"Oh, your steamed bun is really delicious. I have never eaten such a delicious steamed bun in my life. Well, it is delicious, but it doesn't seem to be very big."
“So they sell for 7, and we sell for 1.”
"Give me another piece."
Lin Xinghua broke off a piece for her. After eating it, she smacked her lips and said, "It's a bit like the cake my grandson gave me."
Lin Xinghua: “Yes, it’s made according to the method of making cake.” Just brag about it.
"Oh, cakes are so expensive. They're not even as big as a steamed bun that costs one dollar a box."
"Hey, no. Sister Liu, do you want it?"
"Yes, give me two dimes." The lady then pulled the string around her trousers.
At the other end of the rope is a cloth bag, which contains money.
There were several pieces of money, small coins, and the biggest one was 10 yuan.
The old lady still has money.
She gave him two dimes, and Lin Xinghua gave her a steamed bun.
"Hey, this is a steamed bun, take it."
"Hey, my hands are dirty. Never mind. I won't get sick if I eat something dirty."
Old Mrs. Liu took the steamed bun herself.
Once someone opens a business, the products will sell out quickly.
Xigou Village is a big village, with several families living on several slopes. Each family buys a few, and soon the two baskets are empty.
"You don't have this anymore?"
"Yes, I have some at home. If you want to buy some, come with me to my house and get them."
"Okay, we'll go with you to your house and get it."
The neighbor took the money and followed them back home.
Ye Xiaozhen hurried to bring out the steamer.
One of these homemade steamers made in the countryside can steam two rice dumplings, so there are 200 steamers in total.
They kept one steamer for themselves, which meant they had to sell 180 of them, and they were all sold out in their own village alone.
Not long after, the first person to buy steamed buns, Mrs. Liu, came in with a basket and said, "Give me another one."
Lin Xinghua: "Sister Liu, why do you need so much?"
"I have a big family. The kids at home ate all the food before I could even warm it up."
"Okay, Jin, get another one for Grandma Liu."
While waiting to get her steamed buns, Mrs. Liu asked curiously, "Mr. Lin, why are you selling steamed buns all of a sudden?"
"Ah! It's all because of poverty. I have two students to support, and life at home is already hard. I just married my grandson's wife, but I haven't had a wedding yet. I need to make some money so I can invite everyone to the wedding."
"You still want to hold a wedding? I thought your wedding was over."
"What do we have to do? We won't let the girl down. Don't worry, the wedding will definitely be held."
"So when will you do it?"
"The date has not been set yet. We will have to wait until the work on Lin'an Dam is finished."
Another person asked, "Does your Lin An make a lot of money from that job?"
Lin Xinghua shook his head. "It's not a lot, just enough to cover the family's expenses."
"You are too modest. I heard from Sun Qing that you promised their family to give a thousand yuan as a betrothal gift. If you don't have the money, would you have agreed to it?"
Lin Xinghua said: "Half of the one thousand yuan was borrowed by Lin An from the boss. Fortunately, he didn't spend it, otherwise he would have to pay it back next year."
"Of course not. Your family made a lot of money by marrying this grandson's wife. I heard it cost hundreds of dollars, right?"
It was not more than 100 yuan, but Lin Xinghua did not say much and said, "Almost."
"That's great. Are Ye Zhengguo and Sun Qing willing?"
"They are not willing to give up. They made such a big fuss yesterday just to ask me to give them another 900 yuan for the betrothal gift."
"Hey, nine hundred? Why didn't they just rob? I heard from the village chief that it would cost a hundred to save her life in the hospital, and they would rather watch her die than pay. It was you, Lin Laoguai, who couldn't bear it and paid a hundred yuan to save her life."
Lin Xinghua smiled and nodded.
Then a few old ladies from the neighborhood said to Ye Xiaozhen, "Xiaozhen, your parents don't treat you as a human being, don't recognize them anymore. Lin Laoguai saved your life, you must be filial to him."
Ye Xiaozhen smiled foolishly and said, "Filial and obedient Grandpa."
"Hey, look how obedient you are. The money is well spent. Old Lin, you are enjoying yourself."
"Haha, enjoy yourself."
"This child is silly, but he is honest, kind-hearted, and handsome. Oh, if I had known this earlier, I would have told my grandson about it."
"Go away, go away. I won't sell you steamed buns if you keep talking nonsense."
Lin Xinghua and everyone were bragging like crazy, while Ye Xiaozhen was selling like crazy.
There were 180 steamed buns in total, and they were sold out in no time.
Lin Xinghua counted the money carefully and made a final calculation.
I sold 180 steamed buns for a total of nine yuan.
"Hey, this is the nine yuan your son earned from selling steamed buns. Keep it."
This is the first time I have touched money since I grew up.
Ye Xiaozhen took it with a smile, counted out the money and returned it to Lin Xinghua.
I took a few pounds of flour from him and left with more than a dollar.
Lin Xinghua was confused, "Why are you giving it back to me?"
She said nothing and ran back into the house with the remaining money.
There was a wooden box in the bedroom. She saw Lin An put all the important things in it, and she also put the money in the box.
Although it was only a few dollars, it was the first money she had earned since coming to this strange world, and she was happier than the tens of thousands she had earned from a live broadcast before.
"Grandpa, I want to eat steamed bread."
Ye Xiaozhen in the room heard a strange voice.
She stood at the window and saw a group of children around seven or eight years old gathered around Lin Xinghua.
In the original memory, this child is Xie Linan's cousin and the son of Xie Linan's third uncle.
Lin Xinghua was surprised and asked, "Why are you back? Aren't you going to school?"
"I'm only in the first grade, so I don't have any classes now. I heard that my eldest brother got married, so my mother brought me back to see him."
"Are you and your mother the only ones back? Where's your father?"
"My dad is still in class, we have to wait a few more days."
"What about your mother?"
"My mother is talking to someone at the entrance of the village."
Lin Xinghua was also very happy to see his grandson and hurried into the house to get her some steamed buns.
As they were from the same village, Ye Xiaozhen knew their family's affairs well.
Lin Xinghua's father-in-law used to work in a supply and marketing cooperative. After he passed away, the job was taken over by Xie Linan's father. The second and third sons were always unhappy about this.
After all the elders of the previous generation had passed away, Xie Linan's grandmother also passed away, leaving Lin Xinghua alone, and several of his brothers began to clamor for the family to be taken away.
Because Xie Linan's father had to work, their lame old father had to be taken care of by their family.
Whoever gets the job will take care of his old father, and no one has any objection to that, so that's it.
But later, Xie Linan's father died in an accident. Xie Linan was still young at that time and was not old enough to work, so the job fell to the second son.
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