The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

Chapter 90 Roasted chestnuts with sugar

A few days later, Feng Wangtian came to the capital again, bringing with him a whole mule cart of mountain goods. Su Ruojin thought that Father Feng was selling them, and was about to praise him for his economic acumen. Unexpectedly, he waved his hand and said, "They are all given away." To satisfy my little boss’s craving.”

Then how greedy must she be to be able to eat a whole cart?

Feng Wangtian was about to move down, but was stopped by Su Ruojin, "Dad Feng, I was embarrassed to have already taken a cart last time. I definitely can't take it this time."

Speaking of this, Feng Wangtian took out something wrapped in silk from his arms. Just as he was peeling it off layer by layer, Su Ruojin suddenly knew what it was, "Uncle, this is for your family." Sun Tzu’s golden lock.”

Feng Wangtian paused. It was indeed a gift from his boss to the old Feng family, but the gift was too thick. He was both happy and couldn't bear it. He continued to open the silk head, revealing the golden lock inside, and reached out to grab it. Put it into the hands of the little boss.

 “It’s too expensive, I can’t accept it.”

Su Ruojin was helpless: "Dad, I was just afraid that you wouldn't accept it, so I hid it in my clothes and asked you to take it back."

Feng Wangtian understood his employer's intentions. He was filled with emotion for a moment, "What's the value of a cartload of mountain goods? They are all wild things that grow in the mountains. Compared with the opportunity that the employer gives our family to work, they are really not worth anything." My little boss, I, Old Feng, understand your wishes very much, but I really can’t accept this golden lock.”

 Honest people are still on their feet.

Su Ruojin put on a small face and said seriously, "If daddy refuses to accept it, then I will return all the mountain goods you sent last time to you."

Feng Wangtian knew that his boss gave away mountain goods. When he heard this, he panicked, "How can we get back what we gave away?"

Su Ruojin thought there was only hawthorn business, but she didn’t expect that there was also chestnut business. Chestnuts can be speculated until the Chinese New Year.

Before Su Ruojin could say anything, Feng Wangtian waved his hand and said, "If you don't sell this much."

She happily said, "Uncle, since there are so many chestnuts, why not sell them..."

Feng Wangtian stuttered, "This..."

Feng Wangtian looked at the excited little boss with a smile. He knew that the young boss liked it.

Feng Wangtian couldn't resist, so he only agreed to take some money from Cao Longzhu. "There are a lot of chestnuts in the mountains. They will be ripe in a few days. I will give some to the little boss."

 The mountains are indeed treasures, they really have everything.

“Yes, then how can I take back the gold lock my family gave to my father?”

Seeing that he was in trouble, Su Ruojin smiled and came over to comfort him, "Dad, what's in this box?" He deliberately interrupted and changed the subject.

 After the joy, Su Ruojin refused to take it for nothing this time and wanted to buy it according to the market conditions.

 “Wow, the chestnuts are ripe too!”

 It’s coming again!

 “There are also mountain pear, girl fruit, chestnut...”

Seeing that his employer refused to take it back, Feng Wangtian hesitated for a while, then finally wrapped it in silk and stuffed it into his arms. He reached out and opened the cover of the cattail grass, revealing a round purple mountain grape. Although it was not larger than the artificially cultivated ones in later generations, it was smaller than the wild ones. , is already quite big.

“Didn’t you just say you would give me some more?”

Hey, why didn’t the little boss say anything? The sudden silence made Feng Wangtian uneasy.

Su Ruojin immediately thought of several ways to eat chestnuts, such as roasted chestnuts with sugar, roasted chestnut chicken, chestnut cakes, chestnut cakes...

Stir-fried chestnuts with sugar are a famous traditional delicacy. In fact, they have appeared as early as the Song Dynasty. During the Yin Dynasty, Su Ruojin also saw them sold in the market. The price was not low, but they would not be on the market until September. I thought that Father Feng also had some in the mountains and brought them here so early.

Su Ruojin was thoughtful.

