Chapter 704 Braised pork (please give me a monthly ticket)

Otherwise, what would you say when you meet Fu Xin if you return to the Xia Dynasty in the future?

He said hello, brother, I used to be a brother and my dad, and I even hugged you when I was two and a half years old.

It would be strange if Fu Xin didn't do it on the spot when he heard this.

In this way, after the goods were sold out in the morning, they calculated that they sold a total of 127 cents today.

Sold nineteen bowls of soy milk.

This is because Song San did not add more water to it, otherwise he could have sold more.

Some people don’t like the taste of mixed soup, so although they know that Song San’s business is booming, they have never come to visit.

But it’s different if you get soy milk.

The soy milk has a strong smell, and it smells fragrant, and it looks like it has an appetite.

It was warm and steaming to drink it into your stomach.

At the beginning, Song San and Xu Erni were thinking about asking Chen Nian to take the opportunity to find one. After all, many of the families who said they were not asking them to give out anything. Just buy some cloth and some food as a betrothal gift, and

I will also bring some dowry here.

However, when Chen Nian cut and smashed, he deliberately slowed down his movements, and from time to time he let his knife tilt, cutting out pieces of different sizes or pieces of different thicknesses to hide his weakness.

But as long as you can make money, it will be hard work, and you have not done it before.

But after Chen Nian refused a few times, Song San knew his son's intentions and stopped forcing him.

A thousand coins are just one hanging, and one hanging is equivalent to one or two.

But after this period of time, Chen Nian still felt that his body was much stronger. After all, when his family had money, he would buy some meat for Chen Nian to eat every now and then.

"We can have a prosperous year too!"

"Yes, the couple has a support now. I tell you, they are good people. Since they can save your life, you have to treat them well, do you know?"

He was stopped after walking a few steps.

But that's true.

It was all the way until the New Year.

As I get old, I didn’t expect that life finally had hope.

Chen Nian looked up and saw that the other party was an aunt, so he smiled and said, "Auntie, we made tofu in the middle of the night, and we are still steaming now. It costs a penny, and each piece is about half a pound."

Life seems to have become more stable afterwards.

"Your tofu looks good, how do you sell it?"

I grind the tofu all night yesterday. Chen Nian now feels that his arms are sore. When he sells mixed soup in the morning, he feels that his arms are shaking. It’s just that the recipe has caused some side effects to himself.

The streets in the county began to gradually become lively, with small vendors selling New Year’s goods everywhere.

After buying beans, he cleaned up the house and wanted to go out and buy water with his father.

But in this way, the old age will have to work harder.

The butcher's account couldn't help but laugh: "I think you are rich and your airs have become bigger, but Song Laosan, you have good skills, otherwise Mr. Wang wouldn't value you so much at the beginning. If you do, you will be

Don't forget me, old guy, when you are developed,"

The meat butcher pushed the flatbed cart with half a fan of pork on it.

"Whose boy are you? Why haven't you seen you before?"

After buying it for more than an hour, Chen Nian finally sold out all the tofu today.

When the old man took the money back to Taoism.

"Okay, let's have a piece. If it tastes delicious, I'll buy yours tomorrow." The old lady was paying the money there, while the old lady cut the tofu.

"Dad, it's about to be the New Year, and everyone is buying New Year's goods. I thought, otherwise we should make some braised pork as well. People who are usually reluctant to eat will buy some during the New Year."

He had taught Aged Nian to make mixed soup before, but this thing has no technical content. He taught Aged Nian on the first day, and Aged Nian on the second day can make it by himself.

Just as Chen Nian and my mother sold things together, Song San also came back, and not only did he come back, but also followed the butcher behind him.

It's more than four times.

There is a saying among the people that life has three hardships, and grinding tofu with a boat, which means that these three jobs are very tiring. Generally speaking, no one will be jealous of these people making money.

I ate well, and exercised every day while working, so the aged gradually became stronger.

And the house is much more lively with an old family.

Now almost all the county town knows that Song San has a son. Although he picked it up and was a beggar before, he became more and more handsome after raising it. In addition, Song San can make a lot of money a day now.

So a matchmaker also began to come to say hello.

After closing the stall, Chen Nian pushed the cart out to sell tofu, shouting while walking.

After all, who would think that there is too much money?

Even though Chen Nian doesn’t want to marry a wife now, it’s hard to guarantee that this idea suddenly came up with the idea. If the family has money, it can find better conditions.

They can always see Chen Nian busy. As long as Chen Nian can make and care about it, Chen Nian is unwilling to let the two elders do it.

This is God is blessing them!

", Alas, what's the point of returning to the old business? It's just a matter of working hard to survive." Song San waved his hand and said.

That is, my body is a little bit worse now and I lack exercise.

All of a sudden, my family's income increased from seven or eight ce to more than forty ceremonies a day.

And by this time their family already had thousands of dollars.

The two elders now seem to be much more energetic than before. The main reason is that the usual work has been basically done by Chen Nian, so they are not as tired as before.

But for Song San, the nineteen chunks earned after being sold for 19 nights is like a free pickup, because the beans are made into tofu, and tofu alone can earn nearly twenty chunks in addition to paying off the money.

, and soy milk can be sold as an auxiliary product.

"Song Laosan, it seems that you really want to return to your old job!"

He thought Chen Nian’s suggestion was good. Although he could make a lot of money in normal times, wouldn’t it be better to make more money before the New Year?

"Okay." Song San did not refuse, and he also felt that it was time to teach Chen Nian slowly these skills.

In the morning, he went out to sell mixed soup and soy milk as usual, but this time Song San left first because he had to buy some meat back.

He even took the initiative to reject those matchmakers and those who explained clearly.

"Don't worry, aunt!" Chen Nian promised with a smile.

Chen Nian listened to this and thought to himself that you are a little unable to keep up with the topic now, but after thinking about it, Chen Nian still told the other party that he was a loose son, and in the other party's surprise inquiry, he said that he had picked it up.

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Next to the pork were three hooves and two huge pig heads.

The two elders were so happy.

In the morning, I went out to sell mixed soup and soy milk, and in the morning, I pushed the cart out to sell tofu, and took a break after lunch. If the beans at home are almost used up, I still need to go out to buy beans.

"Yes, thanks to Xiaonian."

Not to mention that the remaining bean dregs from making tofu can be kept for eating.

But later, Song San planned to do it himself. Since Chen Nian met, there was no need to say much. Moreover, his son had done enough work, so he couldn't bear to let the child be too tired.

The aunt then realized it.

Then they washed the beans and cleaned the internal organs, washed their hands, ate supper, and chatted and took the time to go to bed because they had to get up in the middle of the night to make tofu and mixed soup.

"Don't worry, I can't forget it! The pork you sell is the best in the county, and I will definitely buy it from you in the future."

"That's fine." After entering the yard, the butcher directly carried the half of the pork and said fiercely, "Where to put it?"

"Just put it on that board. I have to wash it well when I look back. This thing cannot be washed, but it is washed at home and made everywhere. I will deal with it in the yard after I burn water."

"Okay!" After that, the butcher came to the center of the yard, placed half of the pork on the wooden board, and finally helped to take down the remaining pig's head and hooves.
Chapter completed!