Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

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Chapter 31—Simple Life

The chrysanthemum maiden figured it out, if he went to sell a bowl of tax-deductible money, it would not be worth the effort to go to town. With this skill, shrimps can also catch several bowls. It is reasonable for Gu Chunzhu to receive three bowls of money. She thought that her little uncle had nothing to do with the wind and had been fishing for several days, and everyone in the family was bored.

"The Wangqin family, if someone wants to sell me, let someone go to your house!" The chrysanthemum girl told Gu Chunzhu first.

"Fine." Gu Chunzhu said goodbye to the chrysanthemum girl, and the eyes of two children, especially An An, were falling into the sweet-scented osmanthus, and she took the two children home first.

Back at home, Su Wangqin hadn't returned yet, and Fu's sister-in-law sat down on the wooden pier to wait for them.

When she saw the man came back, she patted her legs and stood up. "What's the matter, it's wrong to be wronged." She looked at the red handprint on Xiao Chengjun's face distressedly, and issued a distressed "trumbling" in her mouth. sound.

"Qiu's apologized, thank you sister-in-law, and helped me watch it for a while." Gu Chunzhu opened the greaseproof paper bag and grabbed a handful of osmanthus sugar and a handful of melon seeds into Fusister-in-law's hands.

Fu's sister-in-law hurriedly resigned: "I can take your family's things. I've watched it for a while and it won't bother me. I will leave it for Xiaocheng and An'an to eat."

"Give it to Dazhuang. Now that you are selling river prawns at home, it is not bad. This sister-in-law also sees that I bought flower oil in the stove to prepare lard. It is not the same as before." And it will get better and better.

Gu Chunzhu put this sentence in his stomach, so that he could not accept it until he said it. "

She was holding things joyfully, seeing that Gu Chunzhu was indeed different from before, and she nodded happily and asked, "Can you really make money selling shrimp?"

Gu Chunzhu told her what she said to Daisy Mother again, and her sister-in-law said that she would also get a shrimp hook to catch shrimp when she was free, and then let Gu Chunzhu sell it.

The two said a few more words and went back to cook their own meals. Gu Chunzhu asked An An and Xiao Cheng to sit in the yard and eat snacks. They were about to turn around and enter the stove to get busy, which was caught by An An's small hand.

A sweet osmanthus candy was stuffed into her mouth, made of flour, and added a little osmanthus and a little sugar, chewed carefully to have sweet taste.

"Delicious?" An An's big eyes stared at Gu Chunzhu's face.

"It's delicious. It's sweet to my heart. An An and his brother ate it. The mother went to boil lard and picked up the lard residue for you." She said and ran to the stove to boil the lard.

The stove was filled with firewood, and the fire was burning, and the iron pan was hot with a white smoke. Gu Chunzhu poured the flower oil cut into pieces.

With the sound of "zi", oil came out of the pan. She turned it with a shovel a few times without letting the oil stick to the pan, and then she stared at the edge when there was more oil.

Five pounds of flower oil boiled the lard in three large pottery jars, and at last there was still a little left to hold in the bowl.

Gu Chunzhu couldn't help but knock on his head, and even bought so much, it was enough to eat for a year!

In addition to lard also boiled out a large bowl of lard residue, Gu Chunzhu took a small bowl out, sprinkled a little salt to stir and then went out to prepare for two children to eat.

"Hasn't osmanthus sugar and melon seeds finished?" She saw two oil paper bags wrapped up and placed on a wooden pier next to her. It looked slightly deflated than before, and it looked like there were a lot left.

"Brother said that he can't eat so much, so An An can eat tomorrow." An An said with a braid shaking his head.

It was really two sensible and distressed children. Gu Chunzhu passed the small bowl over and touched her braid: "Come, eat lard residue."

"Did you eat it?" An An asked intimately. She carefully hugged the small bowl on her knees, and Xiaocheng sat on the edge. The two children picked up each one and yelled at the mouth, then chewed in the mouth.

The lard residue was squeezed out of the oil and it was crispy. Gu Chunzhu also ate one. The taste was very good. She warned the two little guys, "This can't be eaten too much, and if you eat too much, you must have a long bubble in your mouth."

Both of them responded obediently, thinking that there was a sea bowl of lard in the stove, Gu Chunzhu thought of a way to move the brain, lard residue on fire, if mixed with vegetables and mixed to make dumplings dumplings after the water It's on fire and it tastes pretty good.

She thought about it and scooped a pound of brown rice to go to Fu's sister-in-law's house for flour.

Semolina is a little more expensive than brown rice, and white noodles are much more expensive for white-faced buns. Fu-sister insisted on giving her a pound of semolina. Gu Chunzhu thanked her and said that she had made some dumplings for her.

When he returned home, he saw Su Wangqin returned. He was holding An An and throwing it, which was one meter high, and An An also gave out a "giggling" silver bell-like laugh.

"Mr. Wang, it's dangerous, put the child down!" Gu Chunzhu hurriedly pushed the door in, frightening her soul to come out soon.

An An also smiled at her, her hand was gently tapping on her little ass, and blamed: "If your father does not catch you, your little **** will fall into four petals."

"Hee hee hee." An An saw that Gu Chunzhu wasn't really hitting her, and the stiffness disappeared without a trace, and she went to make trouble, and didn't bother her father to throw her away.

Su Wangqin and Gu Chunzhu walked into the stove together. Gu Chunzhu took the flour in his hand and said to him: "Ask for the flour changed by Fu's sister-in-law. Let's eat dumplings today. The stuffing is fried and Chinese cabbage."

"I'll knead the dough." Su Wangqin rolled up his sleeves to wash his hands. When Gu Chunzhu saw that he was kneading his dough, he helped scoop a spoonful of water and went outside. He followed him to wash his hands.

After washing his hands, Gu Chunzhu thought of what Su Wangqin was going to do and asked, "Did you pay for the river prawn?"

"Yes, I went a little longer. I bought the river prawns from the old third family who lived on the edge of the mountain. He grew up with me. I taught him to do trap hunting. He taught him. The mother heard that the needle can be made into a shrimp hook to catch a river prawn, so she bent and caught a whole barrel, and the family couldn’t even worry about eating it.”

Su Wangqin said that he was in a particularly good mood, not only making money but also helping others.

He shook the water in his hands and continued: "Almost nine bowls of river prawns gave twenty-seven liters of money. The youngest girl was happy, and the money was also earned."

"Looking at my brother, Fusister-in-law and Chrysanthemum Madam said that when the shrimps were all brought in, I should have responded. Anyway, a barrel is also sold, we might as well sell more." Gu Chunzhu made things simple with him After giving an explanation, Su Wangqin only nodded and had no opinion.

Su Wangqin took the flour and mixed it with water and started to knead the dough. Gu Chunzhu swept to a bowl of pickles on the stove and asked, "Where did this pickle come from?"