Five people carried the snails home. All the basins in the house were occupied, so Qingye ran back and brought a big basin, poured all the snails into it, and then Qingning found that there were a lot of river clams in the basin. They were quite good, so he dripped some oil into the water to feed them so that they could spit out the sand.

"What are you guys doing bringing back so many screws?" The people helping in the yard couldn't help but feel curious when they saw several people carrying a large basket of screws.

Seeing that it was Chen Ming's wife, Xue, Qingzhu smiled and replied, "Sister-in-law Ning, it's not that my Qingning is greedy and wants to eat snails, so Brother Qingye went to get a basket of them back."

"Sister Qingning, these snails taste a bit earthy and fishy when cooked, so they're not very good." It's not that the villagers don't like to eat this, but it's just not very tasty when cooked.

"Sister Ning, wait a couple of days until it spits out all the sand. When I'm done, come and try it."

In fact, it’s not that snails are not delicious. First, the sand must be spit out cleanly, and second, the seasoning must be sufficient. Seasoning is not cheap nowadays, so some salt is enough. Who would be willing to add anything else? Naturally, the taste will not be good.

"Okay, when you make the screws, remember to call me. I also want to try the craftsmanship of our Qing Ning."

"Lotus pods, don't forget Aunt Hongxiu. I want to try some too." A plump woman next to them joked. This was Uncle Changhai's wife Cheng Hongxiu.

"You are the only one who has a mouth, and you want to eat the children's food." Another old woman who was about the same age as Mrs. Chen scolded.

Cheng didn't care and smiled at the old woman.

A few young ones naturally went to clean the freshly picked bamboo shoots, and those who picked vegetables were also busy.

I kept some of the bamboo shoots I picked today to eat in the evening, and used the rest to pickle them. I washed a big jar and made more soaking pots. Qingzhu helped me and we prepared to pickle wild onions after the bamboo shoots were soaked.

Cut off most of the wild onion leaves and leave the small part for later use. Heat oil in a pan until fragrant, add chili peppers and ginger, add soy sauce, white wine, sugar, and salt, stir-fry evenly, then set aside to cool. Add the wild onions and stir well. Place in a clean jar and seal. You can eat it in a few days.

After making pickled bamboo shoots and wild onions, I cooked the day lilies I picked. I picked so much today that I filled a large jar with them, enough to last me a long time. It was getting late, so it was time to prepare dinner. Seeing that there were so many people around, I thought about making sweet potato pancakes for dinner, and a couple of stir-fried dishes should be enough.

"Second sister, let's make some sweet potato pancakes for dinner. Is Big Sister free?" She couldn't make noodles. She was too small to take care of the food for so many people. Even if she was put on the table to knead the dough, she wouldn't be able to make any dough.

"My elder sister is probably busy. I'll go call mom to knead the dough." Then he walked out of the kitchen.

"Mom, let's have sweet potato pancakes tonight. My sister and I can't make them, so you go and knead the dough." When Tan heard her daughter calling her, she put down the work in her hands and went into the kitchen.

A dustpan filled with sweet potatoes, the mother and her two companions worked together, peeling, washing, dicing, steaming, kneading the dough, and making the pancakes. With so many people, the preparation naturally required more. When had they ever used so much whole grain flour before? It filled a whole bamboo sieve with pancakes.

The people helping out in the courtyard saw that it was almost time for dinner, and since they couldn't afford to eat at someone else's house all the time, they were about to go back, but Old Lady Chen kept them there. She confiscated their contributions, and it would be embarrassing if they didn't eat. There wasn't much good food, so they were told to make do with what they had. Unable to refuse, they all accepted.

Seeing that it was getting late, Qing Ning asked her second sister to light a fire and stir-fry a pot full of bamboo shoots and pork. She also stir-fried a large plate of leeks and a large plate of green vegetables, and cooked a pot of egg drop soup with scallions. Naturally, there was no room in the house, so everyone ate in the yard. She asked Qing Yu to go to the workshop and call the people who were building the house to come over. Chen Changjiang also came back with them. He went to his own workshop after work.

When everyone saw that there was still meat, they were both happy and embarrassed, and only went to the two dishes. The Chen family knew everyone's restraint at a glance, and quickly invited everyone to eat meat.

"Come on, eat. You come to help and these dishes are not enough. If you complain, I won't let you help in the future." Old Mrs. Chen's words made people feel comfortable. No one refused, and soon everyone finished their meal.

Everyone was still hungry after eating, but their stomachs were full, otherwise they could have eaten more.

"Grandma, who made this dish? It tastes so good I almost swallowed my tongue."

Aunt Hongxiu's daughter is the same age as Qingning. She has been helping here with her mother today. Children from poor families have to learn to do these chores from a young age.

"You, this was made by your sister Qingning. You said you are a few months older than Qingning, but why don't you cook well?" Seeing her daughter looking silly, Cheng Hongxiu felt that comparing herself with others could make people angry.

"That's not something you can say. Qingyue is such a sensible girl. She's so young and yet she can help take care of Qingtian and do the work. She's no worse than my Qingning."

"That's right, Second Aunt is right." The little girl took over Tan's words directly: "I am such a good child."

Everyone was amused by her cute little expression. After dinner, they didn't stay any longer because they still had to go pick mushrooms tomorrow. They made a lot of money selling mushrooms these past two days.

After everyone had left and the house was tidied, Qing Ning lit the candles she had bought today, and they were indeed much brighter than the oil lamp.

He took out the money for buying sauce today from his pocket. Except for the eldest and second sisters, the expressions of the others were as expected. After a while, they came to their senses.

Tan suddenly grabbed Qing Ning's ear and said, "You silly girl, you are so brave. You carry such a large sum of money in your arms and run around without worrying about losing it."

Qing Ning begged for mercy repeatedly. Li quickly rescued her and held her in her arms, tapping her forehead: "You are young but brave, you deserve it."

Qingning felt a little aggrieved, because she had forgotten about it!

"Okay, okay, don't talk about the child. You should never do this again next time. If it gets lost, who are you going to ask for it?" Old Mrs. Chen tried to smooth things over at the right time.

Qing Ning told the family about what happened at the restaurant today and what happened with Old Man Yu. The family was also quite frightened. This Qin pepper was really too valuable. But after hearing that Qing Ning had already discussed it with Old Man Yu, they didn't say anything more.

I also returned the money for snacks that Qingke gave me yesterday, but Qingke said he didn't want anything.

"Big sister, take it. This dim sum business is yours, and you and I will split the profits. Since we've agreed on this, let's stick to it."

"But, you were the one who negotiated this business, and you provided the materials. I can't take all the money." She felt uneasy about taking the money. Although it was agreed that there would be a profit share, the materials should still be returned to Qing Ning.

"Sister, there's no rush. You still need to make a profit. Keep track of the material costs. Once you've made a profit, you can give me all the material costs."

Seeing that she insisted, Qingke thought about it and felt that what she said made sense, so he didn't insist anymore.

"Grandma, Father, Aunt, Mom, now that I have money, I want my brothers and sisters to go to school."

This sentence was like a drop of water dropped into a frying pan, shocking everyone.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like