A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

Grandpa Zhang nodded, "Okay, give these to me and your second uncle when the time comes, and call Carpenter Li from the village. It won't take more than two days to fix it. When the town is done, just ask Carpenter Li to carve a plaque, which won't take much time either."

Zhang Yunyue: "Okay, Grandpa. By the way, since we have already bought the store, the stall on West Street will be a month old soon. Why don't you choose a good day to open it so that the store in town can be opened at that time."

"Okay, I'll check the almanac to see which day is suitable for opening."

As soon as Grandpa Zhang finished speaking, he walked back to the inner room, took out an old almanac, and sat in the yard to read it.

"By the way, mother, when you are selling things, please also tell everyone that we are moving in a few days. Remember to tell everyone the location clearly, so that they won't be unable to find the place when they come to eat."

Mother Zhang looked at Zhang Yunyue and nodded, indicating that she understood.

Grandpa Zhang looked up the almanac and said, "I saw the date. Four days from now will be an auspicious day, suitable for opening the store. I will open a window at the door for two days and clean it for one day. That will be just right."

"By the way, I will take Carpenter Li and his two sons to the town with tools and wood to start the work."

Father Zhang: "Then I will still be in charge of setting up the stall these days. I will just use the wheelbarrow these days, and you can use the oxcart to transport the wood and tools."

Zhang Cheng: "Then I will still be responsible for grinding the soy milk at home in the morning. This is more laborious, so I will have to do it. I will go to the workshop in the afternoon to help Yueyue."

Zhang Yunyue handed the key of the restaurant to Grandpa Zhang, "Grandpa, it is still called Fugui Restaurant now. You should be able to see it tomorrow at the intersection of East and West Streets. The restaurant has two floors.

If you can't find it, go find Dad near the grocery store on West Street. Our rented stall is there, and Dad will take you there when the time comes."

"We know this. You and your second uncle just need to take care of the workshop."

"Uh-huh."

After Zhang Yunyue and the others finished their meal, Zhang Cheng carried the meat they bought from the town on his back, and took the key to the workshop to open the door and prepare for the afternoon work. Grandpa Zhang went to Carpenter Li's house in the village and asked Carpenter Li to bring his two sons to the town to work tomorrow, and then go home and carve a plaque in his free time.

Zhang Yunyue watched everyone go out, and sat alone under the locust tree in the yard. The sunshine made her more and more sleepy, so she went back to the house and took a nap.

When Zhang Yunyue woke up again, an hour had passed and there was no one in the yard.

After drawing a basin of water from the well and washing his face, Zhang Yunyue finally came to consciousness.

At this time, a sound came from the backyard.

"Brother, Xiaoxue, look at the peppers I picked. I have already picked so many."

"Hmph, second brother, I have also picked a basket. You see, I am not slower than you." Zhang Yunxue looked up at Zhang Xinghao proudly.

"Wow, you are all so amazing. Each of you picked so many."

After Zhang Yunyue poured the water out of the basin, he placed the basin under the eaves and went to the backyard.

Grandma Zhang, Mrs. Zhu, Zhang's mother, Zhang Xiaoxue, Zhang Xingyun and Zhang Xinghao were also picking peppers in the vegetable garden.

"Grandma, are you picking peppers?"

"Yueyue, you're awake. Yes, aren't some of the peppers in the vegetable garden red? Your mother and aunt said we should pick them and dry them in the sun, otherwise they will go bad in two days. Now that everyone is free, let's pick the peppers."

Zhang Yunyue looked at the red peppers that everyone was picking aside, and suddenly remembered that there is another kind of pepper that everyone likes on the table in modern times, the pickled pepper. This is especially delicious for hot pot, stir-fried dishes, and fried rice. Moreover, as long as this pepper is properly stored, it can last for one or two years.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yunyue felt that he could add another variety of peppers to his own pepper workshop.

“Grandma, let me help pick peppers too.” After saying that, Zhang Yunyue took a basket from the side, walked into the pepper field, and picked peppers with everyone.

"Sister, come here, I have a lot of red peppers." Zhang Yunxue waved to Zhang Yunyue.

Zhang Yunyue looked at Zhang Yunxue's cute appearance, walked to her side, bent down and started picking red peppers.

After Zhang Yunyue joined the team picking peppers, everyone picked for another quarter of an hour, and all the red peppers in the pepper field were picked.

Several people worked together to move all the picked peppers to the front yard. Looking at the nearly 100 pounds of red peppers in front of them, Zhang Yunyue decided to talk to Grandma Zhang and the others about making pickled peppers.

"Grandma, mother, second aunt, I won't dry these red peppers. I'm going to make pickled peppers. They can be eaten for a year or two, and as long as they are properly stored, they won't go bad in a year or two."

Grandma Zhang looked at Zhang Yunyue and said, "Yueyue, are you serious? Can it really be preserved for that long?"

"Of course, grandma, the main thing is that after the pickled peppers are cooked, they can be used in stir-fried dishes, fried rice, or hot pot. There are so many ways to eat them, and the taste is no worse than that of oily peppers."

Grandma Zhang looked at Zhang Yunyue's confident words and knew that what Zhang Yunyue said was delicious must be delicious. Over the past month, everyone's stomachs have been filled with delicious food by Zhang Yunyue.

"Okay, I'll listen to Yueyue and do whatever Yueyue says. When it's time to eat, let grandma try the pickled chili peppers, which are just as delicious as the oily chili peppers."

This is Zhang's father coming in from outside the yard and dragging the ox cart out of the yard.

"Dad, are you going to town to pick up Xiaofeng now?"

"Yes, Xiaofeng and his friends will finish school in half an hour. I will go pick him up now."

Zhang Yunyue thought about chopping the chili peppers, but if she used the kitchen knife at home, the chili peppers would get on her hands and she would not be able to bear the spiciness, and using a kitchen knife was too slow.

"Father, I'm going to town with you. I want to go to the blacksmith shop at the end of West Street to buy some things. Mainly, I don't know how to describe it to you. I have to go there and take a look."

"Okay, I'll hitch the cart to the ox first."

"Grandma, let's put the peppers in the main room first and cook them after I come back. I have to go buy some tools." There was sunlight in the yard at the moment, and she was afraid that if the sun was on for too long, it would not be suitable for making pickled peppers.

"Okay, then you and your father go, we won't move for now." After saying that, Zhang's mother and the others moved all the picked red peppers to the main room.

"Yueyue, the ox cart is ready, we can go now."

"Here I am, here I am." Zhang Yunyue took three straw hats out of the yard and gave one to Zhang's father: "For Dad."

He put on another one for himself, and then took the straw hat handed to him by Zhang Yunyue and put it on his head. Then he waved the whip and pulled the rope to lead the cow to the town.

When they arrived at the private school in the town, Zhang Xingfeng and his classmates had just finished school. Standing at the school gate, Zhang Yunyue saw the young boy walking out.