"Yes, there is, and there is something like this." Mi Bao grabbed a small handful, took his hand, and put it in his hand, while biting his ear: "But this... this is what the gods feed the pigs, you say Can it be sold?"
Fan Weijin didn't mind at all, so he took it in his hand, looked at it, smelled it, and licked it: "I think it's okay, eh, it's a little sweet, as long as we don't tell, who knows? What's in it?" "
Mi Bao said: "It's mixed with various kinds of rice flour, bean flour, bone flour and so on. The bad thing is that there is a little wheat bran."
"Hey? It doesn't sound bad!" Fan Weijin took out the handkerchief: "What are you afraid of about wheat bran? It's not that you can't eat it? You can't see the wheat bran coming from it? Give me some more and I'll go back and ask if that's okay. , how to sell it.”
Mi Bao directly found a cloth bag and gave him two or three kilograms. Fan Weijin stuffed it into his arms and asked, "How much is this?"
"A lot, quite a lot," Fatty Tuanzi blinked for a long time before completing the calculation in his mind: "It's...a little over 400,000 kilograms, and there are others."
"Oh!" Fan Weijin was very shocked and sighed for a long time before holding her and walking back.
When he met Shen Linquan on the road, Fan Weijin shouted from afar: "Er Dou! Er Dou!"
After calling twice, Shen Linquan came back to his senses and said with a smile: "You big bean...what's the matter?"
"Do you have a horse at home?" Fan Weijin said with a smile: "I borrowed it to ride on, and I will send it back to you tonight or tomorrow at the latest."
Shen Linquan said: "Yes, if the horse pulling the cart can't run fast, if you want to ride it, go ahead and ride it."
Fan Weijin nodded: "I know, I will send Mibao back first."
"No need," Shen Linquan said with a smile, "Just give it to me. Mi Baoer and I are familiar with each other, right?"
He took Mi Bao over, then carried her back and led the horse. Fan Weijin got on the horse and left.
Fat Tuanzi kept talking and comparing, with a waxy throat. She was very proud to show off to him how she had won the argument with her uncle just now. Shen Linquan almost died laughing when he heard this: "Shen Zhen really said that? He said he was you Wife?"
Fat Tuanzi nodded fiercely, and Shen Linquan couldn't help laughing: "Well, it's good, it's good. I'll call you if you accept your fate."
Then Mibao asked him: "Have you made pumpkin pie at home?"
Shen Linquan asked: "Pumpkin cake?"
Mi Bao compared it and said, "It's just pumpkin and noodles together. When steamed, it turns yellow, very sweet, soft, and delicious."
"Oh!" Shen Linquan nodded: "Let's go and let Aunt Tao do it."
So he took Mibao back and asked Mrs. Tao to make pumpkin cakes.
Mrs. Tao is a cook who specializes in making pastries. Her skills are very good. Instead of making them into cakes, she makes them into the shape of small pumpkins. They are also divided into segments and have handles. They are so small when they are steamed. They are so cute even if they are picky eaters. Shen Zhen even ate two.
Because someone saw Fan Weijin riding a horse out of the village, but no one saw Shen Linquan taking Mibao away, so Fan Jinxiu thought that his brother took Mibao away to play with, and no one came to pick him up. Mibao was eaten directly at Shen's house. Had lunch.
Tang Youxiang finished his work in the afternoon and came to see Shen Xingsi with his three children. He was doing an assessment inside when he saw his daughter running out of the house and calling him: "Daddy!"
Then he ran away.
Tang Youxiang: "...??"
He pointed in surprise, "Why is this child here?"
Shen Linquan was also happy: "You don't know? Weijin came to borrow the horse, and I brought Mibao over to play with it."
Tang Youxiang was amused: "I thought Weijin took her to the city to play, but the child was still complaining at home for a long time, fearing that the wind would blow again."
"Don't worry," Shen Linquan said, "We haven't gone out yet, we've been playing at home."
"Can I not worry?" Tang Youxiang said with a smile: "Your family is growing up every day."
