a consensus, they went back to their rooms to wash up and go to bed.

Village Chief Zheng was in a good mood and even hummed a little tune. Mrs. Zhou brought him some water to wash his feet. Seeing how beautiful he looked, she couldn't help but tease him, "Remember when Yingtao mentioned the method of fertilizing the fields, you looked unconvinced. Are you completely convinced now?"

"Let me know!" Village Chief Zheng said in a loud voice, "Since Yingtao dares to guarantee it like that, this method of fertilizing the fields will definitely work!"

He just had a mysterious trust in that little girl.

The countryside at night is immersed in tranquility and coolness. The Milky Way hangs low, and fireflies dance lightly in the fields, igniting little green lights and leading the way home.

Xie Bai walked in front, knocking on the grass beside the road with a bamboo stick to make the long insects lurking in it avoid it in advance.

Xu Yingtao asked him: "Have you all had dinner?"

"I've eaten." Xie Bai reminded in a gentle voice, "There's a mud pit here, sister-in-law, be careful."

"Has mother taken the medicine? Is her fever gone now?"

"I boiled some medicine for mother as my sister-in-law instructed. She drank it all and her fever went away. She also ate half a bowl of rice with stewed soup in the evening."

Xu Yingtao was relieved.

When passing by the Xie family's large courtyard, although the lights were not on, Chen's sobbing sounds could still be heard.