Chapter 86: Doing something big
After another round of polite conversation, when they walked out of Shen Wenfu's yard, Sang Yongjing breathed a sigh of relief and asked Xie Qiujin beside him, "Did I say anything wrong just now?"
Xie Qiujin rolled up her sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead, smiled faintly and shook her head: "No, my husband said it very well."
After confirming that they had all left, Chen Huirou rushed back to the square table and looked at Shen Wenfu eagerly.
He couldn't help but laugh: "You usually have enough to eat and drink, why do you look so greedy?"
Chen Huirou blushed and said shyly, "Dad, this rabbit meat smells really good."
In fact, it wasn't just her. Shen Wenfu himself also found the fragrance pleasing. He gently scratched the tip of Shen Huirou's nose as she lay at the table, and said lovingly, "Okay, okay, Rou'er will definitely have a share. Call your mother and brother over, and we'll eat together."
Just as Xiaohu said, the Shen family is indeed rich.
While other families would grind rice and mix it with grains and beans before cooking, they ate refined rice and white flour every meal. Even meat, which ordinary people only bought during festivals, was eaten every few days.
But even so, Chen Huirou still felt very hungry when she smelled the aroma of roasted rabbit meat. It was so delicious.
After Chen Huirou called the two of them over and brought bowls of porridge, the four of them sat around the table.
Shen Wenfu untied the hemp rope on the mouth of the wine jar and lifted the leaves that sealed it. A burst of wine aroma instantly came out. It was definitely the rice wine he usually drank.
Shen Yingshu quickly said, “Dad, let me pour you some wine.”
"No, thanks." Shen Wenfu poured himself half a bowl, then took another bowl and poured a small half bowl into it.
"Today's food goes well with wine, so Shu'er, you should drink less and don't be too greedy."
He was not afraid that Chen Yingshu would drink too much and be unable to sell goods at the stall, but he was simply afraid that he would become addicted to drinking and would be drunk every day and unable to read.
Seeing three pairs of eyes staring at him, waiting for his words, Shen Wenfu waved his hand and said, "Eat."
He picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. He had a good alcohol tolerance and the alcohol content of the wine was low. Even if he finished the whole jar of rice wine, he would be completely sober before noon.
The rice wine tastes slightly sweet, with the aroma of malt koji and rice interwoven, and a prominent sense of layering. The soft and delicate taste makes you drink it over and over again without getting tired of it.
After the aftertaste of the wine faded away, he picked up a piece of rabbit meat, exactly where the rabbit leg was.
The moment he took a bite of the rabbit, his eyes lit up. This rabbit was cooked perfectly. The skin was crispy, the inside was juicy, slightly sweet but not greasy, the meat was springy, and the cooking time was just right.
The food is not inferior to that in the city restaurants. It seems that the Sang family has a great cook.
After tasting the three dishes they brought one by one, Shen Wenfu no longer had the mood to comment on them. There were only two words in his mind - delicious.
Three dishes plus homemade rice porridge were just enough for four people. Later on, Shen Wenfu even forgot to drink the wine and just wanted to eat a few more bites of the dishes.
Chen Yingshu ate with great satisfaction. He hadn't had such a satisfying meal in a long time. He asked casually, "Dad, who sent this dish? The cooking is really good."
"The Sang family is quite polite. When their house is built, you can bring your brother-in-law to visit them and introduce them to their family. We can't just take their food and drink for free."
Shen Wenfu became more and more satisfied with the Sang family. He liked smart people, and he liked those who were not smart even more.
Since I helped them before, it's only natural for them to come and give me gifts of thanks, but they can't give me too much, otherwise it won't be a thank you gift but flattery.
The things they sent today were not expensive, but it was obvious that they had carefully inquired about his preferences and knew that he liked to drink rice wine, so the things they sent were all delicious dishes to go with the wine.
Since he accepted this friendship, he naturally had to repay it in kind in the future.
"Okay, Dad, I'll go to the market first." Chen Yingshu agreed without hesitation.
After returning to the shed with Sang Xingjia, Sang Yu held up his chin and watched him slowly walking around for exercise, still thinking about doing something big.
She had already made up her mind. Tomorrow, she would have Sang Yongjing and his wife accompany her up the mountain to pick fruit. They would pick as many as they could, the more the better, and then boil them all down into candy and sell them when they got back.
Sang Xingjia stood beside her holding a shuttlecock, eager to try: "Sister, do you want to play shuttlecock together?"
Ever since he got the shuttlecock, he didn't even bother watching the ants moving their belongings, just kicking them from time to time. Now that he was playing alone and feeling a bit bored, he turned his attention to the dazed Sang Yu.
Kicking shuttlecock? Sang Yu came back to his senses and agreed readily: "Okay, how do we play? Should we compete to see who kicks the most or play against each other?"
She is quite good at all of them. When she was in elementary school, she was so good at kicking shuttlecock and jumping rubber rope that she was sought after by countless children, and everyone wanted to be her good friend.
"Kick!"
The hem of her clothes was very long. Sang Yu held her chin with one hand to reveal her shoes. She took a stance towards Sang Xinghao and raised her chin: "Come."
Sang Xinghao kicked the shuttlecock and it flew towards her quickly. Sang Yu bent her knees and raised her legs to kick it, but... she missed.
"Ahem, mistake, mistake. Sister didn't perform well just now. Let's try again."
No one told her that ancient costumes were so inconvenient for big movements. Sooner or later, when she earned money, she would find a tailor to make her a pair of pants that would allow her to move more easily.
When Sang Yongjing and his wife returned home in the evening, Sang Yu told them her idea. She thought they would agree readily, but she saw that Sang Yongjing had a frown on his face.
He asked, "But Yu'er, didn't you say before that selling sugar was dangerous? And this time the quantity is so huge, isn't it even more dangerous?"
Making money is good, but putting yourself in danger is not safe.
Sang Yu didn't expect that what she had said before would be used against her by him. She was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to say.
After a pause, she continued, "It's indeed dangerous, but Dad, have you ever thought about one thing? Our family doesn't have enough money anymore."
"Not enough again?" Sang Yongjing was very surprised.
He clearly remembered that he made a lot of money from selling sugar last time, which was more than enough to build a house. But just a few days later, it was not enough again?
Thinking about the wine, meat and food he had given away today, he suddenly realized where the money had gone.
"Then sell less sugar. The gap shouldn't be that big."
Sang Yu nodded first and then shook her head: "The gap is not big but not small either."
"We don't need much money to build the house, but the weather will get colder once the house is built. We can't just sleep in our clothes like we do now and buy quilts and other small things, which costs money everywhere."
"Then..." Sang Yongjing wanted to say that he would go sell candy later, but before he said it, he realized that something was wrong.
Since selling sugar is risky, why do you continue to sell it again and again? No matter how much you sell, the probability of an accident is the same.
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