Tears welled up in my eyes in early spring.
Looking back, wow!
Chu Xia looked at Fang Yan with red eyes.
Fang Yan was both amused and exasperated. "What are you doing? There are still three or four months until the New Year."
Besides, even if she leaves after the New Year, there's no need for this.
Perhaps because transportation has become so advanced in later generations, with airplanes and high-speed trains everywhere, people can travel to any corner of the country in a day, so they don't feel too much sorrow about parting.
In any case, Fang Yan had never experienced such intense sorrow of parting in her previous life.
This left her momentarily at a loss.
Fang Yan choked back tears, "But after you went to join the army, we'll never see you again."
Fang Yan: ...
Can you please stop making it sound like a matter of life and death?
"Why can't I see it anymore?"
Fang Yan glared at her irritably, "You two should study hard, study hard, and make money hard. I will write to you. When we get there, I will give you their phone number. If you don't have time to write, just call. As long as we don't lose contact, you can come to see me when you have money and time."
After thinking about it, Chu Chun and Chu Xia felt that Fang Yan's words made sense, so they burst into laughter through their tears, "Third Aunt, you must remember that."
"So, are you still going to go up the mountain to collect firewood?" Fang Yan teased.
In early spring, I ran off to pull up the row of water spinach in the vegetable garden.
Water spinach is out of season at this time of year; some of it has already formed seeds. It needs to be pulled up, dried, and burned into ash.
When turning over the soil, use the ash from the fire as fertilizer, mix it with some farmyard manure, and bury it underground to enrich the soil.
In a few days, it will be time to plant winter vegetables such as cabbage, cauliflower, kale, bok choy, lettuce, and snow peas.
Fang Yan doesn't plant too much of anything. She only plants two or three plants of things that can be harvested repeatedly, and three to five plants are enough.
Just like tomatoes, I only planted three, and we ate them all summer long.
Each one eaten is one less available; for example, she would plant about ten Chinese cabbages.
With this arrangement, her small vegetable garden, though only the size of a palm, is now "a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred vegetables in abundance."
After tidying up and putting Xiaoyuzai to sleep that evening, Fang Yan plunged into the kitchen. She had already made half of the beef jerky and pork jerky she had promised to make for Zhang Jizhou, and she had to finish the other half tonight so she could send it out tomorrow.
Once this matter is resolved, she won't have to worry about it anymore.
Because from now on, she will focus wholeheartedly on planning her big money-making scheme before the end of the year.
She has to earn as much as possible this time.
She didn't know how long she would have to stay in the Northwest. What if she stayed for five or ten years? And if the place where Zhang Jizhou's troops were located was really not suitable for doing business, she couldn't really rely on Zhang Jizhou's meager allowance to make a living, could she?
The beef was all marinated, so it cooked quite quickly.
However, because of the large quantity, several ovens were running at the same time, and it took about four or five batches to finish roasting the beef jerky.
While the beef was roasting in the oven, Fang Yan packed it into bags, dividing it into half-pound portions.
To be honest, this beef is really hard to buy; it's so rare.
If it weren't for this time, when Zhang Jizhou went to such great lengths to rescue her, using all the connections he could to save her...
Fang Yan really couldn't bear to send all that beef jerky away.
In rescuing her, the Wei family father and son, Captain Liu, Zhang Zongde, and the village chief all made great contributions, but Zhang Jizhou also deserves credit.
Fang Yan did not overlook this point either.
He had many comrades on his side, and he was afraid there wouldn't be enough to go around, so Fang Yan made eight catties of beef jerky and twelve catties of pork jerky, for a total of twenty catties.
The next day, before leaving home, I packed up the twenty pounds of dried meat.
Fang Yan suddenly remembered something important—she had to write a letter to Zhang Jizhou, right?
She received two letters from Zhang Jizhou, but by a twist of fate, she never replied to either of them.
This isn't really a good idea, is it?
Thinking this, Fang Yan went back into the room, found paper and pen, sat down at the table, and stared blankly at the white paper. She had no idea what to write...
After racking her brains for a long time, unable to come up with even three sentences, Fang Yan decisively changed the letter into a note.
Zhang Jizhou, due to time constraints, I will not write a letter. Here is twenty catties of dried meat, including beef jerky and pork jerky, both in original and spicy flavors.
I originally wanted to write a couple more sentences, to let him try which one tastes good, and to remember that some comrades shared their experiences.
But then I thought, Zhang Jizhou isn't a three-year-old child, does he need me to nag him like a mother hen?
And so, the letter... oh no, the content of the paper ended there. Then, the date and signature were added, and it was done.
After putting the note and the dried meat together, Fang Yan asked Chu Chun to watch the braised food for a while after arriving in the county town, while she went to the post office to mail the items.
Then I'll set up a stall.
Today, she brought a small bag of very small pieces of pork jerky for her fans to try and promote the product.
"Sis, this is some pork jerky I made. Would you like some and let me taste it?"
The small jerky is actually about the size of the first joint of an index finger.
This is the first time the fans have ever heard of pork jerky.
What is pork jerky?
They asked curiously one by one.
However, when they tasted the pork jerky Fang Yan gave them, they were instantly amazed by the wonderful flavor on their tongues.
"Xiao Fang, this pork jerky is so delicious!"
"Xiao Fang, how much is this pork jerky?"
"Xiao Fang, my husband likes food that's a little spicy. Can you make it spicy?"
...
For a moment, everyone was talking at once, each saying their own thing and asking their own questions. After they finished chattering, Fang Yan smiled happily and said, "Don't worry, everyone. Today's flavor is the original. I also plan to make tomato flavor, sweet and spicy flavor, and salty and slightly spicy flavor. One flavor every day. I will make some samples first for everyone to try, and then we can set the price later."
"The number of pork jerky samples is limited, so if you want to try them, remember to come early for the next three days."
"If you arrive late and don't get to try it, please understand. Pork is too expensive, and my small business really can't provide unlimited samples. Please understand."
Although, the braised food business is basically worry-free every day.
However, since she wanted to earn more before the New Year, she naturally couldn't continue with the same sales volume as before.
Fang Yan wanted to increase the daily sales of braised food from two buckets to four buckets.
To boost sales, you need a gimmick.
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