The two brothers knocked on the door of the village chief, Uncle Xie, carrying a pot of still-cold sour plum soup. When the village chief saw that it was Xie Songbai, he warmly invited him in. But when he saw Xie Songlin behind him, his face suddenly changed.

"Songbai, what are you doing?"

"It's like this, Uncle Village Chief, my fourth brother wants to go to town to do some small business tomorrow, and would like to borrow your ox cart. Is that okay with you?" Xie Songbai stated his purpose directly.

"Business? Him?" The village chief snorted coldly, his tone full of doubt and disdain. "What kind of business? Selling children?"

Xie Songlin felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. Apparently, the fact that his original body sold his son for gambling money had made him notorious in Xiejia Village. Even the usually gentle and kind-hearted village chief was not happy with him.

However, Xie Songlin seemed to have anticipated this. He also knew that this would not be able to reverse everyone's bad impression of him, so he did not care about the cold faces of others.

"Uncle village chief, I want to go to the dock in the city to sell this sour plum soup. I brought you a pot as well. Please help me taste it." Xie Songlin handed over the teapot with a smile.

"Try it, Uncle Village Chief. My fourth brother has really changed this time and really wants to do business." Xie Songbai helped pass the things forward. "Try it, it tastes really good."

The village chief finally gave Xie Songbai some face and took the sour plum soup. The coldness to the touch made him take it seriously. He asked his son Xie Dachun, who was waiting on the side, to go to the kitchen to get a few large bowls. A pot of sour plum soup was just enough to fill five large bowls.

"Try it everyone." The village chief raised his hand to signal everyone in the family to try it. As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Dachun couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and took a big sip. He was immediately surprised by the taste and coolness of the iced sour plum soup.

He drank the sour plum soup in one gulp and let out a satisfied sigh while holding the empty bowl.

"It's delicious. It's so delicious, sour and sweet. And after taking a sip, I feel refreshed all over." Xie Dachun said, "Brother Songlin, how do you sell this sour plum soup?"

"One cent a bowl. If you buy four bowls, you get one free. That's just enough for a pot like this." Xie Songlin had agreed on the price with Cheng Hui on the way back. Since it was a zero-cost business, the price should be kept as low as possible, preferably a price that everyone could afford. Although the selling price was low, if they could sell hundreds of bowls every day, it would add up to a considerable income.

"This pot is only four cents?" Xie Dachun was very happy with the low price. "Then I'll buy a pot, Brother Songlin. I'll come to your house to pick it up tomorrow night, okay?"

"Thank you, Brother Dachun, for taking care of the business." Xie Songlin bowed and thanked him. He felt the ancient people's love for sour plum soup and gained more confidence in the business.

Seeing his son's reaction, the village chief took a sip and immediately his mouth was filled with saliva. The refreshing feeling was like a revelation. The village chief thought to himself, this is indeed a good deal. With this plum drink, Xie Songlin's chances of success would soon come.

"It tastes really good, and it's a good business." The village chief said to Xie Songlin, "Since you've decided to start a new life, you should continue this business well. Once you make money, bring your two sons back as soon as possible."

"Uncle Village Chief, I know. I will definitely be a good person in the future."

"Well, let Songbai lead the way tomorrow." The village chief nodded slightly, then couldn't help but give a few more instructions. "Songlin, you're the only educated person in our village. We all hoped you could become a great scholar, bring honor to our family, and bring glory to our village. But you've made so many foolish mistakes. If you make money again, don't gamble anymore."

"Yes, thank you, Uncle Village Chief," Xie Songlin said respectfully. "Uncle Village Chief, you can't let me use your ox cart for free. Every time I go to the city to borrow your ox cart, I give you ten cents as rent. I will come to bother you often in the future. Don't worry, I will keep my promise and will not default on your rent. I will pay you back every time I come back from the city."

Seeing that Xie Songlin was more polite than before, the village chief also gained some trust in him. Although his family was considered a wealthy family in the village, no one would complain about having too much money. Now that the old ox had finished plowing the fields, it was useless and would be idle at home. It would be good if he could take this opportunity to earn some money.

"Okay, I believe you." Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the village chief's face.

After thanking Xie Songlin repeatedly, he followed Xie Songbai out of the village chief's house. After returning home, he filled a pot of sour plum soup and asked his elder brother to take it home. They also made an appointment to go home and continue to cook sour plum soup the next day.

I boiled sour plum soup in two large wooden barrels. Each barrel can hold about 150 bowls of sour plum soup. The two barrels can be sold for about coins. I packed up everything I need for setting up the stall tomorrow and just wait to add ice cubes tomorrow morning.

After tidying up, Xie Songlin went to bed. Looking at Xie Wanxing and Xie Heng who were already fast asleep, he and Cheng Hui began to discuss tomorrow's arrangements in a low voice. They would first go to the dock to set up the stall. After his eldest brother and the village chief's family had tried the soup, Xie Songlin was not worried that the sour plum soup would not sell. He just needed an opportunity to promote it.

"After pawning the bracelet tomorrow, I'll redeem my two sons first. If there's any money left, I'll buy some more things for the house, such as pots, pans, rice jars, and so on. The things at home are too modern and I don't dare to take them out. I'll buy some rice and flour and put them in the rice jar at home as a cover. Then I can move all the rice and flour at home and use them." Cheng Hui carefully wrapped her daughter's small gold bracelet in a handkerchief. She hadn't exchanged the money yet, but she had already started thinking about what to buy.

"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say. Buy whatever you want, eat whatever you want. We'll have plenty of money in the future." Xie Songlin clasped his hands together again and covered his belly button, saying aggrievedly, "But I'd better buy a quilt tomorrow. I want to cover my belly."

……

Cheng Hui and Xie Songlin, who had been happy all day, were startled by Xie Wanxing sitting beside the bed when they woke up in the morning. Then their daughter announced bad news.

"Good news, the sour plum soup and ice cubes have been replenished, but the gold bracelets haven't." Xie Wanxing frowned, "I guess only food and daily necessities can be replenished, not gold and silver jewelry. We still have to move some things out in the next two days to see what can be replenished and what can't."

"It's good enough to have some food for daily use. We can't be too greedy. It's good enough to be able to do some small business with the space. If there is no income, I wouldn't dare to spend it even if I sold it as a big gold bracelet." Xie Songlin felt that the bad news was not so difficult to accept. He raised his hand and touched Xie Wanxing's head. After his daughter changed from a girl in her twenties to a little girl of four years old, he especially liked to touch her head.

When Xie Wanxing was a child, he often worked outside to earn money for his family. When he had free time, his baby daughter had grown into a graceful young girl. She was no longer spoiled and was well-behaved and sensible. After the family came here, he even felt a little relieved. This time he could finally watch his daughter grow up.

When Xie Songbai arrived at the gate of the courtyard with the ox cart, Xie Songlin had already prepared two buckets of sour plum soup with a lot of ice cubes and other necessary things. He moved the two large wooden barrels onto the cart and sat in the back with Cheng Hui. Since they both didn't know how to drive an ox cart, Xie Songbai had to sit in the front and drive the cart this time.

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