Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

"Well, then it's settled. After the construction is completed, I will choose a good day. We will move there together. When the time comes, we will not invite anyone else. We will invite Mr. Xianggong's family and mayor Qian to come to the house to have a good time. ?”

"It's okay to invite you, sir. Why do you invite Mayor Qian?"

"During this period of time, he has been taking care of us, shouldn't he please?"

Lu Sanniang pursed her lips, looking reluctant, which made Qiao Mai very curious.

"What is your relationship with him?"

"It doesn't matter, it's just a suitor when I was young."

"It's not just for this reason, is it?"

"Anyway, don't ask about me and him."

"Okay, don't be reluctant when the time comes, the mayor, I ask."

"It's up to you, I'll tell you, hide all your good things, that man has sharp eyes and is very greedy for money."

"But he treats you differently and treats you very well, what does my sister say?"

Shopkeeper Lu blushed and stopped talking about this topic.

The weather is getting warmer, Qiao Mai has been selling goods at home with Linger, and rarely goes out.

When I come out once in a while, I just go to the embroidery village or the new house.

Because there was no man at home, she set up a table at the gate of the courtyard during the day, which happened to block the gate, and placed some goods at the gate.

People who come to buy goods can buy what they want without going into the house, so there will be less chatter.

The neighbor on the left, Mrs. Chen, never came again, and Qiao Mai was left alone.

Because the variety sold at home is very complete, it has attracted wealthy households from several surrounding towns. When thinking of something to eat, the first thing that comes to mind is Mrs. Qiao.

So her business is very good. Mrs. Chen often climbs the ladder and secretly watches her sell goods.

Qiao Mai had spotted her a long time ago, but he didn't hum.

Seeing Qiao Mai earning so much money every day, Mrs. Chen was jealous, wishing that those things belonged to her and the money belonged to her.

Qiao Mai likes to see her jealous and helpless look.

Presumably the last time Chen Hao came to eat snail noodles, she wished she could grow wings and fly in.

She didn't even want to talk to someone like this who wasn't rich enough and suffered a lot.

Such days passed quickly, and it was the end of the month, and it was time for Yuan Jiaqi and the children to come back.

At noon, this group of foodies stepped into the house.

A sumptuous meal had been prepared on the table long ago, but Wang Zongsheng and his sons and daughters, Wang Jiaru and Wang Zihan, came along with them.

Without saying anything, we introduced each other and sat down to eat.

Wang Zongsheng came here specifically to eat, and the old man couldn't wait to tell him about it when he got home.

I originally planned to come over the next day, but it was delayed because of some urgent business.

To save trouble, let's just come here together.

Hearing is believing, seeing is believing, he believed it when he saw a table of food that even Patriarch Wang had never seen before!

While eating, slowly savoring the dishes.

I have to say that what the old father said is really right, the friend my daughter made is really special.

Their Wang family's business is also spread all over the country, and it also involves restaurants. If all the dishes on this table are taken down.

Not to mention that it can bring the restaurant of the Wang family to a higher level, and Yinyin will become a well-known restaurant in various prefectures by then.

He was so angry that he didn't ask, and Qiu Mai was even more so calm that he didn't speak.

As long as he doesn't mention it, she doesn't know.

It seems that they can't go back today, because there is still one meal left, and that is the hot pot.

After eating and drinking tea for a while, I watched Qiao Mai do business in the courtyard for a while.

The two old foxes of the Wang family really convinced Qiao Mai, they are more capable of dormant than these old fellows.

You know what they are here for, but you don't want to say it, so you have to hold back and say it. Anyway, it's their Wang family who are worried.

Seeing that she was sold out, Wang Zongsheng asked, "You have your own way for these things, right?"

"Yes,"

"Well, the food you made tastes good."

"Thank you uncle for your compliment."

"Did my father tell you about Fang Zi?"

"Don't worry, let's talk about it after eating hot pot tonight?"

"also!"

Wang Zongsheng had no choice but to admire Mrs. Qiao, he had brought it up, she was not in a hurry, it was to whet his appetite.

In the evening, Wang Zongsheng was completely moved when he saw a table full of ingredients.

Although this soup pot is best eaten in winter, it has a different taste in summer. Even if you don’t eat meat, eating this dish alone with small ingredients will eat more than eating stir-fried vegetables.

Especially with so many ingredients that have never been seen before, if you open a workshop, make all of them, and sell them all over the country, or even other countries, it should be a matter of making more money.

"Girl, is this duck blood really made of duck blood?"

"Yes, pig blood can also be made. The blood can be boiled, stir-fried, or fried. It is very delicious, but if you want to eat hot pot, duck blood is the best."

"Where is this fan?"

"In addition to hot pot, it can also be used for cold dressing and soup."

"Could you make some dishes with these tomorrow?"

"Okay, if you want to eat, I will do it."

"Then there is work."

In the evening, the three of Wang's masters slept in a big pit, and Miss Wang and her girl were squeezed on the same kang with Qiao Mai.

Mr. Wang got into the bed here, and his body was still warm, and it seemed that the kang was slightly burned.

"See, it's full of prescriptions. If you fix it, your business will be much better."

"Do you want to report to the master?"

"This thing belongs to our family. Report it to the master. You just don't care about it. The master has their own business and doesn't need us."

"How much silver do you think is suitable?"

"One thousand taels per dish, don't underpay, this is Ru'er's friend."

"Twelve dishes are 12,000. It's fine to boil the beef and mutton. Our chef still understands this. It's the one called wide noodles and vermicelli. I think it's pretty good,"

"The one called blood is pretty good, but it's not suitable for workshops. Tell the kitchen how to do it. You can buy fresh ones and make them fresh."

"Well, let's take a look at those dishes tomorrow. If they are suitable, I think they can be bought out for 20,000 taels of silver. They can't be sold to others except for her own food."

"This is necessary. If we sell it to others, how can we do business?"

"The mutton roll and beef roll are pretty good. Let our chef cut them like that later."

"By the way, his little stuff is the most important, and that's where his soul lies."

"Yes, yes, she must be made to write it, too,"

The father and son said excitedly that in the second half of the night, Wang Jiaru over there slept on the kang for the first time when he was a child.

She couldn't sleep, so she pulled Qiao Mai to talk.

"Let me tell you, my father is rich, I look at the table at noon, the dishes at night, and tomorrow morning, at least ask her for 30,000 taels of silver, if there is less, let him go. "

Qiao Mai burst out laughing, "How can there be such a cheating girl like you?"

"I'm telling the truth. Part of the money he earned was handed over to the master of the capital."

"Aren't you the master?"

"We are a branch of the royal family in the capital."

"understood."

"So, you have to seize the opportunity and kill him once, or he will give all the money to his owner."

"What about your house?"

"It's also profitable. Don't ask, just listen to me. I won't sell it if it's less than 30,000 tomorrow, you know?"

"For sure, just a recipe with small ingredients is a big recipe. Just this one, you can't sell it for less than 10,000 taels, let alone anything else."

"Yes, yes, you just insist on it."

"You can't say that. I also came here on an estimate. It's not worth the price, and I won't open my mouth like a lion."

"Remember, the Wang family is not short of tens of thousands of taels of silver."

"knew."

Early the next morning, Qiao Mai handed Ling'er to Miss Wang's master and servant, and let them watch, and she went to the kitchen.

She was tinkering in the kitchen, boiled half a pot of jelly with sweet potato flour, cut it into square cubes twice the size of a finger, and fried a jelly.

Boil the wide noodles and soak them in cold water, and then use the vermicelli to make a cabbage vermicelli soup, mix a vermicelli with cold, and mix with a big lapping.