Lin Xiaohui's words gave Qian Qing an inspiration. The food sold on the train was disgusting. She and her sister had tried it once when they came back from the provincial capital. Except for the staple food which had no seasoning and no room for improvement, the other dishes were terrible.

In this case, it seemed a no-brainer that her mother’s chili sauce would be popular.

"Mom, make thirty bottles this time, no, fifty bottles. I'll try to sell them on the train when I go south."

Qian Qing planned to test the market to see if the goods were easy to sell on the railway. If they were, she would sell them to the people who were on the train.

Nowadays there is a type of people who take trains on a daily basis. They are like rootless drifters. They buy a short-distance ticket, bring some things on the train, avoid the train attendants and sit for a few more stops. In the middle of the journey, they sell the things they brought, buy more goods when they arrive at the destination, and then get on the train to sell the goods again.

Qian Qing wanted to sell the chili sauce to the railway, but she knew it was unlikely.

Although the chili sauce made by her mother is good, it has no brand. Respectable state-owned factories and government agencies will not purchase such unguaranteed products.

Mother Qian was so surprised that her tone became excited.

"I...anyone wants to buy the chili sauce I made?"

"Not only do people want to buy it, but it's also $2.50 a bottle."

Mother Qian's hands were shaking with excitement. Although she had sold popsicles before and was now running a canteen business, she always felt that all these were her daughter's credit and had little to do with her.

But the chili sauce is different! She made it herself, and it’s a reward for her craftsmanship. She earned it herself!

"Okay, okay, I'll go back and make it right away... I'm out of Sichuan peppercorns at home, no, I have to go buy some right away, Qingqing, please help me take over the stall!"

Qian's mother rushed to prepare the materials, and Qian Qing couldn't stop her.

Qian's mother bought all the ingredients that night and started preparing. Qian Qing felt dizzy when she saw them. There were more than a dozen kinds of spices such as aniseed, peppercorns, fennel, etc. mixed together, and there were even four or five kinds of chili peppers!

No wonder Lin Xiaohui didn't even bother asking how it was done. It turns out that the train attendants who had tasted good things knew from the beginning that this thing was troublesome.

Qian Qing muttered, "What a hassle! Isn't $2.50 a little too little..."

Qian's mother smiled and said, "It's quite a lot. Don't be fooled by the number of things. They are not expensive materials."

A bottle costs two dollars and a half. Qian's mother calculated the cost of ingredients in her mind and happily stir-fried the spices in the pot.

"Qingqing, are you going to the South again this time?"

Qian Qing nodded: "Yes, let's go buy some clothes before the weather freezes completely. Otherwise, it's not a good idea to just leave the stall idle after spending money to rent it."

Qian's mother put down the spatula and hesitated: "If I make some chili sauce, can I sell it at the night market during this period?"

Qian Qing naturally wouldn't refuse: "Then how are you going to sell it?"

Mrs. Qian may not be so sharp in other matters, but she still has her own opinions on food.

"I also sell steamed buns. I put chili sauce in the buns and add some salted vegetables."

Qian Qing thought it was good, but on second thought she couldn't help laughing.

"Mom, you really can't stand salty taste, right?"

As the mother and daughter were talking about this, Qian Yu and his family came back.

Qian Qing then took a closer look at her brother-in-law, whom she had never paid much attention to. Huang Sanping was not tall, with a straight and generous face and slightly thin lips. He looked honest.

Seeing Qian Qing there, Huang Sanping, who was carrying Qianqian, felt a little restrained. He put Qianqian down and greeted her with a respectful tone.

Qian Qing also greeted her brother-in-law, and Qian's mother rushed them to the living room to avoid having too much room in the kitchen.

Qianqian was holding the fruit leather bought by Huang Sanping and eating it bit by bit. Qian's mother ran her own grocery store and Qian Qing didn't mind, so Qianqian had no shortage of snacks recently.

Qian Qing stuffed a few small pendants given by Lin Xiaohui to Qianqian, while Qian Yu sent his daughter out to play. The three adults sat together to talk about serious matters.

Qian Qing didn't beat around the bush and asked immediately: "Brother-in-law, you know everything I told my sister, right? What do you think?"

Huang Sanping looked at Qian Yu with some embarrassment, and said with a choke, "I can do anything. I can carry bags and do anything else."

