A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

Now all that’s left is to make mung bean jelly in the evening and cold noodles tomorrow morning.

at dusk.

After dinner, the Zhang family prepared to make mung bean jelly.

Father Zhang and Zhang Cheng poured out the water in the large basin where the mung bean starch had settled, and then mixed the mung bean starch and water in a ratio of one to four.

The mung bean starch mixed with water filled two large buckets. Zhang's father carried the two buckets of starch water to the thatched shed in the backyard.

Everyone in the family gathered here, wanting to see how mung bean jelly is made. If the business becomes stable, everyone will definitely try their hand at it.

At this time, the oil lamp was lit in the straw shed, and the tools in the house were ready, such as spatulas, wooden basins, dustpans, and water ladles, all placed aside for use at any time.

Little guy Zhang Xingfeng was still the one making the fire. Firstly, he had already mastered the art of making fire, and secondly, it was not yet time for him to learn how to make mung bean jelly, so he couldn't do it even if he just watched.

When making fire today, Zhang Yunyue only asked Zhang Xingfeng to light one stove to prepare to make two batches of jelly.

The first time, Zhang Yunyue mainly talked about the operation and heat of mung bean jelly, while explaining. The operation of mung bean jelly is simple, but everyone doesn’t know how to extract starch.

The second time, Zhang Yunyue didn't say anything. She just made the jelly separately. Except for changing the size of the fire when necessary, she didn't say anything else during the whole process.

The second time is mainly to increase the impression on others, so watch it twice.

Everyone has almost remembered everything and said they can operate it themselves tomorrow, but they still need Zhang Yunyue to watch over them and remind them in time if anything goes wrong.

The mung bean jelly is ready. Almost two basins are made from one bucket, making four large basins in total. It looks like a lot, so they are all placed on the shelf and covered on the wooden basin with a dustpan, waiting to solidify.

Zhang's father fetched water from the well, and Zhang's mother and Zhu cleaned up the thatched hut before returning to the front yard.

Zhang Yunyue, Grandpa Zhang and Zhang Cheng were sorting out the things they would need for tomorrow's stall in the front yard. There was a wheelbarrow at home.

Grandpa Zhang took out the wheelbarrow and cleaned the dirt off it.

Then he placed two tables and ten stools flat on the car, found a small wooden box, put the cleaned bamboo tubes neatly inside, and put the peanuts in a larger bamboo tube.

The bamboo tubes placed in the box were just enough to fit everything. Zhang Yunyue lifted the wooden box with both hands and shook it gently. Only a slight collision sound between the wooden tubes could be heard. So there was no problem.

The chili oil is stored in a ceramic jar, which cannot be placed on a wheelbarrow, so you have to carry it in a backpack.

The things have been almost sorted out, and the things that should go in the backpack have been put into the backpack first.

It's finally time to take a break. Today, the Zhang family has been working non-stop and are almost catching up with the work in the fields.

At this moment, everyone gathered in the yard to rest.

"Grandpa, if we soak 20 more kilograms of mung beans tonight, will there not be enough? Once we sell them all tomorrow, business will definitely be good the day after tomorrow. People who have eaten them will definitely tell their neighbors and friends."

"Yeah, I thought so too. Let's soak 30 kilograms of mung beans tonight. I guess that's all we have at home. We can buy some mung beans in the village tomorrow."

"Okay, Grandpa, I'll listen to you."

After hearing what Grandpa Zhang said, Father Zhang got up, went to the utility room, took out the remaining mung beans, and soaked them all in a large basin.

"Yueyue, how much do you plan to sell a bowl of mung bean jelly and cold noodles for?"

"Well, that day we made about 6 bowls of mung bean jelly from two kilograms of mung beans, which means three bowls from one kilogram. One kilogram of mung beans costs 4 wen, and we also have to consider the cost of spices, oil, chili peppers, peanuts, etc. These things are relatively expensive. I think we can make 8 wen per bowl, and we can make half of it."

"Also, the vegetarian noodles in town are 7 cents a bowl. We have the magic weapon of chili oil. We can sell it at 8 cents a bowl and there will definitely be people who buy it, but that doesn't include the labor cost."

"Eight cents a bowl, half the profit, four cents a bowl, not a small amount, the labor cost is nothing. If I don't sell this, I won't make a penny staying at home."

After everyone had finished the discussion, Grandma Zhang asked everyone to wash up and go to bed, as they had to get up early tomorrow to knead the dough and make cold noodles.

The next day at the beginning of the Mao time (around 5 o'clock).

Zhang Yunyue was still in a dream when she heard footsteps and soft talking outside the door, but they disappeared after a while.

No sound came into his ears again. Zhang Yunyue turned over and continued to sleep.

When Zhang Yunyue woke up again, it was already past two quarters of an hour past the hour of Mao (6:).

At this moment.

"Yueyue, are you awake? Get up and have breakfast."

Zhang's mother knocked on the door outside Zhang Yunyue's house.

"Mother, I'm awake. I'll be right out."

Zhang Yunyue got out of bed, put on her clothes, made the bed, then opened the door and went out.

Zhang Yunyue saw the mung bean jelly tied to the wheelbarrow in the yard, as well as two pots of prepared cold noodles. In the backpack there were more than a dozen cucumbers, onions and coriander that had been picked this morning.

They have all been washed clean, drained and placed in a bamboo basket in the backpack. When you go to town, you can rinse them with water and use them.

I also filled two bamboo tube jars with ginger and garlic water with hot water at home in advance. There was no hot water in the town, so I had to prepare it at home and bring it to the town.

"Oh, mother, you have prepared the cold noodles. You have even washed the cilantro and green onions."

"Yeah, it'll take more than half an hour to get to town, so we must get up early. Go wash up and come eat."

After washing up, Zhang Yunyue sat at the dining table and ate breakfast.

"Yueyue, today you are going to town. Your father, mother, and eldest brother will go with you. Tomorrow your second uncle and your second aunt and second brother will go together. They will take turns to do the housework as well. But you will be more tired because you will have to go to town every day."

"It's okay. I quite like going to town. I can see more. It's also good for the family members to take turns going to town. It's a good opportunity for them to exercise themselves, especially the eldest and second brothers. They will definitely need to communicate with others in the future. If they learn how to avoid pitfalls now, they won't fall into them in the future."

"It's like this. Now that you're young, you can fall into a pit and still get up. But if you fall into a pit in the future, you may never be able to get up again."

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Xiaoyun, Xiaofeng, Yueyue is right. You must always remember this."

Several people nodded.

After dinner, the people who were going to town started packing up.

Zhang's father pushed the wheelbarrow, while Zhang's mother and Zhang Xingyun each carried a backpack and loaded all the things on it. No one let Zhang Yunyue carry it, as they were reluctant to let her do it.

Before Zhang Yunyue left, Grandma Zhang handed him 50 cents, mainly to buy salt, sauce and vinegar.

"Grandpa, grandma, second uncle, second aunt, let's go."

"Push slowly, don't rush, and be careful in town."

"Hey, I see."

When we arrived in the town, it was already noon.