As Shuiqing opened her eyes, she saw the dilapidated room, half a piece of darkened bread, and five children with malnutrition, their faces full of concern. Eldest sister-in-law sneered, “It’s ...
Pig offal is also considered meat.
Everyone in my aunt's family is hardworking. They raise many chickens, ducks, sheep, and rabbits, and also so many big, fat pigs.
Not only do their own families have meat and eggs to eat, but they can also sell the surplus for money.
Moreover, everyone has their own division of labor, so the work is not too tiring when it is distributed, but everyone eats together, so you can eat very well every day without being tired.
Thinking of her own home, Fan Zhaodi's eyes darkened.
Grandma was the most precious person in the family. She didn't do any work, not even the simplest things like fetching water to wash her face and feet.
After the family separated, she had to prepare everything for her grandmother in advance every day. If it was late, or the water was too hot or too cold, she would be scolded.
Then there are four older brothers, who are boys. They can carry on the family line and work in the fields. They are very important. They don't have to do chores like cooking, washing clothes, cleaning, tending the vegetable garden, chopping firewood, cutting grass, or feeding chickens, ducks, and geese.
Father was even worse.
My mother had to work in the fields and cook, and she didn't do any other chores.
Even if she's very busy every day, there's only so much she can do.
The amount of meat my family eats throughout the year is less than the amount my aunt cooks in a single day, yet my aunt's family hasn't gone poor; in fact, their lives have only gotten better.
Perhaps, eating won't make you poor; only laziness will....
Fan Jin looked at Shui Qing with his dark, lustrous eyes, and Shui Qing immediately understood. The two then went outside.
With no one around, Fan Jin said softly, "The rain has stopped, and there should be quite a few mushrooms on the mountain. We can't trade them for grain, but we can trade them for pork. What do you think?"
They can sell mushrooms in the mall. One pound of mushrooms can buy more than ten pounds of pork in the mall. It's more cost-effective to save them for later.
Compared to mushrooms, the villagers prefer pork, as they believe that pork can help them improve their health.
With the villagers' health improving, any subsequent floods or wars would benefit them.
Shuiqing had thought about this, but her parents were still at home.
She winked at the house and asked in a low voice, "What did Father and Mother say?"
Before, when exchanging rice, they could use the Bai family as a shield, but now that the floods have blocked the roads, exchanging pork for mushrooms is no longer an option.
Fan Jin pondered for a moment, then cautiously asked, "They say Ziqian's parents like to eat this kind of mushroom. Can we exchange it for some, dry it, and store it for them?"
Shuiqing: ...Why not? It works perfectly!
No wonder they say three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang; more people means more ideas!
When Shuiqing returned to the house, he immediately announced that the pig would be slaughtered the next day.
The younger children opened their mouths, their surprise outweighing their shock.
Hu's mother quickly asked why.
Shuiqing repeated the reasons that Fan Jin had just given her.
At the same time, I remarked: The Bai family is really useful; no matter what the matter is, we can always bring out the Bai family's name.
Upon hearing that Bai Manshan and Li Huyu liked to eat it, Hu's mother immediately fell silent.
Others may not know, but she does. Ziqian's parents gave their daughter a lot of money, saying it was to repay the debt of saving Ziqian's life, but it was really too much.
They are a wealthy family; what good food haven't they eaten?
If our daughter were to send them pork, they might not appreciate it, but if they love mushrooms, we could store up plenty to send to them.
Bai Ziqian was deeply moved!
Shui Qing looked at Fan Jiang and instructed, "Da Jiang, go to the old village chief's house and tell him that we're slaughtering a pig tomorrow. We'll exchange four catties of mushrooms for one catty of fatty meat, and three catties of mushrooms for one catty of lean meat. Anyone willing to come and exchange can come."
The rice they exchanged for was significantly more expensive than the market price in the prefectural city because they bought it from the mall. Rice was cheaper there, so they could buy more. And only she and Fan Jin knew about it, so it wasn't a big deal to replenish their supplies.
But now, her father can pinpoint the exact weight of a pig down to the ounce!
Since there's no way to replenish it, of course we can't follow the rice's recipe.
Times change, and you have to be flexible when doing business.