Qian Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can you be asked to carry the bag by yourself... What do you think about going to the south?"

Huang Sanping lowered his head: "I can do anything."

“…How about the incoming goods?”

"All is fine."

Qian Qing was completely helpless and looked at her sister.

Qian Yu also had a headache. She had always known that her husband was not good at speaking.

"Qingqing, I'm going to trouble you again this time. Neither of us is as good at looking at styles and varieties as you are. This time we'll follow you and naturally we'll buy some of whatever you buy."

Although it was embarrassing to say, Qian Yu felt that given the girl's temper, she would rather hear the unpleasant truth than a lie.

Qian Qing continued her sister's words: "Okay, let's go to Yangcheng to buy the goods first, and then go to that town to take a look."

Originally, she didn't want any answers, she just wanted to understand what everyone was planning to avoid any accidents along the way.

But why didn't she realize that her brother-in-law was so handsome before?

Qian Qing had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She said hello to Qian's mother and went home.

Hearing the door close, Huang Sanping raised his head and watched his sister-in-law walk away. Then he whispered to Qian Yu: "Qian Qing is really powerful now."

Qian Yu said with a bit of pride: "My sister has been to high school, so her horizons must be broader than ours."

Huang Sanping hesitated a little: "Wife, are we really going to the south?"

Qian Yu nodded indifferently: "Yes."

Huang Sanping was a little anxious: "We have so much money now, can't we do some small business at home? My mother won't say anything now, can't we buy a small stall in the city to sell vegetables?"

Qian Yu went back a few days ago and told him the whole story, and also showed him six hundred yuan.

This small amount of money almost scared Huang Sanping, a grown man, to death!

Six hundred! The Huang family doesn’t even have six hundred dollars in their pockets!

Huang Sanping was both happy and scared. In his opinion, this little money was enough for his family and Qianqian to live well. If his wife really couldn't get along with his mother, they could move to the city and rent a house, sell vegetables and make a living, and his wife could still take care of Qianqian. Huang Sanping felt embarrassed to leave Qianqian to his mother-in-law.

Qian Yu looked at her husband in surprise, frowning, "Didn't we talk about this before? The money in my hand was saved by Qingqing. After paying Qianqian's tuition, I only have 600 yuan left. What business can I do? Besides, even if Qianqian's tuition is paid, there is still no sign of junior high school. If the child can't get a city hukou and can't pay the tuition, she will have to be sent back to town to attend junior high school."

Huang Sanping hesitated for a while, and finally spoke out his inner thoughts hesitantly: "Do we have to let Qianqian go to school in the oil field... Otherwise, let's transfer her to another school. I heard that the tuition fee for the sixth primary school in Y City is only fifty yuan."

Qian Yu's face turned red with anger, and he walked around the room twice before calming down: "What are the conditions for the Sixth Primary School? What are the conditions for the First Primary School for Children? If Qingqing didn't have connections here, do you think we could send the child to the First Primary School for Children so smoothly? Now we still have money in hand, but you think about not being able to pay the tuition in the future and having to transfer the child. I would like to ask you, a grown man, how can you be so unambitious. My sister can earn thousands of yuan for herself in less than half a year, but you don't have the confidence to get a city hukou for our Qianqian in five years?"

Huang Sanping had never been scolded by his wife like this before, and his face immediately turned red, but he was tongue-tied. He couldn't say anything after a long while, so he could only hold his head and sit in the chair without saying a word.

Qian Yu used to feel distressed when she saw her husband like this, but now she feels that his actions are adding fuel to the fire.

"Huang Sanping, let me tell you this. I will send my child to the Zidi No. 1 Primary School. Not only Zidi No. 1 Primary School, but also middle school and high school in the future, I will send my child to the best schools! You have suffered the loss of being uneducated, and I have suffered the loss of being uneducated, and I can't let Qianqian be like this! If you don't like it, leave now. As long as you feel at ease! My sister took me to make money, do you really think that this money was earned by me? I tell you clearly that this money was given to me by my sister! Otherwise, my sister earned this little money herself, what does it have to do with you and me? This time I asked you to go together, isn't it because I thought that you are a man and it is inconvenient for the two of us girls to go out, so I asked you to follow. You are hesitating like this, are you still a man?"

