A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

When the dishes were served, everyone sitting at the table was stunned.

The fish from the day before yesterday was amazing enough, but I didn’t expect the dishes today to amaze everyone again.

Zhang Yunxue: "Sister, this green one looks so nice."

Zhang Xingfeng: "Braised rabbit meat is also delicious."

Everyone nodded.

"Everyone, come and try it. How does it taste? And this is mung bean jelly. Tell us what you think of it."

Zhang Yunyue pointed at the mung bean jelly and asked everyone to try it.

Everyone picked up their chopsticks and started tasting.

Grandpa Zhang took a bite of mung bean jelly:

"Well, this jelly has a green bean flavor, and it feels cool in the mouth. It also goes well with the chili oil, which is refreshing, sour and spicy. It's a good dish to eat on this day."

Grandma Zhang: "I think it tastes good too. It breaks into pieces with just a slight bite. Even the elderly can eat it. Nowadays, many elderly people suffer from summer heat and have no appetite. If they can have a bite, it will definitely be okay."

Zhang Xingfeng: "Sister, I like to eat it. This one looks really good."

Uncle Zhang Cheng: "Not bad, it's comparable to the cold noodles from the day before yesterday, and it goes perfectly with the chili oil."

Others agreed.

Zhang Yunyue: "That's good. It seems that this mung bean jelly is suitable for everyone to eat."

Zhu: “Hahahaha, that’s for sure.”

Zhang Yunyue: "Everyone, try some other dishes."

Everyone stopped talking at this moment and just focused on eating. All Zhang Yunyue could hear were words like "this is delicious, that is delicious too".

Seeing everyone enjoying the food, Zhang Yunyue was also happy, and the idea of setting up a stall became more certain.

By the end of the meal, everyone had their bellies full. Zhang Xingfeng and Zhang Yunxue even burped, which made everyone laugh.

After clearing the dishes, Zhang Yunyue saw that everyone was digesting their food and enjoying the cool air in the yard.

"Grandpa, Dad, Second Uncle, what do you think of the cold noodles from two days ago and the mung bean jelly today?"

Grandpa Zhang: "It's delicious. It's good for your appetite in summer."

Father Zhang and Zhang Cheng both nodded, agreeing with what Grandpa Zhang said.

Zhang Yunyue: "What do you think if we make this at home and sell it in town? It's still summer now, so we can sell it until fall."

Grandpa Zhang, Father Zhang, and Zhang Cheng looked at each other and instantly understood what Zhang Yunyue said.

Grandpa Zhang thought about it for a moment and decided that this was a good idea. No one sold cold noodles or jelly in the town, and the chili oil made by Yueyue was both fragrant and spicy.

But Grandpa Zhang thought again that jelly is not easy to copy, but cold noodles are easy to copy.

"Yueyue, other people may not be able to make jelly, but someone must be able to make cold noodles. I wonder if anyone will imitate this by then."

Zhang Yunyue: "Grandpa, this is not a problem. In fact, the most important thing is the chili oil. As long as the chili oil is well made, it will be difficult for others to imitate it. Moreover, I plan to improve the formula of the chili oil, and the taste will be even better by then."

After listening to Zhang Yunyue's words, Grandpa Zhang thought that his granddaughter's idea was very good.

Now that the problem has been solved, Grandpa Zhang asked other family members for their opinions. For big things like this, the Zhang family usually discusses it together, which reduces a lot of conflicts. This is also the reason why the Zhang family is so harmonious.

See everyone nods in agreement with this approach.

Since they had decided to do it, Zhang Yunyue explained what was needed and it would be best to prepare everything as soon as possible.

"Grandpa, making cold noodles is fine, but making mung bean jelly requires a stone mill, and only the village chief's family has one in the village. It's impossible to go there every time."

Grandpa Zhang knew that since he had decided to do it, he would have to invest some money in purchasing things in the early stages.

"It's okay. We must buy a stone mill for our family. I'll go to Old Sun's house at the village head and ask. They sell stone mills."

Zhang Yunyue: "Also, there is only one stove in the kitchen, which is definitely not enough. It would be better to build two more. This way we can save time and make more at one time. We will definitely have no problem selling in the summer."

Grandpa Zhang nodded, "Okay, I know this. Big brother, second brother, we will mark out an area in the backyard and build another kitchen with wood. We have both wood and straw at home to prevent the stove from getting wet when it rains. Then we can build two stoves."

Zhang's father and Zhang Cheng nodded, "Got it, Dad."

Zhang Yunyue thought for a moment and said, "Well, I need to buy two more pots. As for the spatulas, you can cut two spatulas with flat bottoms, and you don't need to buy these. Then I have to buy something to put in the chili oil. We don't have enough mung beans at home, so these should be all for now."

"Oh, by the way, if we set up a stall, do we need to prepare two tables, a few stools, and some bowls and chopsticks so that customers can sit down and eat? As for the table for jelly and cold noodles, I heard in the town yesterday that the town government will provide a table when you rent a stall, so you don't have to worry about that."

Father Zhang: "Your second uncle and I can make the table and stools at home. It's easy. We already have bowls and chopsticks at home. We usually sell bamboo weaving and bamboo bowls. You don't have to buy them. They are also resistant to falling."

Grandpa Zhang: "Okay, as for the pot, we'll go to town to buy it once the stove is set up. We'll also buy the seasoning you mentioned for the chili oil. You can buy mung beans in the village. Every household grows some every year, and they're cheaper in the village."

"Okay, Grandpa. By the way, the kitchen should be a little bigger, and we can also build a rack so that the prepared jelly can be placed directly on the rack to cool."

Zhang Yunyue looked at Zhang's father again.

"Dad, can you make the table and stools foldable? This way it will be convenient for us to move them back and forth."

Father Zhang: "How do you fold it?"

"Well, normally our tables are propped up at the four corners, so if we make the four corners of the table in a different direction and cross them, then it can be folded."

"Now that you put it that way, I think I understand what you mean. I'll discuss it with your second uncle when I do it, and you can take a look at it when the time comes."

Seeing that his granddaughter had nothing to say, Grandpa Zhang stood up.

"Then I will go to the village to find Old Sun to buy a stone mill. This matter should be done as soon as possible. Big brother, second brother, you two can first look for a suitable place to build a kitchen. We will start when I come back."

Zhang's father and Zhang Cheng also stood up and walked to the backyard, discussing where to set up the kitchen as they walked.

Grandpa Zhang suddenly remembered something and turned to Grandma Zhang.

"Old woman, bring me one tael of silver. Old Sun's stone mill is of good quality and thick, but it costs a bit more. A big stone mill costs one tael. Just buy a big one. If you buy a small one, it will take time to grind the pulp."

Grandma Zhang stood up and slowly walked to the inner room, took out one or two taels of silver and handed them to Grandpa Zhang. After two days of rest, Grandma Zhang's foot had almost healed, but it was best not to do heavy work.

Grandpa Zhang took the silver and walked towards the village entrance.

"Old Sun, are you home?"

"Yes, yes, who is it?"

Old Sun opened the gate and saw Grandpa Zhang standing outside.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, you're a rare guest. Why are you here today? Come in and sit down. Come in and sit down."