My humble days in ancient times

When we were setting up our stall that day, Shopkeeper Zhao came and said, "I want chili oil every day from now on. I'll take as much as you can get."

Xu Ruyi smiled and said, "Okay. From now on, I won't be setting up a stall anymore. I'll just make chili oil at home."

After closing the stall, Xu Ruyi went to buy ingredients.

After lunch, they started cooking, with Xu Ruyuan helping to light the fire. Xu Ruyi asked Xu Qinghe to buy a few large vats.

Xu Ruyuan put on the mask made by Xu Ruyi for her, but she still felt choked.

Xu Ruyi reminded: "If you can't, go out and get some fresh air."

Xu Ruyuan really ran out and felt that the air outside was really good.

Xu Qinghe bought five large vats, each of which could hold three hundred kilograms of water.

Place it in the kitchen, safe and out of direct sunlight.

Xu Ruyi was very satisfied.

Xu Ruyi has now become very proficient and knows the proportions very well.

Two pots can cook 500 kilograms in half a day.

The next afternoon, when Shopkeeper Zhao came, the five large water vats were already full. He was shocked to see how much they had cooked.

This time, Shopkeeper Zhao brought several large wooden barrels. After the barrels were filled, they were covered with oilcloth. Finally, they were covered with barrel lids and tied with ropes.

Xu Ruyi gave an extra twenty kilograms.

Shopkeeper Zhao said with a smile, "Young lady really knows how to do business."

Xu Ruyi also smiled and said, "I'll give you some every time from now on."

Shopkeeper Zhao was delighted to hear this.

The total this time was 1,456 kilograms, minus the change, and then another 20 kilograms were delivered.

But if we only count 1,450 jin, 15 wen per jin means 21 taels of silver plus 750 wen.

Xu Ruyi and Xu Qinghe looked at the silver in their hands with smiles on their faces.

Xu Ruyi and Xu Qinghe calculated the family's silver. They had earned twenty taels when the family was divided, fifty taels from selling the secret zongzi recipe, and twenty taels from Wang Erdan's loss. Then there were the egg pancakes, rice balls, and chili oil sold three times, minus the donkey cart and daily living expenses. The total was now two hundred and twelve taels, not counting the copper coins.

The next day, the brother and sister closed their stall and went to the bank to exchange their silver notes. They exchanged them for two, each worth one hundred taels. They finally felt relieved.

Then the brother and sister went to the real estate agency to ask if there were any houses for sale near the college, but there were still none.

Xu Ruyi bought a lot of ingredients and took them home.

After lunch, Xu Qinghe did not go to the mountain, but helped to light the fire and make chili oil.

Manager Zhao came every other day and took away almost 1,500 kilograms of goods.

Now Xu Ruyi can make chili oil peacefully at home, making some in the morning and some in the afternoon, without any rush.

Xu Qinghe went to set up the stall alone, and then bought the ingredients after closing the stall.

This distribution is good.

As the days go by, even the wind is hot, and summer is here.

Xu Ruyi and his two siblings would enjoy the cool breeze in the courtyard. Each of them had a palm-leaf fan. The night breeze was cool and refreshing.

Insects chirp and frogs croak in the fields and ponds, and birds sing and flowers bloom in the mountains.

But when night falls, Xujia Village becomes exceptionally quiet. Without the hustle and bustle of a busy city, without the noisy chatter of the villagers, only tiny fireflies dance across the night sky, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes left, sometimes right, like tiny stars twinkling with faint light, bringing a touch of mystery and romance to the silent night.

Xu Ruyi remembered that when she was a child in the countryside in her previous life, there were frequent power outages. Some people would shout, "The power is outage." Then many villagers would hear it and know what was going on.

If a phone call comes in, someone will shout, "The phone call is coming in." Then someone will follow suit and also shout, "The phone call is coming in..."

Then everyone in the three rows in front and behind knew about it and immediately turned on the lights. Then those who were watching TV watched TV, those who were playing cards played cards, and those who were working worked...

When the silence of the night was broken by someone's shouting, Xu Ruyi would tilt her ears and listen carefully, as if there was a magic force forcing her to listen carefully. In fact, she just couldn't help but want to listen.

