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

"Soaking wood chips in oil, who wouldn't do this? They cheated and swindled people, and they actually got so much silver in return. The Qiao family can do it, but we, the Song family, can't?" Boss Song said proudly while cutting wood chips.

There are already two jars filled with wood chips in front of me, but it is not enough, I need at least five more jars.

Even if the Han family found out that these things were fake, they would have made enough money.

They are not afraid of the Han family coming after them. If they don't reveal their address, they can just run away without a trace, right?

Song Dahua said: "When we take it to sell, we will say that we bought it from the Qiao family. The Qiao family has done this business with the Han family many times, and there is trust between them."

"Dahua has a good idea," said Old Lady Song. "Not only should we say we got the goods from the Qiao family, but we should also go at night so the Han family won't see too clearly."

After this discussion, the Song family became more confident.

People passing by the Song family's door couldn't help but feel curious when they saw the Song family members, young and old, working together to shave wood chips in the yard.

"What are you doing cutting wood chips so late at night?"

Song Lao Er walked over and slammed the door shut with a wary look on his face.

"Get lost, what's it got to do with you? Seriously, you're jealous of others making money and you want to find out what's going on."

Although the door was closed, the people outside heard everything Song Lao Er said.

People just don't understand what cutting these wood chips has to do with making money.

"Bah! The Song family is almost crazy about money and treats wood chips as treasures." The villager who spoke first spat and cursed.

"The Song family has gone crazy. They've lost their minds," someone said. "You know what? They found poisonous mushrooms from the mountains and went to town to sell them. They got beaten up, and now they're saying they can make money from wood chips."

"Ah, there is such a thing. Well done. The whole family's brains are broken." The person who spat was amused.

The Song family ignored the villagers' comments and were only immersed in the joy of making a lot of money.

"I've sold all the oil at home, and also bought 20 kilograms in town, which cost me a few hundred coins. I'll use the money from selling it tomorrow night to buy two large jars of oil." Old Lady Song said as she calculated.

Watching the oil being poured into the wood chips, she still felt distressed and could only comfort herself in this way.

By then, I will earn dozens of taels at once, and I can eat meat every meal, not to mention oil.

"By the way, mother, we have to sprinkle salt in it. What if the Han family wants to taste it? We won't be able to do it without salt." Song Lao Er came out of the kitchen, holding a salt shaker.

Watching him scoop out spoonfuls of salt and put them into the jar of wood chips, Old Lady Song felt a pang of pain in her heart again: "Put less, just enough so that you can taste the salt."

After a night of hard work, the Song family collected five jars of wood chips, weighed them, and found that the total weight, excluding the weight of the jars, was eighty kilograms.

Thinking that they would receive eighty taels of silver tomorrow night, the Song family members went to bed happily.

The Qiao family found 47 pounds of chicken mushrooms today, kept 2 pounds for food, and fried 15 pounds of dried mushrooms from the remaining 45 pounds.

Perhaps due to the effect of the magic water, and because he had been eating meat every day these days, Qiao Jianer no longer felt any discomfort in his body. He felt that every part of his body was full of strength and energy.

It's just that it's too small, I'll make it up slowly.

In the farm space, the small cabbages have grown into a green patch, as tall as a finger.

After reading the instructions, I found that the magic water cannot help people grow taller. For people, it mainly has the function of curing diseases and strengthening the body. Tonight, Qiao Lianer poured all the magic water on the cabbages.

There is no shortage of food at home now. When the animals grow up and are harvested, they will all be exchanged for gold coins.

Only when the gold coins increase can you upgrade, and only when you upgrade can you unlock more rights and interests.

What we should really care about are not these small cabbages, but those valuable species.

Now that we have more piglets at home, the task of finding pig food is divided into two parts according to the kitchen rotation.

Whoever is responsible for cooking is responsible for finding pig food.

Early the next morning, Dayong came in from outside, holding a two-month-old puppy in his hand, which looked a bit like a wolf.

"The Wang family's bitch and the wolf on the mountain gave birth to a litter of puppies. I thought our family should have a dog to guard the house, so I brought this best-looking and fiercest one here. Grandpa and grandma, do you think it's suitable? If not, I'll take another one back."

Old Master Qiao came over, picked up the puppy, looked at its paws, then at its teeth, and nodded: "When it grows up, it will be big and have sharp teeth. We can keep it. How much does the Wang family want?"

"The Wang family said that just giving eight or ten coins would be enough." Dayong scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I don't have any money with me, so I'll send it to the Wang family right now."

Old Mrs. Qiao would give each of her grandchildren some pocket money. Dayong was about to go into his room when Old Mrs. Qiao stopped him.

"He's such a good kid, and you're only giving him eight or ten cents. It makes us look stingy and like we're taking advantage of him."

"I think this little bastard is worth three hundred coins. Take three hundred coins."

As Old Mrs. Qiao said this, she went into the house, then came out and handed three hundred coins to Dayong.

"Grandma, this is too much." Dayong felt a little distressed.

"Give as much as it is worth. Remember, don't try to take advantage of the neighbors and people around you. Every penny you take is a waste, and it will be difficult to meet each other in the future. Sometimes it's okay to give more on your own initiative." Old Mrs. Qiao has lived for decades, and these are her summaries of experience.

The last time we went to the Song family to bring Qiao Yunni back, so many villagers spoke up for the Qiao family, not only because Qiao Yunni herself did nothing wrong in this matter, but also because of the character that the Qiao family had accumulated over the years.

Dayong said nothing more, took the money, and walked out the door with his long legs.

Qiao Laosan and Mrs. Lu were making pancakes in the kitchen. They used fine flour, made meat patties, and sprinkled them with chopped green onions. They were incredibly fragrant. Each pancake was half a finger thick and as big as a plate.

The Qiao family had never dared to imagine that they could eat such a cake.

Everyone ate two, and there was half left, which they packed and took to the mountain for lunch.

Mrs. Lu cooked another bowl of porridge, sprinkled some leftover fat and minced meat on it, and mixed it with oil and salt. Old Mrs. Qiao picked out a large bowl with a crack as a dog bowl, poured the porridge into the dog bowl, and the puppy came over with its tail wagging, and started to eat with a grunt.

Everyone found it very funny to see the puppy, which was not even as big as the bowl, eating with its tail raised and its front paws leaning against it, eating enthusiastically.

"By the way, Sister Jianer, just give the puppy a name." said Da Meng.

Qiao Jianer thought for a moment and said, "Gou Lai Fu, I hope everything goes smoothly for our Qiao family, so let's call him Da Shun."

"Dashun, this name sounds nice and is easy to pronounce." Zhizhi nodded.

Everyone agreed.

After eating, everyone went to work, some went to the fields, some went up the mountains, and some went to the town.

It was the two brothers Qiao Jianer and Dacheng Dayong who went to sell the squeezed mushrooms. However, when they reached the intersection, they saw people moving in front of them. The eldest and second oldest brothers Song, as well as Daming and Xiaoming, were walking towards them from both sides of the road and stopped them.