My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

The lady running the noodle stall over there was not happy at all, but since she had eaten other people's porridge, she couldn't say anything, so she just turned around and went about her business.

Si Muyan said quickly, "Thank you for troubling me, Auntie. How about this: I can buy two meat buns from you. Our white porridge is only two cents, and the meat porridge and the wonton porridge are only five cents each."

The job of shouting was left to the younger sister. She was sweet-mouthed and good at talking, and quickly attracted customers. Although most of them were buying white porridge, it was still considered a good start.

By the time the morning market was almost over, Si Muyan and the other two had barely sold out their porridge. Because they were only able to sell it with the help of the lady from the bun shop, they sold it at a low price. In the end, not only did they not make any money, they even lost money.

The younger brother was very clever and good at accounting. He calculated silently for a while and then said, "According to the original plan, this porridge could be sold for 250 coins, but now..."

The younger sister strung the copper coins together with a straw rope, counted them, and said, "I sold them for 150 coins. I lost money."

Neither of them was in a good mood.

Meanwhile, Si Muyan was talking to the woman who was selling steamed buns and had just closed her stall. Upon learning her surname was Luo, she addressed her as Aunt Luo. The woman selling noodles on the other side was surnamed Tian and, as she was a bit older, she was addressed as Aunt Tian.

After understanding the situation of the morning market in general, Si Muyan called his younger brothers and sisters, carried the empty wooden barrel on his back, and greeted them with a smile.

"Aunt Luo, Aunt Tian, ​​our village is far from the county town, so we left first. Today, I am grateful to you."

Aunt Luo smiled and said, "Go back soon. You're such a good kid and you know how to earn money to help your family at such a young age."

Auntie Tian rolled her eyes and waited until everyone left before she said angrily, "Sister Luo, you're really too kind. We have to pay to sell things. They've taken up so much of our land, and you're still helping them?"

Aunt Luo smiled, "What place can three children occupy? I looked at the youngest boy, who was about the same age as my son Hutou. Hutou only knew how to play around, but he only knew how to help his sister with the work, carrying the bowls back and forth to wash them. He really worked hard. He's an honest child, too. He even came over to serve us porridge. Sister Tian, ​​didn't you eat the porridge too? Didn't you say it was delicious?"

Auntie Tian snorted coldly, "It's just a bowl of porridge. Can't you afford to make it at home? Let me tell you, my noodles are much tastier than their porridge. Besides, you can sell buns without any problems, but I sell noodles. How much business have they delayed me?"

Aunt Luo laughed out loud: "Sister Tian, ​​what are you talking about? Your noodles are much more delicious than their porridge, so how can you let them delay your business? Don't you think this is reasonable?"

"You..." Auntie Tian was so upset by her words that she didn't know what to say. She just kept silent, "I don't care. Just this once. Don't do this tomorrow."

Aunt Luo knew her temper and didn't argue. She just said, "It seems they've lost out today. I don't think they'll come tomorrow."

After the younger sister left, she was still unhappy and pulled her elder sister to say, "Sis, we lost money today. We won't sell this porridge anymore."

"If you don't sell porridge, what are you going to sell?"

How would my younger sister know? She muttered, "If we hadn't sold the pumpkin pie recipe, we could still sell pumpkin pie!"

The younger brother shook his head: "Third sister, what you said is not true. Haven't you seen that there are so many pumpkin pie shops on the street now? They can't sell any."

"That's because they don't cook well. The pumpkin pie we make is much more delicious because we use more oil and sugar."

The younger brother paused, thinking that what the third sister said made some sense, but since things had come to this point, there was no point in saying anything more, so he just asked the eldest sister: "Eldest sister, how about trying something else?"

Si Muyan asked: "What do you think of the porridge?"

“It’s delicious, but…”

Si Muyan said, "How can you always be so lucky in business? Do you sell everything right away? Pumpkin cakes sell well because they're fresh. Every household can make porridge. I just made it because it's not available at the morning market. You saw it at the morning market today. Some people don't cook in the morning and buy it outside. They like porridge. Our porridge is not expensive, so they're willing to buy it."

My younger sister said, “But we can’t keep selling at a loss, right?”

Si Muyan was confident about the porridge and said, "We still have a lot of rice at home, enough for us to make porridge for a few days, so let's give it a try."

My younger sister was not happy at first, but she thought that the autumn harvest would be coming soon and there was nothing else she could do, so she just let her do what she wanted.

Si Muyan thought that it was thanks to the fact that when she traveled through time, it was the autumn harvest time and it was a good year so everyone could afford to eat. Otherwise, the recipes in the mall would be of no use to her.

With the recipe, you can think of ways to make more delicious food, but unfortunately, a good cook cannot cook without rice.

The Si family's savings were too little, and the little money she had was not enough to buy anything.

Forget it, don’t think about this for now. The most important thing to do is to solve the current difficulties and increase income.

After cutting a pound of meat, the three of them went home.

The younger sister didn't understand: "Sister, you bought two pounds of meat yesterday, and there's still so much left. Why are you still buying meat?"

Si Muyan glanced at her and said, "Eat."

"Eat...meat?"

My little sister wanted to object, but when she heard about eating meat, her saliva started to water unconsciously.

She hadn't had a good meal of meat for a long time. When her eldest brother was alive, they could eat meat from time to time at home. After her eldest brother passed away, they became poor. But her second brother was strong and good at kung fu, so he could go up the mountain to get some game to satisfy their hunger. Now... now she can only rely on spending money to buy meat to eat.

The little brother's saliva flowed out directly, and he sucked it back.

He was the youngest child in the family. In the past, he was the first to eat any good thing in the family, and he was never treated unfairly in terms of food.

But he also understood that, given the family's current situation, how could they afford to eat meat regularly? He had eaten a piece of the chicken last time they killed it, and a little meat porridge yesterday, which was already quite good.

Si Muyan said, "We can bear it for a while, but what about your second sister? Her body is in serious condition and needs to be nourished."

It turns out it was for my second sister.

The younger sister was unhappy. The second sister was just being too self-indulgent. She was disobedient and insisted on running away with the guy named Jiang. Now that she came back, she was really a burden.

"Big sister, you said at the beginning that if Second Sister dared to come back, you would break her legs!"

Si Muyan knew the girl's temperament. She was a little thoughtful but soft-hearted person, so she nodded and said, "If you can't stand it, go break her legs."

The younger sister's face froze, and she pouted unnaturally: "I... forget it. Xia'er is so young, how can she be without a mother?"

On the way back, the younger sister put down the backpack and picked up the child. She warmed the goat milk and carefully fed the child, her eyes full of smiles.