Huang Sanping's expression changed several colors when he heard Qian Yu's words.

After a long while, he smiled bitterly and said, "Am I such a heartless person in your eyes? I know that you and your sister went to the provincial capital together to open your eyes, but haven't I been an old farmer in the countryside all my life and have no experience? I understand what you said, and I will work hard for Qianqian. You love your child, so why don't I love her too? Don't I hope that Qianqian will be well in the future?"

Qian Yu had lost her temper, but now that she saw her husband giving in, the anger in her heart subsided a lot.

Huang Sanping smiled bitterly: "You are so angry now. I just mentioned it and you got so angry. I won't say it next time. You are still the boss of our family."

Mother Qian heard the couple quarreling in the kitchen, and they didn't say anything during the quarrel. When she heard that the quarrel outside seemed to have calmed down, she called her eldest daughter to come in and help, hoping to distract the couple from their quarrel and calm down.

Qian Yu had just gotten angry and his face was still a little red.

Seeing her like this, Qian's mother patiently advised her: "Sanping has never been out much, so he certainly doesn't see things as carefully as you and Qingqing. This trip to the south is also a good opportunity. You can take him to see the outside world, maybe his ideas will change. There is no such thing as a perfect man, most of them are taught by themselves."

Qian Yu interrupted her mother with a muffled voice: "Who said that no one is perfect? ​​Zhou Hao had a stable job but he never interfered with Qingqing. Why can't Sanping be a little more like Zhou Hao? Not to mention a little, even a little bit?"

Mother Qian was both angry and amused by her eldest daughter's words: "If you compare yourself with Zhou Hao, then you can only be picky when you look at Sanping. But everyone lives their own life. If you only look at how well other people live, you will be angry no matter what. Sanping is an honest man. He will tell you what's on his mind. Even if you don't like it, don't argue. If you can talk it out, then talk it out. If you can't, you have to make the decision yourself. I'm afraid that if you argue too much, he will hide something in his heart in the future, and your relationship will be affected."

Qian Yu knew her mother was right, so she lowered her head and remained silent.

According to Qian's mother, she also didn't think what Huang Sanping said was right. Although Qian Yu didn't go to school as much as Qian Qing, she still knew things. She knew that the last time she went to the provincial capital, it was Qian Qing who gave her the profits from one thousand pillowcases and handkerchiefs.

The two daughters have a good relationship, and Qian's mother is happy to see it. As for the little foolishness of her son-in-law, Qian's mother thinks it is not impossible to teach him. For someone who has always lived in the countryside, how can he know the world outside if you tell him that it is so vast? She just hopes that this trip to the south will help her eldest son-in-law to learn his lesson sooner.

Huang Sanping in the main room had no one to comfort him, so he could only sweep his mother-in-law's house in silence. He felt a little aggrieved and thought that Qian Yu had changed a lot since he went to the provincial capital.

Not to mention her attitude when she got home, she has now started to pay attention to her clothes and even puts something on her face before going to bed every day, saying that it was given to her by Qian Qing.

Huang Sanping had an indescribable feeling. He always felt that although his wife was by his side, she was getting further and further away from him.

*****

When Qian Qing returned home, the "perfect" Zhou Hao was already at home.

But unlike usual, Zhou Hao did not rush to the door to open it for Qian Qing when he heard the door ring. Instead, he sat on a chair in the main room, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, looking very proud and motionless.

Qian Qing knew at first glance that Zhou Hao must have something to tell her, but she didn't want him to do so.

"Zhou Hao, have you washed your clothes?"

Zhou Hao was planning to put on a good show, but when asked this question, he immediately lost his temper.

“…I washed it.”

"My mom said the light bulbs in the grocery store need to be replaced. Did you buy them?"

“…I bought it.”

"Hey, did you make sweet soup?"

"……Um."

Zhou Hao put his chin on Qian Qing's shoulder and said a little aggrievedly: "If I had known earlier, I would not do it today and leave it to you."

He originally wanted to win credit for his wife and enjoy the emperor's treatment. But he didn't stop and did the whole thing.

Qian Qing's eyebrows twisted, and Zhou Hao took out an envelope from his pocket. From the thickness of the envelope, it was obvious that there was a lot of money in it.

"Here, wife, this is two thousand yuan."