The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Boss, your cold noodles." Song Feng delivered the goods to the restaurant.

When he arrived yesterday, he didn't dare to even lift his head in front of such a magnificent restaurant. Seeing it today, he was even more astonished by its opulence; the decor alone must have cost a fortune!

The restaurant in Qingshi Town is the largest, most expensive, and most luxurious, and that's no exaggeration.

The waiter stepped forward and took it. "So early? Here's one hundred coins, keep it safe."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

After finishing the delivery, he hurried back to his stall, worried about leaving his wife alone.

Back then, Fang Xiaoning was preparing cold noodles for the constable.

In Qingshi Town, everyone who sets up a stall has to pay rent, and the better the location, the higher the rent. These rents are collected in a special place and handed over to the government.

Similarly, after they paid rent, the government would send officials to patrol the area every day, with each section usually having its own designated official in charge.

Sometimes, when officials passed by their stalls, Fang Xiaoning would see them and pull them aside to make them a bowl of cold noodles.

Over time, they became familiar with the officials and the officials took good care of them.

At first, he felt sorry for her and didn't understand why she did it. In his wife's words, "It's easier to see the King of Hell than to deal with his underlings. Two bowls of noodles can bring peace of mind to the stall, so it's worth it."

When he saw a thug extorting money from a nearby vendor who was doing well, while the officials turned a blind eye, he realized that his wife had been very prescient.

Their little stall has never been run by anyone who extorts or causes trouble.

"Brother Feng, let's go buy a few laying hens in a bit. They'll be easy to raise in the yard. Everyone in the family isn't in good health, so they need to lay an egg every day."

"it is good!"

His wife was the same; she was so thin and bony, with no meat on her bones. Sometimes when he hugged her, he didn't dare to pull too hard, because he was the healthiest person in the family.

The wife is weak but doesn't realize it. She's always busy, saying she needs to replenish this and that, and she always forgets about herself.

His mother had mentioned to him that his wife was too thin to get pregnant, and that he should be careful and wait until she was fully recovered.

He had heard stories of women dying during childbirth and dared not be careless. This family, and he himself, seemed to be becoming increasingly inseparable from Xiao Ning.

Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll take her to see a doctor. Why isn't she gaining weight? Her appetite isn't bad either. Could it be because she was tormented by the Wang family a few years ago?

Wang Defa and his family are scoundrels!

He and Cui Hehua had been having an affair for a long time; he had seen them everywhere—on the mountains, in the fields, in the cornfields, and in abandoned houses.

Cui Hehua, in particular, was utterly depraved. Besides Wang Defa, he also saw her with an old bachelor and a widower…

This woman is utterly disgusting and despicable to the core; she should be dragged out and drowned.

"What are you thinking about?"

"It's nothing. Are you hungry? I'll go buy you some meat buns."

"No, it's hot, I don't have much of an appetite. Let's go buy something and eat at home."

"It's getting even hotter lately."

"It's better when it's hot. If it's hot, people won't have an appetite, and that's when our cold noodles will sell well." Similarly, they suffer more.

"Brother Feng, does anyone in our village have a stone mill?"

"Uncle Village Chief has some at home, what do you want to grind?"

"I'd like to try making a snack with soybeans. A variety of ingredients will give everyone more options. Also, try the mint water when you get back. If it tastes good, we'll bring a bottle over tomorrow and see if anyone wants to drink it."

It's so hot outside, some people get very thirsty after eating cold noodles.

"Okay, let's go back after we buy the things."

She bought four laying hens, flour, salt, and 5 jin (2.5 catties) of soybeans. Soybeans were cheap, only 3 wen (0.5 yuan) per jin. She planned to add some cold jelly, which is a popular item in the summer. Cold dishes are too easy to imitate, so she didn't want to make them herself.

"Why are we buying soybeans? Do you want to eat roasted soybeans?"

"I'm useful, you'll see when we get back."

Actually, rice and mung bean jelly is tastier, but the cost is too high and it's hard to sell. She went up the mountain twice but couldn't find any jelly beans, so she had to make it herself.

Making this involves manually grinding the powder, which is quite laborious.

Before, she would just buy the powder, boil water, and stir. Now, she doesn't know if it will even work or if it will solidify. She initially just scanned a video on Douyin (TikTok).

When Su saw the chicken and heard that it was an egg-laying chicken, her eyes crinkled with joy. Finally, her family had an egg-laying chicken.

Song An hurriedly went to the backyard to build a chicken coop and make chicken nests.

Song Feng didn't even have time to eat before going to the village chief's house to borrow a stone mill. The village chief wasn't home, and this time his wife didn't say a word, just told him to carry it himself. It wasn't big, but it was very heavy. Song Feng carried it home, drenched in sweat.

Why didn't you take the cart?

“I was afraid that if they needed it, it would be too embarrassing to push the cart there.”

Okay, fine, he's a bit of a goofball too.

After a short nap, Fang Xiaoning woke up to find that the soybeans she had fried before bed had turned into soybean powder. So, this man, he wasn't asleep?

He sighed, "Mom, could you boil some water for me? Once it boils, pour it into a basin and let it cool. I'll try making some herbal tea later."

"Ai!"

She sifted the soybean flour again, and ground the larger grains again.

Making soybean jelly is simple. The ratio of soybean flour to water is approximately 1:2.5. Add the soybean flour to the water, stir well, pour into a pot, bring to a boil over low heat, and then cook for another 15 minutes. Stir constantly during the cooking process to prevent it from sticking to the bottom.

The mixture in the pot had thickened. "Alright, Mom, you can turn off the heat now."

"Xiao Ning, what are you making?"