"Auntie, I really don't know." Mrs. Li has a weak temper and usually doesn't say a word loudly at home. Now she was clamped down by Auntie Wang, and any words she said in shock would be unfavorable.
Aunt Wang took advantage of her broad body and fat body to force others to tell her. Even those watching the excitement frowned.
Everyone is curious about the price of this dried potato, but they don't want to say it, so they don't force it on people, and they are too rude.
"I said you old woman, why did you arrest my second sister-in-law?"
The person who came here had thin eyebrows and narrow eyes, was dressed sharply, and had a shrill voice when he spoke, which was completely different from Mr. Li's weak temperament.
It was Mrs. Wu, the third daughter-in-law of the banker's house who had been quarreling with Mrs. Qian every day.
Mrs. Wu usually didn't look down on his second sister-in-law, just like her man didn't take his second brother seriously. She didn't bother to meddle in these nosy things until it was over. She had a soft temper and deserved to be bullied.
But recently, she was in a good mood. The family had earned some money from dried sweet potatoes, and she was in a good mood. Even when she saw her mother-in-law, she would greet her with a smile, let alone seeing someone bullying Mrs. Li.
Although she disliked her second sister-in-law in her heart for not being able to take the stage, she still called her in as soon as she saw her.
Regardless of the second and third bedrooms, they are all brothers of the banker. How can you, an inexplicable evil woman, be forced to do so and be shameless?
"Hey, isn't this Zhuang's third wife?"
Seeing that someone powerful was coming, Aunt Wang let go of Mrs. Li's hand, turned to squeeze her old chrysanthemum face and said with a smile: "Why, Zhuang San is not willing to let you come out to do laundry today?"
As soon as he said this, everyone around him had to cover his mouth and laugh secretly.
Who doesn’t know that Zhuang San is a grown man, but now he even washes diapers at home? This wife is a great wife!
Mrs. Wu, however, ignored her irritation. Instead, she made a "sneak" sound from between her teeth and said, "The man is busy at home making money and doing business. As a daughter-in-law, I feel so sorry for her."
She glanced at Aunt Wang and the village women who were gathered by the river, doing laundry in the open and secretly gossiping, and rolled her eyes.
They are all poor people who only know how to dig in the fields!
Everyone saw that her attitude was really not very pleasing, but they were also tickled by the money-making business she mentioned, so they stopped hiding it and asked, "What money-making business? Could it be dried potatoes?"
Wu is a person who likes to show off and show off. When she saw the curious and envious eyes on her, she immediately became excited. "You are quite well informed, so what if it's dried potatoes?"
"Could this method come from the banker's main room, right?" Some people couldn't stand her frivolity, so they made it clear without thinking of giving her face.
"Where do you care where I come from? Anyway, now the money is in my pocket." Mrs. Wu felt unhappy and started to speak eloquently, "If it is really her family's recipe, why doesn't she use this to make money? Instead, she is taking advantage of me.
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When she said this, Mrs. Wu still felt a little guilty. She knew in her heart that her second brother had obtained this recipe from her elder sister-in-law. She thought that the elder brother would also be interested in making money from this, but who knew how they treated her?
After a few days, seeing no movement there, I boldly made a lot of dried potatoes and sold them.
Mrs. Li was on the side, pressing the red wrist that had just been scratched by Aunt Wang. She listened to the words of the three younger siblings, and the more she listened, the more frightened she became.
How can you say this? It was obviously a man who sacrificed his face to get it, so how could the younger brother and sister confuse right and wrong? It would be so heartbreaking if the sister-in-law and her family knew about it.
She stretched out her hand and pulled Wu's sleeve, hoping that she would stop talking to others, lest she make too many mistakes and offend others.
Unexpectedly, Aunt Wang didn't give Mrs. Li this chance at all. She stopped talking directly, raised her eyebrows and asked Mrs. Wu: "Look at your tone, dried potatoes are easy to sell?"
"Why, old aunt, are you jealous?"
Wu was so generous with her talk, and as soon as she said these words, everyone shook their heads inwardly. After all, she came from a poor village, and she didn't even show respect for her words, which was outrageous.
"It's not jealousy, it's just curiosity."
Aunt Wang's expression was stern, but her heart was filled with fire.