At that time, we were most afraid of power outages in the summer and not being able to turn on the electric fan.

Xu Qinghe would often play with the four siblings in the yard, and Xu Ruyuan would occasionally playfully chase and catch fireflies.

At this time, Xu Ruyuan and Xu Qingyan would beg Xu Ruyi to tell them a story, and then Xu Ruyi would tell them a story.

Xu Ruyuan would tell the story to other people in the village the next day after listening to it. Gradually, everyone in the village, young and old, knew that Xu Ruyi could tell stories.

That day, many children came to Xu Ruyi's yard: Da Niu, Da Hu, Er Hu, and a few girls.

Da Niu, Da Hu and Xu Qinghe are about the same age, but they don't usually play together.

Da Niu said, "Ruyi, I came here today to listen to your story. Please tell us!"

"Sure, but please don't laugh at me if I don't speak well."

Daniel waved his hands: "No, no."

Xu Ruyi thought for a moment and said, "Then let's tell you the story of Chenxiang saving his mother. Once upon a time, there was a deity in heaven named San Shengmu..."

When Xu Ruyi spoke, everyone listened with gusto, afraid to miss a word. Afterwards, they whispered and laughed for a while.

Xu Ruyi specifically told her not to interrupt her while she was telling the story, so the scene was quiet and no one spoke while she was telling the story.

The surprise and excitement on many children's faces told Xu Ruyi that they seemed to have never heard any stories before.

It was the first time that Danniu had heard such an interesting story. He was not satisfied with just one, so he said, "Ruyi, tell us another one!"

Xu Ruyi thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let me tell you about the Emperor's New Clothes. Once upon a time there was an emperor who loved beautiful new clothes. He was willing to spend all his money on them. He didn't care about the army, didn't like going to the theater, and didn't like riding in a carriage to the park, unless it was to show off his new clothes..."

After everyone heard this, Da Niu couldn't help laughing. He asked, "This emperor has no clothes on at all. He's not afraid of being embarrassed in front of so many people."

Xu Ruyi smiled and said, "The foolish emperor was deceived by a liar. No one dared to tell the truth, only that child dared to tell the truth."

Xu Qingyan said: "The emperor has no clothes, so he is naked, haha..."

Xu Qingyan laughed, and the others followed suit.

Everyone laughed for a while, and Xu Ruzhi saw that they had no intention of leaving, so he said, "Then I'll tell you one last story. After that, everyone can go back and get some rest, okay?"

"Good..." Everyone cheered, and the noise was a bit noisy.

Xu Ruyi began to talk: "The sun was warm, and a mother duck began to hatch her ducklings. Each duckling had yellow feathers, but there was one duck that was big, skinny, and ugly. It was different from the others..."

After Xu Ruyi finished speaking, everyone was still immersed in the story.

Finally, someone led the applause and everyone followed suit. This surprised Xu Ruyi, and she felt touched by the recognition.

Even Erhu, who is usually naughty, behaved very sensibly tonight.

Da Niu couldn't help but praise: "Ruyi, your stories are so interesting. How come you can tell so many interesting stories?"

Xu Ruyi smiled and said, "I just made it up. I also made up some things based on inspiration I got from storybooks!"

"What a fabrication! It sounds pretty good to me. Can I come tomorrow night? I want to listen to it again. It's so good." said Da Niu.

Others also joined in the fun, saying, "That's great, Sister Ruyi, let's listen to it again tomorrow night."

Xu Ruyi nodded and said, "Then come back tomorrow night. Now everyone go back and rest."

As Daniu led everyone away, they continued discussing the three stories Xu Ruyi had told them. Each one was more fascinating than the last.

At this time, Huang Guiyun's voice came from a distance: "Da Hu and Er Hu, come back quickly. Where have you been? If you don't come back, you will be beaten."

Huang Guiyun's voice was shrill and sounded particularly harsh.

Erhu replied, "Mom, we'll be back soon!"

Erhu's voice echoed in the night sky.

Xu Ruyi suddenly felt that this scene had a bit of the flavor of her childhood in the countryside in her previous life.