“There are specialized traders in the nearby city who collect it, and people in the mountains basically sell it to them. The little boss likes to eat it, so I have a few trees at home that I can send to the little boss.”

　　　It was taken over by someone! Also, since there are people selling them in the market, there must be people who go to the mountains to collect them. Su Ruojin's plan to roast chestnuts with sugar was aborted before it even started.

She smiled helplessly, "Since everyone in the village has sold, dad, you can also sell it. We will start the hawthorn business soon, so let's work on it." Feng Wangtian still insisted on giving it to the small owner, "Sell it to them It’s not worth much, I’ll bring it to my little boss next time, it’ll be enough for him to last all winter.”

Su Ruojin was embarrassed to let Father Feng run around again.

Feng Wangtian Dapu waved his hand, "Anyway, Hawthorn will be on the market soon, and I often have to travel to Beijing."

Same, Su Ruojin no longer struggled.

Father Feng only had one night's rest this time and was about to go home. Su Ruojin warned: "Dad, in the spring next year, you can cut off the wild grape vines and plant them. There are also chestnuts. Try to see if you can grow them yourself. There will be more in the future." It’s just like selling money to make a living.”

When Father Feng drove the mule cart back, he was really impressed, "How come something can make money in the hands of a small business owner?"

Su Ruojin was a little embarrassed by his sigh and said with a guilty conscience, "Let your eldest grandson read more in the future. There is everything in the book."

 Read, read, read, the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade.

Father Feng really listened to Su Ruojin's words. Now that his family's conditions have improved, he will send his eldest grandson to study in a school outside the mountain. No matter whether he will be like his little boss in the end, at least he will not be blind.

When Feng’s father came home, Su Ruojin was cooking up the mountain products that his father had left behind. Although there were not many chestnuts, Su Ruojin bought a large wok for them: one pot could weigh dozens of kilograms.

“Uncle Shutong, let’s go find some more sand and bring it back. I want the kind of sand with larger grains.”

Shu Tong was very puzzled, "Why do you need sand?"

“Of course it’s useful.” Su Ruojin urged him to find it quickly.

Shu and Dian Dian went to put a pot in search of sand.

Su Ruojin shouted behind him, "Uncle Shutong, don't linger outside, come back early."

　　I haven't been seen much lately.

Hearing this, Shu Tong's feet stuttered and he almost slipped and fell.

Su Ruojin was so frightened that she hurriedly ran over, "Uncle Shutong, what's wrong with you?" He is her most capable assistant, so don't worry!

Shu Tong felt guilty and quickly steadied his steps, "No...nothing...I...will be back soon." After that, he hurried away.

Su Ruojin stood in the courtyard for a long time and said, "Uncle Shu Tong's face looks wrong. Why does he feel flushed?" Is he sick?

 In the corridor, Cheng Yingzhen was a visitor, and she seemed to have guessed, "I don't know which young lady?"

"Ah!" Su Ruojin looked at her mother in surprise. Seeing her mother's mysterious smile, she suddenly realized, "Uncle Shu and Tong are in love?"

 “Love?” Cheng Yingzhen had never heard of this word, but she understood its meaning, “Probably so.”

Su Ruojin's calves went straight up the corridor, and she leaned close to her mother, with a gossipy look on her face, "Mom, Uncle Shutong is quite old, why aren't you married?"

Cheng Yingzhen looked guilty, "It's not because of our family's difficulties."

　　Yes, life at home is difficult, and no matchmaker comes to the door, so Shutong is delayed.

 “No, he can talk about it himself.” Isn’t that the case now?

“No one in the family has money, and your uncle and uncle are all worried to death, so why are you still in the mood to find a young lady?”

Su Ruojin's shoulders slumped, "When Shu Tong gets married, we have to make a big deal for him."

 “It’s up to you.” Cheng Yingzhen had no objection.

In the evening, Shutong used a mule cart to bring back a large pot and a frame of coarse sand.

Dear friends, Kavin, there is still one more night, thank you for your support, okay!

　　(End of this chapter)