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

Aunt Zhu said, "I'd love to, but what about Dachun and Xiaochun?"

Although Dachun was sensible, he was only seven years old, and Xiaochun was only four. They were both too young. If they went out during the day and came back at night, Dachun and Xiaochun could still take care of themselves, but from what Si Muyan said, they were going to live in the city and wouldn't be able to come back for a long time.

Si Muyan said, "Dachun and Xiaochun can live in our house. Mrs. Zhu is here too, so there's no need to worry. Of course, I'm just asking you. You can discuss it and give me an answer tonight."

After she left, the couple was still looking at each other. On one side was the child, and on the other side was the way to make money. They were reluctant to leave.

Zhu Laoer puffed out his lips and said, "Look at the Si family. When Erlang just passed away, their family was so poor that they couldn't even make a sound. Now they have meat for every meal and can even open a shop in the county town. It shows that their business has a future. If we follow them, maybe we can also eat meat."

Thinking of eating meat, Aunt Zhu couldn't help licking her lips.

She was a little greedy, and what she hoped more was that Dachun and Xiaochun could eat meat.

"Then...send Dachun and Xiaochun to the Si family? I don't know how much the Si family can give us. I heard that the Si family asked Song Erqiang to pick us up and send us, and they can pay us 20 cents a day."

"Twenty cents is so much?" Zhu Laoer pondered. "We're going to live outside, and there are two of us. I think we can get at least forty cents a day."

Going out to do light work, they could earn thirty coins a day, and heavy work could earn fifty coins a day. If the two of them could earn forty coins a day, it wouldn't be much, but cooking porridge wouldn't be tiring, and two people would be doing the work of one person, so it was still a good deal.

The more Aunt Zhu thought about it, the more excited she became: "Dachun and Xiaochun are eating at the Si family. Their food is good. If we save a little, we can save at least 700 or 800 coins a month, right?"

"Yes." Zhu Laoer rubbed his hands, "Then I, then I'll go ask?"

Aunt Zhu said again, "But it's not good either. Letting the children live in a stranger's home, oh, I'm always worried."

Neither of them likes to trouble others. Now that my mother is living in the Si family and eating and drinking for free, it doesn't matter. I also send my sons over there, but it still feels like that's not right.

In the past, Zhu Laoer would have gone to discuss it with Zhu Laoda, but now he has completely cut off contact with his eldest brother's family.

"I'll go discuss it with the third brother."

Zhu Laoer went to Zhu Laosan's house and told him what had happened.

Zhu Laosan immediately said, "Second brother, why are you still hesitating? Of course we should go if there's a job that can make money. Besides, the Si family is very kind and takes care of our mother. If we help them with more work, it can be considered as a way of repaying them! Don't worry about Dachun and Xiaochun. With your sister-in-law and I here, we won't let them suffer."

Aunt Zhu also nodded. "Yes, let them live here. They can also help me take care of Erya and Sanya. My sister just asked me to introduce me to sewing work. I am worried that there is no one to take care of the children."

It was settled then. Si Muyan gave the couple sixty cents a day, and they were so happy that they stuttered.

My younger sister was the best at accounting, and she quickly spread her hands and said, "So, with this calculation, our shop, plus the supplies for Aunt Luo, after deducting various expenses, we can save two taels of silver a month, which is good."

The second sister frowned: "Two taels is fine, we can save some in the future."

The younger sister pouted: "Come on, why is Big Sister working so hard? She is not working hard for us."

The second sister said, "What else does she want to do?"

The younger sister didn't answer, she picked up Xiaoxia and coaxed her: "What are you trying to do? If you want to spend money, buy flowers for our Xiaoxia, okay?"

Xiaoxia was so amused that she started laughing.

The breakfast task was assigned to everyone, and Si Muyan rested for two days. Every day, he stayed in the empty room watching the chickens and ducks, or sat in the vegetable garden in a daze.

The medicines and feed for chickens and ducks in the mall are useful, but the rapeseed is of little use, not to mention the recipes.

Now that we have the energy, we should make use of it.

After flipping through the recipe, Si Muyan's eyes lit up when she saw the recipe for Malatang.

In modern times, although she opened a large chain of restaurants, when she was not socializing, she always liked to go to the restaurant near the university town that sold malatang and malatang hotpot.

By this time, I hadn't been to other restaurants, but I had never seen malatang or hotpot in the market or at Jixiang Restaurant.

In the original owner's memory, wealthy families also ate hotpot. Although the varieties and soup bases were not as many as those in modern times, they were already very rich.

Because of the rich variety, it is only popular among wealthy families. It is rare for ordinary people to eat it even once during the Chinese New Year.

Hotpot is a bit complicated, but what about simpler dishes like ma la tang and mala xiang guo? Snacks like oden should also have a market.

Si Muyan rested for two days, then went to the county town for two days, confirmed his idea, and went into the kitchen when he came back.

Follow the recipes in the store and prepare the base first. Many of the ingredients commonly used in modern times were not available at that time, but substitutes were made, and even if the taste was not as good as the modern ones, it was still very attractive.

My younger brother had just returned and smelled this pungent aroma. How could he bear it? He immediately went to the kitchen and asked, "Big sister, do you want me to help you?"

"You've been busy all morning, go and have a rest." Si Muyan didn't doubt him and kept moving the spatula in his hand.

The younger brother sucked his saliva and said, "It's okay, I'll help Big Sister light the fire."

The younger sister followed in, grinning and saying, "On the way here, I told you I was exhausted from all the good business. Now you're not tired anymore? Maybe you smelled something delicious and couldn't stop eating, right?"

"It will be ready in a moment. It's just right for you to help me taste it."

One was a spicy hot pot made with broth and a sauce that Si Muyan mixed herself. The other was a spicy hot pot, which was called a spicy hot pot, but it was mainly spicy and lacked spiciness.

The main reason is that there are plenty of peppercorns at that time, but no chili peppers, so we can only use other spicy things instead, but they are always a little worse.

Of course, Si Muyan was the only one who felt that it was a little off, while everyone else in the Si family was attracted to it.

The younger brother ate a bowl of spicy hot pot and a bowl of spicy hot pot with gulps. The spicy taste made his face red, but he was still very happy.

"It's delicious. The food that big sister cooks is really delicious."

Si Xingzhi politely ate some spicy hot pot and then some spicy hot pot, commenting, "I think this stir-fried hodgepodge tastes good, but the boiled ones are a bit worse."

Mrs. Zhu shook her head. "I prefer the boiled version. The fried version is a bit pungent. What seasoning did Miss Yan add? The taste is too strong."

My younger sister said, "It felt exciting at first, but the more I ate, the better it tasted. I loved it."

After eating carefully, the second sister shook her head and said, "It's because they gave me too much meat. If the eldest sister wanted to sell it, the cost of this portion would be quite high. If it's not cheap, how many people would buy it?"