Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Ling Yin became interested when she heard this: "What's the way to make money?"

The family didn't have any money to make, so they would wait for the harvest, leave some food for the family, and exchange the rest for silver. Her father, Ling Laosan, was a carpenter, but he didn't earn much, barely enough to cover the family's expenses.

"It's the kimchi you just sent to our house. I tried it and it's delicious. If we sell it on the street, it will definitely be popular with customers."

The light of hope that had risen on Ling Yin's face was mostly extinguished.

"Sister Jian'er, do you think our family has never done this? We once sent pickled vegetables to the tile market in the west to sell, but they didn't sell well." She shook her head and smiled bitterly.

There is a tile market in the west, selling groceries, such as local specialties, home-grown vegetables, pickles and sauces. There are no stalls there, or you have to snatch one up, so people just sit on both sides of the street, put the goods in front of them and sell them.

"Listen to me, the cooking method of kimchi needs to be changed, and the location of the stall needs to be changed," said Qiao Jianer.

The kimchi made with mustard and minced ginger is already delicious, and it will be even more delicious if you change the spiciness.

In the world she came from, kimchi has always sold well. In a country called Smecta, everyone there eats kimchi.

"How else can kimchi be cooked?" Ling Yin asked curiously.

"You have to use the kind of chili peppers I sell. It will taste better."

Dayong immediately interjected: "We won't ask you for money. We have plenty of chili peppers. Feel free to use as much as you want."

Of course, he was not being generous with his family's money. If there were any costs, he had some money on him that could be used to offset them.

The corners of Qiao Jianer's mouth twitched. "Cousin, can you be worth a little more?" she asked, although she had never thought about asking for money.

"Ah, you don't want money?" Ling Yin was confused again.

The carriage ride was free, and the chili peppers were free too. The Qiao family treated her so well.

Looking at Dayong's somewhat eager eyes, she vaguely understood in her heart.

The brother and sister came after her in a horse-drawn carriage, hoping to make her rich at a low cost.

A touch of emotion arose in my heart, warm and soft, like cotton that keeps you warm in winter.

Qiao Jianer: "No, just give us some after you make it."

Ling Yin thought it was feasible. She had tasted the chili peppers sold at stall number eight. The direct yet non-pungent spicy taste was exactly the spicy taste of her dreams. And to be honest, the color was also nice. If used on kimchi, it would definitely be bright yellow.

She was moved.

"Then I'll go back and try it. If it tastes better, I'll rent a stall."

Dayong secretly pinched his sleeve, where was the pocket money that Old Mrs. Qiao gave to their grandchildren. There should be about two taels. If two taels was not enough, then he would ask his second and third brothers to borrow.

However, if he gave Ling Yin so much silver at once, Ling Yin would definitely not accept it. What excuse could he use?

Just pretend to lend her the money, and after they get married, she won't have to pay it back.

Thinking of this, Dayong felt that he was very smart.

"You don't need to rent a stall." Qiao Jian'er said, "When you're done, bring it to my stall and I'll sell it to you."

Dayong looked at Qiao Jianer in surprise. He thought his method was clever, but his sister Jianer's was even smarter.

Ling Yin's eyes flickered. It was true that there were many people at stall number eight, and selling kimchi was just a matter of convenience. Maybe she could sell a lot this way.

She picked up Qiao Jianer in one go and held her up to her own height.

"You're so kind! When you make some money, you can take a share. Otherwise, I won't be using your stall for nothing."

When Qiao Jianer was lifted up like this, he felt that both shoulders were about to be dislocated, and his side ribs seemed to be cracking.

Seeing Ling Yin lifting her so easily, he thought that his future sister-in-law must be quite strong, and maybe she and Brother Dayong would give birth to a strongman.

Fortunately, Ling Yin put her down immediately.

Fearing she might feel pressured, Qiao Jian'er didn't refuse immediately: "Let's talk about it after we make some money. The cabbage recipe needs to be improved. Let me tell you the method. Sister Lingyin, you can adjust it a little. Once it's done, let it sit for more than half a month. It will taste even better."

Then, she explained the method in detail, and Ling Yin listened carefully. She also followed a similar process, but added some new ingredients and changed the steps slightly.

Dayong took the chili powder down from the carriage. There were fifty kilograms of it. It was pounded and kept for tomorrow. It was enough to pickle a lot of kimchi.

There was so much money, Ling Yin wanted to pay again, but seeing Dayong's face slightly frowned, she didn't know what to say. She just wanted to give part of the money from the sale to the Qiao family after it was made.

People came specifically to help her make money, and she will always remember this kindness.

Qiao Jianer drove away in the carriage.

Before leaving, Dayong did not forget to give each of the siblings a handful of candy.

Ling Yin watched the carriage leave.

"Sister, these two brothers and sisters are so good. It would be even better if this brother could become my brother-in-law and give me candy every day."

"You're so talkative. What do you know at such a young age?" Ling Yin raised her hand, pretending to be angry and wanting to hit Ling Xiao, but she didn't notice that a hint of shyness also appeared on her face.

"Shame on you, sister, you're shy." Ling Xiao made a face at Ling Yin and ran into the carriage.

Ling Yin also got on the carriage, but did not scare him again.

"Brother, what do you think of Brother Dayong?"

"Brother Dayong is very good."

"What?"

"Because Brother Dayong gave me candy." Ling Xiao said while eating candy.

Ling Yin smiled, touched the back of Ling Xiao's head, and said nothing more.

But a hint of hesitation appeared on her face, more of a sense of uneasiness.

She just hoped that the issue at home could be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise, how could she dare to think about her own happiness.

Ling Yin lowered her head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

The Song family has been busy since yesterday evening until now, without sleeping all night, and finally prepared the ingredients.

When they returned to stall number six, they all had dark circles under their eyes, looked listless, and could barely walk.

I originally came to clean up the things, but I saw that all the pots, pans, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, remaining charcoal, and wooden stalls had been taken away.

Old Mrs. Song suddenly collapsed, sat on the ground, crying and cursing.

The eldest and second oldest Song came over, supporting each other.

"Did you take away the oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, pots and bowls of our Song family?"

The Qiao family pretended not to see them and continued to entertain the guests.

However, the two of them thought that this was a sign that the Qiao family was guilty, and they became more certain in their hearts.

"You are just being lazy. Look at how much you have on your stall. Return our things to us." The two men quickened their pace, but their eyes were fixed on the bamboo basket full of copper coins like hungry wolves.

There are at least ten taels in it. Once I get it, won’t the cost be recovered?