Chapter 43: Spicy sesame oil is very popular, and the whole village sells chili peppers
Xiao Ying's house was bustling with activity, and the mayor's house was also filled with laughter.
It turned out that after Liu Cong returned home that night, he excitedly told his family about the spicy sesame oil and even brought a can back home for his family to taste.
All the dishes that night were spiced with spicy sesame oil, and the family feasted heartily, even eating an extra half bowl of rice. Even Liu Zhao, a picky eater, stopped being picky and stuffed every dish into his mouth.
"Mrs. Xiao is such a wonderful person! Before there were potatoes, and now there's spicy sesame oil. I really don't know how she came up with this."
Liu Cong praised Xiao Ying so much that his wife almost felt jealous.
"Although the potatoes were snatched away by Manxiangyuan, the spicy sesame oil was first obtained by Weixianju."
"My dear, you have no idea how good our business is today. The number of customers has increased by at least 20%, and they all specifically ask for spicy sesame oil!"
Liu Cong was so happy that he kept praising it for a quarter of an hour. If he continued like this, Weixianju would definitely leave Manxiangyuan behind.
"Dad, you said this sesame oil was also made by Xinghe's mother?"
Liu Zhao suddenly interrupted and asked.
Liu Cong glared at him. He had been talking for a long time, but it seemed that this kid didn't listen.
"Who else could it be but Xinghe's mother? I think this Madam Xiao has really changed a lot compared to before. By the way, go and persuade Xinghe to accept this mother as his own."
"Okay, Dad. I'll go right away."
Liu Zhaozheng couldn't find an excuse to slip away, so he ran away immediately after hearing this.
When he found Chen Xinghe, he was reading a book again. He rolled his eyes and snatched the book from his hand.
"You can recite these books by heart, so what's so interesting about them? Why don't I tell you something new?"
Liu Zhao raised his eyebrows complacently. This guy is good in every way except that he is too dull.
Chen Xinghe looked at him calmly without saying anything. Liu Zhao felt bored and rolled his eyes again.
"Okay, okay, I'm telling you, it's about your mother."
I don’t believe that Chen Xinghe didn’t react!
Sure enough, Chen Xinghe reacted and looked at him with more doubt in his eyes.
"You don't know, my dad praised your mom so much tonight that she almost got jealous. But your mom is really amazing. She made some spicy sesame oil in such a short time."
"Because of this sesame oil, my dad said that Weixianju has at least 20% more customers today. Wow... That's amazing!"
"Oh, my dad brought back a jar, and our whole family had half an extra bowl of rice tonight. It really tasted delicious!"
As he spoke, Liu Zhao actually began to praise him, and a hint of surprise flashed across Chen Xinghe's face.
Liu Zhao pondered for a while before coming back to his senses. He approached Chen Xinghe and spoke seriously.
"I don't think your mother is what you said before. Maybe she has really changed. Are you sure you don't want to recognize her?"
Chen Xinghe glanced at him. He had actually thought about it in his heart. He wanted to go back and take a look after the potato incident last time, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.
Unexpectedly, he was shocked again in such a short time. He was really curious about that woman.
"Let me think about it."
He was still a little hesitant. That woman had hurt him so deeply that he had vowed more than once that he would never see her again.
If he were to take the initiative to admit it now because of this, he would feel like a fickle villain.
"Okay, take your time to think about it. I think you can give her another chance." Liu Zhao supported his chin with one hand and murmured, "What child doesn't want his mother?"
Chen Xinghe was silent. If the injury wasn't too severe, who wouldn't want their mother?
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The next morning, after Xiao Ying's family had breakfast and were drying peppers, villagers came one after another to ask about the red strips, obviously having heard what He Jin said.
"It's true. Eight cents per catty. I'll take whatever you have."
Xiao Ying gave everyone a reassurance.
The villagers were overjoyed and ran home to inform the adults and children. They quickly put on their backpacks and carried baskets into the mountains.
