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When Wang Yingxue heard her aunt ask her if she wanted to buy it, she didn't know how to answer.
She knew that the pickled vegetables were made by Grandma Huang, but she didn't know if she could tell Aunt Wang.
After thinking it over, Wang Yingxue realized she still couldn't make up her mind, so she decided to ask Huang Qinqin for help.
When Huang Qinqin saw Wang Yingxue looking at her helplessly, she suddenly noticed that Wang Yingxue seemed to have become much fairer and was not as thin as before.
Although it was somewhat inappropriate, Huang Qinqin noticed that Wang Yingxue, whose face had become fuller, seemed particularly young.
When Huang Qinqin first met her, she was so thin that she looked like she was in her early twenties.
But now, more than half a month after marrying into the Huang family, Wang Yingxue, whose face has regained its plumpness, looks like she is 17 or 18 years old.
After a moment of hesitation, Huang Qinqin came to her rescue, saying, "Aunt Wang, my sister-in-law won't buy any. I've already bought some for the family."
Then quickly changed the subject: "There are only three kinds of pickled vegetables in there: pickled radish, pickled cowpeas, and pickled taro stems. Aunt Wang, which one do you want?"
Aunt Wang thought for a moment. She had eaten pickled radishes and pickled cowpeas, but she had never eaten pickled taro stems.
I'm just going to buy a bottle of this and try it out, since I don't know if it tastes good or not.
"I want a bottle of that, taro, what was it again?"
"Sauerkraut stems?"
"Ah, yes, yes, I'll take one bottle of this first. How much is it? I'll give it to you now."
All the pickled vegetables were priced the same, Huang Qinqin replied, "A bottle costs 30 cents."
Aunt Wang paused for a moment as she took out her money, and began to hesitate.
She hadn't expected the pickled vegetables to be so expensive. She saw that when other people came out after buying them, the jars could only hold about half a pound at most.
So, that works out to 60 cents per pound, right?!
It's more expensive than a pound of bones! Pickled vegetables at the market are only 10 cents a pound. This is too expensive!
Aunt Wang slowly put the money back, just about to say she didn't want it anymore.
Just then, an elderly woman next to them opened a jar of pickled radishes and gave her granddaughter a few bites right there.
The aroma of the pickled radish wafted unexpectedly into Aunt Wang's nose.
After smelling the aroma, Aunt Wang's desire to buy it resurfaced.
She walked up to the old woman and asked somewhat shyly, "Auntie, I'd like to ask, is this pickled vegetable tasty?"
Upon closer inspection, Aunt Wang discovered that the old lady had bought a huge amount of pickled vegetables; just looking at it, there were at least seven or eight jars.
"It's delicious! My granddaughter and I especially love it. Would you like to try some?"
This elderly woman has become a loyal fan of pickled vegetables after trying them a few times.
As soon as she saw Aunt Wang's expression, she knew that she must have never tried it before, otherwise she wouldn't have hesitated.
Although she also felt that 30 cents a bottle was a bit expensive, she thought about the taste of the pickled vegetables and how her granddaughter could eat a few more bites of rice with them.
So they didn't think it was expensive, since his father, son, and daughter-in-law were all workers, and they only had two children.
Buying 10 bottles only costs 3 yuan, but 10 bottles will last their family a long time. Thinking about it that way, she doesn't think it's expensive anymore.
Now, whenever someone asks her how it tastes, she enthusiastically invites Aunt Wang to try it.
Aunt Wang was a little embarrassed at first, but the older woman kept enthusiastically urging her to try it, so she actually took a bite.
Just this one bite of pickled vegetables made Aunt Wang's eyes light up.
It's fresh, fragrant, and delicious, with a perfect balance of salty and sweet. It's completely different from the pickled vegetables I make myself, or the ones sold outside for 1 cent a pound!
Aunt Wang realized! No wonder it's so expensive, it really is delicious!
After thanking the old lady, Aunt Wang immediately changed her mind and said to Huang Qinqin, "Qinqin, I want a jar of each kind of pickled vegetable!"
"Here's the money. Could you please take it out for me? Thank you."
Looking at the money in her hand, Huang Qinqin felt that this old lady was even more capable than their sales clerk, managing to get Aunt Wang to buy two more bottles.
After tasting it, Aunt Wang's opinion of the pickled vegetables changed.
Although it's only about half a pound, half a pound is still a lot. If you eat it sparingly, it can last for at least ten days to half a month.
If you calculate it that way, it only costs a few cents a day. With so many people in the family to eat, it's practically free for everyone!
As she calculated, Aunt Wang felt a little tempted to buy a few more bottles, but she held back because she hadn't bought any groceries yet.
After Huang Qinqin bought the pickled vegetables for Aunt Wang, she said to Wang Yingxue, "Sister-in-law, could you please pass on this message to my brother at noon?"
"Tell him to come see me after get off work tonight. I have something to tell him."
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When Huang Jianguo returned home at noon, he was surprised to hear Wang Yingxue say that Huang Qinqin wanted to see him.
Since getting married, Huang Qinqin would have Xu Junhui drive her back to tell them everything.
Why did they specifically call him over to the Xu family this time?
Huang Jianguo had a vague feeling that Huang Qinqin might have gotten into trouble and was too guilty to go home.
However, Huang Jianguo didn't say much, just nodded: "Okay, I understand."
However, Huang Jianguo suddenly wondered how Huang Qinqin ended up running into Wang Yingxue.
Did Wang Yingxue go to the department store today?
Huang Jianguo wasn't the only one curious; Chen Zhaodi was also very curious, and she even asked directly.
"Yingxue, where did you run into Qinqin today?"
When Chen Zhaodi asked her, Wang Yingxue stopped eating and tried to swallow the food in her mouth.
"I met Qinqin at the department store. When Aunt Wang and I went to buy groceries today, we saw a lot of people gathered around the department store."
"Aunt Wang said there must be something good, so we went over to join the fun, and that's when we met Qinqin."
"Good stuff? What good stuff?"
Upon hearing that there were many people at the department store today, Chen Zhaodi lost all interest in how Wang Yingxue met Huang Qinqin.
Her mind is now filled with thoughts of what good things the department store has to offer.
She doesn't know if they still exist now; if they don't, she feels like she's lost out big time!
Wang Yingxue shook her head: "It's just selling my grandma's pickled vegetables. A bottle costs 30 cents, but still a lot of people buy them."
"Aunt Wang also bought three bottles."
Hearing that it was just selling pickled vegetables, Chen Zhaodi felt relieved, thinking that there really was something she could find at a bargain price.
"That's normal. Grandma Jianguo's pickled vegetables are really delicious. Otherwise, the department store wouldn't have partnered with the village."
"But does Aunt Wang know that these pickled vegetables are made in our village?"
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