Chapter 62 What’s going on?

Qin Fangci smiled and refused, "Sister Ye, that's not possible. My family is doing business, and the ingredients are all prepared. If you add too much water, the marinade won't be flavorful enough, and the braised meat won't taste good enough. It will ruin our reputation."

Mom is really amazing. Li Yulan praised her in her heart again.

Mrs. Ye was embarrassed. It was just a bucket of water. She was so stingy.

"Since everyone has spent money on this, I definitely can't cut corners. I have to make sure the ingredients are plentiful and tasty, so that everyone will feel that this is worth the money, right?"

The understanding villagers nodded.

"It takes us two hours to walk back and forth to the city to buy pork heads, and it still costs five or six coins per pound. Half of it is bones, and we have to throw away. I don't need to tell you about the spices, they are all precious and good things. Firewood and water at home are free, but it takes effort to carry them back from outside. We only earn a few coins through hard work. Besides, in the village, we try to be as economical as possible. If you don't believe me, you can see that in other villages, people always use smaller bowls at home to serve food."

"I still say the same thing. We are all from the same village. This is for everyone. I have done my best to be worthy of everyone and my conscience. If anyone thinks we are being unscrupulous, we can choose not to spend the money. I can ask the children to take it and walk a little further. The children will not mind the hard work."

After Qin Fangci finished speaking, she led her men forward.

There will be warmth, and rules are rules.

People who do business need to grasp the right balance. If they only do charity, there is no need to do business and they can just do charity directly.

What Qin Fangci didn't say was that when she made the big bowl of braised food for the villagers, she put more pig offal at the bottom and only covered it with a few slices of pig head meat on top.

Even if you earn less from one bowl, you can still earn more money.

In addition to giving benefits to the neighbors, Qin Fangci also had a selfish motive for using this penny to help the maids in her family build up their courage.

When they become braver, they can follow the men to other villages.

At that time, they will be divided into groups of three. For example, the eldest brother Li will take Dadan and Erdan, the second brother and his wife will take Da Ya, and the third brother and his wife will take Er Ya.

The main purpose was to ask the little girl to go to other villages. Qin Fangci was also afraid of accidents, so it would be safer with more people.

"grandmother!"

Dadan and Erdan rushed over from a distance, like little cannonballs.

Qin Fangci smiled and rubbed each of their little heads.

"Grandma, we've fed the ducks and even brought back two bundles of firewood from the mountain."

"Okay, okay, you're all great. Let's go back to work."

It's lunch time at home, and today's dish is scrambled eggs.

"Mom, we picked out eleven breeding eggs. The rest were fried just like you said."

Du's hands were shaking from frying so many eggs at once.

I was excited but also a little scared, afraid that my mother-in-law would come back and change her mind again.

Fortunately, Qin Fangci is no longer the Qin Fang who easily changes her mind.

"Well, let's set the table. We'll clean the offal and the pig's head after we finish eating."

The work in the fields was almost done in the morning, and after lunch everyone worked together at home.

Looking at the medicine taken out of the backpack, it’s nothing special. It must be bought for Xiaowu.

Small yellow fruit.

"Mom, why are you buying Lu oranges?" Li Laoer, who is knowledgeable in the family, exclaimed. This thing can be found in the mountains. If you buy it from outside, it will cost at least ten cents per pound, right?

Death is precious.

One pound is enough to buy two pounds of pig heads.

"Well," Qin Fangci didn't directly answer how much she paid for it, "I bought it for investment."

"What's that?" Li Laoer muttered softly, "Sizzle, piss."

Qin Fangci: "...After eating, save the core to plant."

"Ah, Mom, you're planting Lu oranges, so just say you're planting Lu oranges, and what about fertilizing them? But it's not wrong to fertilize them with urine. Don't you need to fertilize all these things?"

Qin Fangci handed over a loquat and said, "Try it."

Eat quickly and shut your mouth.

Except for Sandaner, Qin Fangci gave one to each family member.

"Hiss, so sour."

Some people feel sour, such as Wang Shi, Pan Laila and Li Bosong.

Some people think it's okay, such as Li Lao Da, Li Lao Er, Yuan Shi and the children.

"Erya, find a small basin and collect all the cores. Fill it with clean water and soak them. I'll teach you how to wash them later."

Erya quickly took a basin and collected the cores one by one.

"Mom, there are still so many. Let us try one more. If you want to plant it, you can only plant the core anyway."

Qin Fangci gave a few more to the children and handed the rest to Da Ya and Er Ya, "Peel them and boil them in water. Drink some later. It moistens the lungs and can be used as medicine."

When Daya heard this, she called Erya, Sanya and Siya to take it away together.

Two sets of pig offal were given to Yuan and Wang for cleaning, while Dadan and Erdan helped to fetch water.

Boss Li and Boss Li set up a fire to roast a pig's head.

The fat was given to Mrs. Du to make oil. There was a lot of oil at home these days, and half of the oil from the last wild boar was used up.

Li Yulan was asked to cut the lean meat.

As for Qin Fangci, she took Li Laosan, Li Bosong and Pan Laita to the bamboo forest.

The spring bamboo shoots she had been longing for had not yet been dug.

The taste is also very good if the spring bamboo shoots are blanched in water and then braised together with the marinade.

There are no potatoes here yet, but there are people in Liantang Village who grow lotus roots, and there are more than one household. Otherwise, this place cannot be called Liantang Village.

But that thing is not ripe yet, so I can’t braise it even if I want to.

"Bai Song, calculate for your third brother how much he should be paid for the 20% of the 234 coins."

Pan Laita looked at Qin Fangci in surprise.

"What are you looking at?"

Pan Lazi smiled and said, "You have a sharp tongue but a soft heart."

"I have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, but how can I go against money?"

"You hid it from your family but not from me. Aren't you afraid that I'll tell others and cause unrest in your family?" Pan Laita said jokingly.

"You are well-educated and sensible, so you naturally have your own way. You are really the kind of person who stirs up trouble. I want to kick you out as soon as possible." Qin Fangci grinned.

Pan Sloppy: “…”

Li Bosong quickly calculated, "Mom, you should give Third Brother 47 cents, 46.8."

"Oh, you have both decimals and whole numbers. Your math is really amazing." It's hard to tell whether Pan Sloppy's tone was sarcastic or praising. It was very similar to what Qin Fangci said just now.

"I didn't bring the money with me. I'll give it to you later."

"Thank you, Mom." said Li Laosan.

He has to take the money, and he won't do such a dangerous thing again next time.

If the couple and their mother work hard, they can earn the money in four or five days. What if, as their mother said, he falls down...what will they do?

Pan Sloppy looked at the bamboo forest and asked, "What are we doing here? Cutting bamboo and taking it back?"

"First, find some bamboo shoots. Then, cut down two more bamboos and bring them back to weave baskets."

"Mom, is this a bamboo shoot?" Li Baisong asked, pointing to a tip on the ground, with excitement in his eyes. To be honest, it was his first time digging bamboo shoots, and it is always more exciting to do something for the first time.

Pan Sloppy stood with his hands behind his back, shaking his head, "'Purple sheaths split old brocade, white skin splits new jade.'"

"Mr. Pan, what does 'Purple sheaths crack old brocade, white flesh splits new jade.' mean?"