"Second son's wife, why do you collect so many red slips? And you charge such high prices. This is not how you spend money."
Chen Zhang also ran over when she heard this, her face looking extremely ugly, and she started criticizing as soon as she entered the door.
It had only been a few days since he'd had a good life, so why was he wasting money again? She felt rather disappointed.
Xiao Ying glanced at her. Although he knew that she was kind and concerned, he didn't like her self-righteous tone, so he ignored her.
When does she need to tell others about what she does?
Chen Zhang couldn't help but become even angrier. This guy was still the same as before, even daring to look at her in the face.
Just as he was about to curse a few more times, Chen Xinghai interrupted him in advance.
He knew that his mother was soft-hearted and didn't like being spoken to like that, even by elders.
"Grandma, my mother collected the red notes for business purposes. They are very valuable after being processed."
"Doing business? Is there anyone buying this thing?"
Chen Zhang was half-believing and half-doubting, and swallowed back the words she was about to say. She looked at Xiao Ying who was concentrating on drying the red strips, and then looked at Chen Xinghai who was smiling warmly, as if he was really working on this thing seriously.
"Are you telling the truth?"
"Well, Mom signed an order with Weixianju yesterday, but she didn't tell anyone about it. I hope Grandma can keep it a secret for us so that others won't sell it to her."
Chen Xinghai took a few steps closer and lowered his voice deliberately.
Chen Zhang was slightly surprised. This thing could actually be sold for money?
Thinking that her tone just now did seem a bit bad, her face turned red and her attitude softened a lot.
But she was very angry that the second son's wife didn't even give an explanation, after all, she was the elder.
"Don't worry, grandma knows what to say and what not to say, and she will definitely help you keep the secret."
Although she didn't have much experience, she was not stupid. She knew that if this matter got out, the second son's wife would not be able to make money, so she naturally agreed.
Then he asked, "If your uncle and aunt picked them, would you pick them too?"
She didn't mention herself, but in fact she was very moved.
Eight cents per pound. Even if her eyesight is blurry, she should be able to pick several pounds a day, right?
The second son’s wife is so generous.
Chen Xinghai smiled and said, "I'll take them all. I'll take as many as I can."
"Okay, I'll go back and tell them."
Chen Zhang left with a smile on her face and feeling satisfied.
"Mom, I told grandma about your business with Weixianju. You won't blame me, right?"
After Chen Zhang was gone, Chen Xinghai nervously walked to his mother, speaking cautiously.
Xiao Ying gave him a look of approval: "You are right, you did a great job."
Chen Xinghai immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as if his mother didn't blame him.
Xiao Ying added, "You don't have to be so cautious in the future. You can be a little bolder. As long as you don't do anything bad, even if you do something wrong, mother won't do anything to you."
"yes."
Chen Xinghai's eyes were filled with excitement. He knew that his mother didn't like his inferiority and cowardice, and he would definitely work hard to change in the future.
He didn't have Xingyun's talent for arithmetic, nor did he have spiritual roots like Xingyue, so he could only become more pleasing to his mother.
Before noon, villagers came to sell peppers. They were probably worried that Xiao Ying would not want them after collecting enough, so they picked a few pounds and ran over.
"Pour it out first so I can take a look. Don't use the bad or unripe ones."
Chen Xinghai was entrusted with the important task of acquisition, which was what Xiao Ying asked him to do in order to train him.
"Don't worry, I'm sure these are all good."
The villagers promised to pour all the peppers on the ground, and Chen Xinghai inspected them one by one.
Make sure they are intact and ripe before weighing them.
"Six and a half pounds."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Xingyun immediately counted: "Fifty-two coins."
The villagers were stunned for a moment and pondered over it secretly for a long time.
Chen Xingyun had already counted out fifty-two copper coins from his purse and handed them over. The man couldn't help but smile when he received the money. It seemed that this thing could really be sold for money!
After pouring the peppers into the winnowing basket, he ran into the mountains again.
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