As expected, none of the dealers are good, they are all full of bad stuff.
When Mrs. Wu saw that Aunt Wang had lost her voice and no one around her was talking to her, her arrogance just now was useless again. This time no one asked about her, so she couldn't hold back and started talking.
"We prepared the dried potatoes and took them to town. Not even an hour after setting up the stall, the shopkeeper of the grocery store took notice."
"What? All sold in the store?"
"The store can carry those really good things."
After all, it is strange. On weekdays, villagers go to the town and buy some vinegar and jars of sauce at the grocery store, but the candied candies in it are only bought during the Chinese New Year. On weekdays, it is not just the wealthy people in the town.
Only households or people with certain identities will buy it?
The shopkeeper's eyes are so poisonous, can bad things get into his eyes?
So, there is something really unusual about these dried sweet potatoes, which are usually worth three cents per pound?
This year has been a good year, and the dryland harvest has been sufficient. Not all households here have harvested hundreds of kilograms of sweet potatoes. If only they could make these dried potatoes...
The minds of everyone present are active, but the truth is this, can someone teach you how to make money? You are not related to me, and you are not the kind-hearted girl in the main room of the banker.
"Sister-in-law, please stop talking. My mother-in-law will be angry when she finds out."
Mrs. Li pulled Mrs. Wu over and whispered, and Mrs. Wu frowned impatiently.
Thinking of that terrible mother-in-law, she became very tired. But now this recipe was brought by someone else, because after the family was divided, the money she earned was kept by her family without having to do any work. Only for this reason, she
At least I have to save some face for the old woman.
"Tsk, forget it."
If you don't say it, don't say it. Anyway, as long as you make money.
Mrs. Wu stopped talking, took a basin and squatted next to Mr. Li to do the laundry. When the others saw that Aunt Wang didn't ask further questions, they stopped asking.
But now everyone knows that this dried potato can really make money, and I'm afraid it's not even a small amount of money.
After what happened by the river, the story that the second and third bedrooms of the banker made money from dried potatoes really spread, and it became more and more exaggerated. When it finally reached the ears of Mrs. Qian, the potatoes had already become like this.
Gan was met by a boss from the county. He was so shocked when he tasted it that he had to place a long-term order with the dealer. Moreover, the price was unexpectedly high!
Mrs. Qian was absolutely furious.
Where did this nonsense come from? They sold the things to a good grocery store, but they only took two catties. The rest were sold in bulk, and the price dropped all the way from the ten and a half catties they had set to eight.
Wen Yijin.
If she doesn't lower the price, I'm afraid she won't be able to sell any of them!
If she knew who was spreading the news behind the scenes, she wouldn't tear her mouth apart.
But even though Mrs. Qian was so angry that she couldn't imagine that the source of these words came from her third daughter-in-law.
"Mom, don't worry about what other people say. Anyway, we are taking advantage of the abundance of sweet potatoes at home. Let's dry some more potatoes and sell them in the town."
Zhuang San has not been very active in going to the fields these days, and his diary is full of dried potatoes. Any other villagers who were itchy and asked him about this matter were ignored by him by pretending to be dumb.
"After all, we are the only ones who can do this. Why are you so anxious?"
Mrs. Qian likes the money to be good, but the last batch was sold only two days ago, so she was in a hurry.
"What if my sister-in-law hears the news and finds out that this thing brings money, and she does it?"
Zhuang San's worry is not unfounded.
My sister-in-law’s family now has livestock, so it’s convenient to go to town. In recent days, I can go there every three days. At home, he and his second brother have to push the cart, which is just a bit tiring. It also delays the work in the fields.
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If you don't take advantage of the slack farming period to make more and sell it, why don't you wait for your sister-in-law to come around and compete with them for business?
"She dares!"
Mrs. Qian shouted loudly and the table rattled.
"Since she gave me the recipe, it belongs to us. If she wants to make money with it, I will kill her if I don't come to her door!"
Zhuang San heard his mother's words and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.
Although Zhuang Keqing on the other side heard some rumors, he just laughed them off.
Now that the recipe for dried sweet potatoes is given, let her cheap grandma be happy with making some small money first, as a filial piety from her granddaughter.
She still has to be busy making a small distilling equipment here, but she doesn't have this time.
