There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

At this time, people in the Ji family would smile and say: "These are good soybean noodles and brown sugar glutinous rice. These are good for the elderly and children."

Many people only eat this food during festivals and festivals. When they heard that they could eat it for only ten cents, they hesitated for a moment, but everyone still cheered.

"Give me two, and remember to wrap them in more brown sugar."

"I want two too."

When they ate it, everyone was shocked. They had no idea that the cake was so delicious. It was fragrant, glutinous, chewy, and mixed with the sweet taste of brown sugar, which made the farmers feel no taste in their mouths all year round.

Not to mention I like it a lot.

"Can you exchange this with food?" someone asked.

Mrs. Ji immediately said yes and explained the exchange rules.

Some people readily agreed immediately.

"Then pack four more for me. I'll take them back and give them to my mother and daughter-in-law to try."

"Pack two more for me! Make sure you get me more brown sugar and more soybean flour."

"Okay! Take it!"

The entire Ji family was busy outside. Even Su Xiuer, who had been helping with the cake making, came up to pack the cakes, and they were still too busy.

The newly made plate of cakes was sold cleanly, and these people left with unfulfilled satisfaction.

During dinner in the evening, Mrs. Ji was very happy and arranged two cakes for everyone.

The cake was white and fat before it was wrapped, and looked very soft and waxy. Ji Miaomiao was still a little baby. She kept sucking milk and felt that it was tasteless in her mouth. Staring at the fat cake, don't mention it.

I'm so greedy, my mouth is watering.

Mrs. Ji counted the money sold today and was very happy: "We sold three hundred coins today!"

The family knew that today's sale made a lot of money, but they didn't know that they sold so much. Today they just sold a plate of cakes, which only used a pound of glutinous rice.

Even if brown sugar and soybean powder are added, the cost will not exceed 60 yuan at most.

I was excited immediately.

"Mom! This cake is a good thing!"

Mrs. Ji was not satisfied with herself, she nodded and said, "No, this cake has been made since I was a child, and it has been here for so long. It shows that the taste is very good."

She had another plan in mind.

I watched seedlings slowly sprouting in the private plots around here, and the vegetables there were originally intended to be sold in the county town.

Now it seemed that the people in this village were quite open-minded about food, so she came up with new ideas for making a living.

You can also make some snacks from this dish.

But this matter has gone too far, now it is more serious to finish the cake making first.

Mrs. Ji has been thinking a lot. The village chief's daughter-in-law hasn't given birth yet. It looks like it will be half a month later.

After giving birth, you still have to confine yourself to nurse the child. If you can do a good job in the business there, you can take over some work from them and provide some benefits to the village chief's family, which will also allow the family to save a lot of money.

He couldn't help but think about it in his mind. In the blink of an eye, he saw his precious granddaughter drooling while staring at the cake in the bowl. He immediately smiled, reached out to take the little granddaughter over, and touched her nose:

"Miao girl, what do you want to eat this cake? Your little girl's teeth haven't even grown yet. Now just be obedient and suck the milk. When you grow up, you can eat as much milk as you want."

Ji Miaomiao was completely unconscious and her mouth was watering. When Mrs. Ji said this, a group of people at home looked at her funny and immediately buried their faces in Mrs. Ji's arms shyly.

Mrs. Ji was immediately overjoyed: "You are really grandma's pistachio."

…

The Ji family had a goal and was very motivated to work. They got up early the next morning.

Seeing her husband getting up, Ye Qiuyun rubbed his body and wanted to get up. At this moment, Ji Miaomiao, who was sleeping, unconsciously waved her hand. Ji Liangqing saw this and quickly stopped his wife:

"I'll just get up. You can take our daughter to bed first."

He also felt sorry for his daughter. This little baby just wanted to sleep more. If he woke her up, it would be his daughter who would be uncomfortable.

Ye Qiuyun had no choice but to sleep.

When she got up with her daughter at dawn, they had already prepared the cakes and were just waiting for them to be cooked.

What the village chief wants is to be delivered tomorrow. Part of the cakes made today will be sold and part will be kept.

With yesterday's experience, everyone can do it much faster, and they did a lot in a short time.

Mrs. Ji asked Ji Laosan to carry a plate of cakes to the village chief's daughter-in-law. Ji Laosan was quick on his feet and sent it over a few times. The village chief's daughter-in-law was thinking about eating cakes.

Not to mention she was very happy to see it delivered here. The village chief's wife also remembered this feeling and decided to go over there and raise the price for them.

Everyone in the village, young and old, was very supportive. At the end of the day, the Ji family not only sold nearly 400 yuan, but also made cakes for thirty tables to be sent away tomorrow, and were waiting to go to the village chief early in the morning.

Home.

And at night, the Ji family opened the jar for making wine and took a look. Ji Laoer, who had experience in making local wine, smelled the smell and said immediately:

"This smells like good wine! If you use it to make wine, the wine will be delicious."

As soon as this was said, everyone was very happy.

But there is no rush to make this koji, it will take almost two days.

Everyone was busy making cakes now, so they put it aside for the time being. However, they learned that the things made at home were booming, and the Ji family was particularly at ease.

Ji Miaomiao also felt at ease.

…

The next day, Mrs. Ji and Ji Liangqing took the cakes with them and followed the village chief's wife to her parents' house where they were hosting a banquet to negotiate the price in person.

As expected, that family was very grand. They built four very grand blue-brick and tile-roofed houses, forming a courtyard shape. Happy words were posted all around, so it was obvious that the bride was about to be picked up.

The village chief's wife obviously knew this family, and she started chatting with a kind-looking old woman when she entered. When the greetings were almost complete, she pointed to Mrs. Ji and Mr. Ji behind her and explained the purpose of her visit today.

"Last time, you asked me to go back and think of some new pastries, but you knew that my wife was about to give birth and was not in good health, so I asked other crafty people in our village to make some pastries. Take a look.

Whether it tastes good or not, it tastes good to me. I heard it’s called cake making.”

The old woman nodded, reached for a piece, and after eating it, her eyes lit up and she nodded:

"This cake tastes good, and it tastes sweet and glutinous. I will accept this cake. How about this? I will give you eight taels of silver. What do you think?"

Eight taels of silver!

Mrs. Ji was stunned. She thought she would be given at most four taels of silver, but their raw materials only cost two taels of silver.

I didn't expect this family to be so generous, that's eight taels of silver.

She nodded immediately, still feeling dizzy when she got home.