The two of them were talking, and Shen Xingsi was conducting a proper assessment inside.
Uncle Fan and the three of them have only learned the Three-Character Sutra so far, and they are still at the stage of memorizing it. Fan Weijin is not a serious teacher, and they don't like to learn, so they can't memorize it completely, but they are slightly better than those who are not enlightened. A little, so just follow the elementary class.
After the assessment was over, Tang Youxiang wanted to take his daughter away with him, but Fatty Tuanzi was so busy that he didn't even raise his head and said to him: "No, Mi Bao hasn't finished his work yet, you go first!"
Tang Youxiang asked: "What are you busy with?"
Fat Tuanzi held the paper: "Uncle Shen has written a new article and wants Mi Bao to give his opinion!"
Tang Youxiang: "..."
He said helplessly: "Daughter, if you don't raise any objections, your Uncle Shen can still be more relaxed. You should go back with your father quickly and ask your mother to prepare delicious food for you."
"No!" Fat Tuanzi shook his little head like a rattle: "Uncle Shen is writing Mi Bao, so Mi Bao has the most say, Mi Bao can't be lazy."
Tang Youxiang: "..."
Shen Linquan laughed and pushed him: "You go ahead, don't delay our Mi Bao from doing big things!"
Okay, okay, so Tang Youxiang had no choice but to leave. The little fat uncle who had been deceived and became lame was still sighing: "No wonder their family is willing to marry their wife to Mi Bao. It turns out that everyone in their family likes Mi Bao!"
What can Tang Youxiang say?
Tang Youxiang could only say: "You are right."
In the evening, Fan Weijin rode his horse back. Tang Youxiang led the horse over to return it and pick up his daughter. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his daughter sitting in Shen Zhen's arms. Mr. Shen, Shen Linquan, and Shen Xingsi were busy feeding her.
In fact, it was just because he was not proficient in business, so he looked like he was rushing around, as if he were serving his ancestors. Tang Youxiang took one look at him and immediately became happy, "My dear girl, you really don't regard yourself as an outsider."
"I'm not an outsider in the first place," Shen Linquan said with a smile: "Xiao Zhen in our family is already married, so this is considered a return to her parents' home. Come on, sit down and eat."
Mi Bao also asked: "Dad, please eat this. This is Aunt Xu's cooking. It's delicious."
Tang Youxiang couldn't be polite when the stall was like this, so he washed his hands and dragged a stool over to eat. They both went home after they were full.
Mrs. Fan knew that this was the case, so she slapped Tang Youxiang twice on the back and slapped her daughter on the back. She said at the same time: "You are not allowed to go overnight, we will go together tomorrow! I don't trust you to bring Mi Bao." "
"I know, I know, don't worry," Tang Youxiang said, "I told Weijin the same thing."
So early the next morning, after borrowing the Shen family's carriage, Tang Youxiang, his wife, and Fan Weijin went to the carriage shop together.
Fan Weiquan is also there. He is very tired from working during the day and night, but he is very happy. He seems to be full of energy.
He took Mibao to put out grains and murmured: "Tell me, these people become more and more scheming as they get richer. I didn't pay attention to the grains before, but I didn't expect that a grain shop would come to buy them secretly! I bought them back and then sold them!" Another rich man bought it for his servants to eat, and he bought a lot of it. I always regretted selling it cheaply. This time, I tasted it and it tasted pretty good, and it was quite filling. It would be good if I mixed it with some wild vegetables. Meals. I originally thought of selling them for one penny and one stone, but I couldn't think of it, so I sold them for one and a half pence."
Tang Youxiang asked: "Isn't it mainly sold to the village?"
"That's right!" Fan Weiquan said: "The original plan was to sell mainly to these villages, but who knew that someone would take advantage of the loophole? Tell me, these people are also quick to respond. I haven't been selling it for a few days. It smells fishy.
It’s coming.”
Mi Bao said while putting out grains: "Purchases can be restricted!"