Unlimited Supplies: Custody Minister with Space Supermarket

Under Yu Xiaolian's close gaze, Da'an opened his mouth uneasily, "Sister, actually... we don't know how to make charcoal. We lied in order to sell more money."

Xiao An also said, "We saw that the adults in the village had burned charcoal and thought it was quite simple. But when we burned it ourselves, either the heat was too high or there was not enough time. The first kiln was burned to ashes and the second kiln was not burned.

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Yu Xiaolian breathed a sigh of relief.

It scared her to death. She had been thinking blindly these past few days, thinking that the medicine she gave her would kill An Ziniang.

It seems that you really can’t do good things casually in the future, it’s too scary.

Da'an took a peek at Yu Xiaolian's face and saw that her face was not as scary as before. He bravely said, "Sister, the charcoal is not burned, but we have spent the money you gave us. Do you want to see if your family still needs firewood?"

Now, we can send you more firewood."

Yu Xiaolian had heard that making charcoal was a technical job. First, a large amount of wood was neatly placed into the kiln, and it had to be relatively thick wood. This way, the charcoal would be larger, less likely to break, and of better quality.

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These two guys only fired two kilns. How much wood did they have to cut down?

Although the charcoal burning failed, the hard work was still the same.

The mood after the failure must have been even worse.

A bundle of firewood cost five cents, and the first delivery of twenty bundles of firewood cost one hundred cents.

The second delivery of thirty bundles of firewood was one hundred and fifty coins.

So the two little guys still owe her two hundred and fifty coins.

Two hundred and five, this is really not an auspicious number.

Yu Xiaolian waved her hand, "No, I have enough firewood. How is your mother? Is she cured?"

Daan immediately said, "Okay, sister, after taking the medicine you gave, my mother became cold after a while and she was even sweating all over. It was my mother who asked the two of us to come and admit our mistakes to you today."

"Sorry sister, we shouldn't lie, let alone defraud you of your money."

The two little ones said that they were about to kneel down to Yu Xiaolian, but Yu Xiaolian pulled them up.

"It's not a matter of whether you're cheating or not. You're really going through a difficult time. I can understand that."

If they had no space and were kicked out by Mrs. Yu, I would probably be even worse off than them now. At least they still have a home and a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

Fortunately, God treats her well and gives her this supermarket space so that she doesn't have to worry about three meals a day.

"Sister, my mother said that if you don't want firewood, we will pay you back after a period of time when our family collects the grain."

"Tell your mother that you don't have to pay back the money and let her take good care of herself."

Yu Xiaolian opened the door of her courtyard and waved goodbye to the two little ones.

"Sister, we will definitely practice burning charcoal when we go back. We will definitely burn the best charcoal and give it to sister." Da'an shouted into the courtyard.

Xiao An pursed his lips and almost cried, "Brother, sister is such a good person."

Daan nodded in agreement, "So, the two of us must burn a kiln of the best charcoal for my sister."

"But why don't the uncles in the village want to teach us?"

"You are stupid. Charcoal-making is a craft and you can make money. Of course they don't want to spread the word. If everyone knows how to do it, who will spend money to buy charcoal?"

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In the end, Yu Xiaolian did not eat barbecue and hot pot because there was no carbon at home, but she made spicy hot pot instead.

Fatty beef rolls, cuttlefish balls, beef balls, crispy bone sausage, tripe, enoki mushrooms, lettuce, coriander, whatever she likes.

In fact, this is Yu Xiaolian’s first time making spicy hot pot. She used to go out to eat or order takeout. She is probably almost 30 years old and doesn’t know how to cook, so she is probably the only one.

Fortunately, there are spicy hot pot ingredients packets in supermarkets with detailed instructions on how to make them.

Yu Xiaolian followed the instructions and cooked all the meat ingredients and fished them out, then scalded the vegetables with boiling water and fished them out.

Finally, heat the oil in a pan, add the base ingredients and stir-fry until fragrant, then pour in all the ingredients and stir-fry.

Because the ingredients are all cooked, you only need to stir-fry a few times to coat the ingredients with the sauce, and then you can take it out of the pan and put it on the plate.

The aroma of the spicy hot pot is coming to your nose, and the spicy flavor is particularly strong.

Especially since there was no such thing as a range hood in ancient times, the whole kitchen was filled with a pungent spicy smell.

But if you want to eat spicy and delicious food, don't be afraid of choking.

The spicy hotpot was ready, and considering that Yu Changhe was still taking traditional Chinese medicine and was not suitable for eating spicy food, I made two non-spicy dishes for Yu Changhe.

Take out the quick-frozen toothpick meat, put it in a pot and heat the oil, and the simple toothpick meat is ready.

One more cucumber, and you're ready to eat.

The spicy hot pot consumes more rice, so Yu Xiaolian specially asked Sun to stew more rice.

Ever since she had the self-heating hotpot, Ms. Sun has been thinking about eating this spicy food.

But considering that Yu Changhe couldn't eat, she just endured it and didn't do it.

When the red spicy hot pot was served on the Kang table, everyone swallowed unconsciously.

In order to make it easier for Yu Changhe to eat, his family has been eating on the kang recently.

Every household in the north has a small kang table, and some families even place it in the middle of the kang when sleeping.

Yu Xiaolian first served Yu Changhe with toothpick meat, and then served Sun with spicy hotpot.

Sun took a bite of the fat beef roll and said, "It's delicious, really delicious, but it's a bit numb."

"Mom, drink a bag of milk to relieve the spicy taste."

Yu Xiaolian handed it to Sun and Yu Changhe, a bag of pure milk each.

Of course she had to drink cold beer. Fortunately, the supermarket came with her, otherwise she wouldn't be able to drink her favorite cold beer.

Thank God, thank Jesus, thank the Virgin Mary.

Yu Changhe reached out and touched the cold beer, "I want to drink this too."

"No." Yu Xiaolian took the beer to the other side, "This is beer. It has a concentration. You can take the decoction and not drink alcohol."

"Then I won't drink this either." Yu Changhe threw the milk on the table, "I also want to drink it cold."

It's easy to say as long as it's not beer.

Yu Xiaolian brought a bottle of iced hawthorn juice to Yu Changhe.

Yu Changhe opened it and took a sip.

It still tastes good cold, even on a hot day. Drinking it in your mouth will make you feel refreshed in your heart.

But after taking a look at the fragrant spicy hotpot and seeing whether it was edible or not, I couldn't help but glare at Yu Xiaolian.

I have to go out to buy charcoal, hot pot and barbecue tomorrow, here I come!

The next day, after Yu Xiaolian made the soup for Yu Changhe, she packed a few snacks in the three-layer food box she bought in town last time, planning to go out and test the market. She had already inquired about it a few days ago.

Approximate prices of various pastries in this era.

But she is a roadside stall, so she definitely can't sell it at the same price as what she sells in a shop.

Moreover, most of the people she sells to are peddlers and pawns in the busy market.

Because a real lady, your noble lady will not go to the vegetable market.

The rules of Daliang are that street stalls must be set up in the downtown area. Regardless of whether you sell something or not, you have to pay stall fees every day.

After recently delivering acupuncture to Yu Changhe, she often wandered around here. She was already very familiar with several nearby streets.

No one is selling the shops in good locations. The shops that are for sale are either in bad locations or have poor business.

Moreover, Yu Xiaolian and the owner of the dental shop inquired and found that any shop facing the street in Yangcheng would cost several thousand taels.

If it is a large shop in a good location, it will cost tens of thousands taels.

Yu Xiaolian only has a few hundred taels in her hands now, so if she wants to buy a shop, it will be a long and arduous task.