Reborn 99 Days Later, Becoming a Landlady and Getting into Tsinghua and Peking Universities

Liang Yili asked, "Sister, you saw the whole process of me making jelly. Was it difficult?"

"It's not big! It's just..."

Halfway through her sentence, Liang Ruotao suddenly looked at Liang Yili: "You mean..."

"Yes. The process of making jelly is simple. If someone is interested in studying it, they can figure it out very quickly."

"The only time we can earn and seize is during this initial period," Liang Yili explained.

Their eyes met, and they said in unison:

"So, we can sell as much as we can in the next few days."

"Once someone figures out how to make jelly, we'll have already stockpiled a lot of peas. We won't be at risk of having our raw material supply cut off all at once, right?"

Liang Yili nodded: "Actually, not only peas can be used to make jelly, but broad beans can too."

But peas are the cheapest.

But by then, the price of peas may not be what it is now.

However, I don't plan to stock up too much; I'll only stock up for about 20 days, then I'll stop.

20 days, and school will be starting soon.

To earn money, she had to commute to school.

That means you have to rent a place and look for suitable small businesses in advance.

However, that's all 20 days from now. The most urgent task is...

"Sister, the two of us alone couldn't make 450 jin of jelly even if we made bald skin."

I'd like to ask my uncle and aunt to come and help. What do you think?

Liang Ruotao hesitated: "The jelly needs to be stirred constantly, two people won't be enough, will they? Or should we call the village chief's wife?"

Liang Yili nodded, thinking that the quantity would be increased later.

"Okay, I'll go tell them."

……

"Have you heard? That girl Pear has come up with a new food, and she says she can wholesale it to us so we can sell it nearby and make some profit."

Aunt A said excitedly.

Auntie B nodded quickly: "I've heard! I've heard that jelly is smooth and refreshing, and tastes especially delicious!"

"She's also harvesting peas... It's a pity my family only planted one plot last year; we should have planted more." Aunt A said with a regretful expression.

Aunt Bing looked at the two of them with disdain: "What's so new about this? You two don't know, do you?"

The girl specifically said, "I won't be including those two families."

Aunt B nodded: "I heard about it. That girl... she really holds a grudge!"

We're all from the same village, it's just a few words of gossip, isn't it?

Is it really necessary? Hey, why are you looking at me like that?

Aunt C looked Aunt B up and down and said, "I'm wondering if you've lost your mind."

Is that called holding a grudge?

What is the purpose of having children?

If her grandfather was bullied and she still fawned over him, that would be what makes her a coward!

I think Pear is a very good kid!

I value relationships!

With the Pear Sisters around, Uncle Sheng is sure to have a bright future!

Aunt B stammered, "No matter what, she's still a junior..."

"What's wrong with me? Do I deserve to be bullied?"

Elders should act like elders, and it is only natural for younger generations to respect them.

"I can't be bothered to talk to you."

Aunt A smelled the silent gunpowder in the air and quickly changed the subject:

"Two companies? Who's the third one?"

"That idiot Huayang Bo!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Yangbo's wife, who was resting nearby, suddenly looked up:

"why?"

Aunt Bing gave her a disdainful look: "What else could it be? Don't you know?"

Your uncle is trying to sell lobsters like people sell pears, and he even deliberately lowers the price in front of people. Isn't that just trying to disgust people?

"If it were me, I wouldn't want to make money with your family either."

Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law's face turned pale: "But, didn't we not sell a single one?"

Aunt C was speechless: "That's because Li Zi is so generous, giving away crayfish to guests for free!"

Working a day for nothing and then spending money on spices—what else is that but losing money?

Ugh, I can't be bothered talking to a bunch of clueless people like you.

Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law pursed her lips slightly: "Then what should I do?"

"What should we do? Hurry home and tell Hua Yangbo to stop doing that despicable thing!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law took off running home.

When he arrived home, Hua Yangbo was instructing his mother to start a fire.

He refused to believe that Liang Yili could offer free services for one day, and then continue to offer them for free every day.

Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law stepped forward and dodged the fire tongs:

"What else is there to do?"

Bozi, I'm not trying to be mean, but you're not getting any younger.

"He won't get married, won't earn money, and won't work in the fields. He eats and drinks our food every day, and that's fine, but why does he keep causing us trouble?"

Hua Yangbo protested, "How did I cause trouble?"

"Pear said in front of the whole village that her family's cold noodles won't include us!"

Seeing their blank expressions, Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law briefly explained what had happened.

Finally, she said, "Bozi, I'm begging you, please, please stop doing this, okay?"

How could Hua Yangbo possibly accept this?

He was still hoping to recoup his losses by selling crayfish!

But before he could speak...

Hua Yangbo's taxi driver returned carrying a hoe.

He threw the hoe on the ground, his face ashen, and said:

"The village chief just spoke with me."

He said if Bozi dared to cause any more trouble for Uncle Sheng and his family, he could forget about the homestead.

No sooner had she finished speaking than Hua Yangbo's sister-in-law broke down and exclaimed, "How can that be?"

She eagerly awaited the completion of the house so she could move out as soon as possible.

She had long since had enough of her lazy, good-for-nothing brother-in-law, her unproductive father-in-law, and her mother-in-law who was utterly biased.

Now that her dream is about to come true, are you going to tell her that it's going to fall through?

"No way! Bozi, what kind of crayfish are these? You absolutely cannot sell them anymore."

While Hua Yangbo's family was arguing, Liang Yili had already gone to the village chief's house.

He offered her 2 yuan a night to help out.

Hua Anyan is a reliable person.

Fearing that Liang Yili might be worried, he offered, "Lizi, would you like to sign something?"

Liang Yili was taken aback: "You mean the confidentiality agreement?"

"Correct!"

Upon hearing this, Hua Anyan's wife, Wang Baitao, seconded, "Let's sign one. You can rest assured, and I'll feel at ease too."

Not only Wang Baitao, but also Hua Anshan and his wife signed a confidentiality agreement.

Around 9 p.m. that evening, the three members of the family, grandfather, grandmother, and grandson, returned from their stall, washed up, and immediately went to rest.

When the first rooster crowed outside the window, the three of them jumped out of bed.

Soon, Mr. and Mrs. Hua Anshan and Mr. and Mrs. Hua Anyan arrived.

Seeing Liang Yili looking at him, Hua Anyan smiled sheepishly: "Many hands make light work!"

Hua Yuansheng was in charge of tending the fire.

The others stirred the paste.

Our stove is a typical southern stove.

There are two pots on one stove, one big and one small.

Liang Yili had estimated beforehand that one batch would yield about 60 jin (30 catties) of jelly.

450 jin (225 catties) of mung bean jelly needs to be cooked about 8 times.

Each session lasts half an hour, and the entire session takes about 4 hours in total.

Then there's the final batch for shaping.

That way, we can get the cold noodles out wholesale by around 6 a.m. the next morning.

By the end of the night, everyone's arms were incredibly sore.

Seeing that everyone was so sleepy they could barely keep their eyes open, Liang Yili quickly urged them to go and rest.

But since it was the first day of wholesale, no one was comfortable with it.

So, when the first villager carrying a bucket came to buy cold noodles wholesale...

He met seven pairs of pupils that were as red as rabbit eyes.

Caught off guard, the villager stammered, "Is it...is it done?"