Jiang Yingxue smiled lightly and said, "Peiyu, why are you being so polite to me, your sister? I'll be setting up a stall in the city soon. Please help me promote my business among your classmates and friends."
Jiang Peiyu patted his chest and said, "No problem, I will complete the task!" Such delicious meatballs must be liked by many people.
Today wasn't a holiday, but Jiang Xianyi had returned to his hometown on a whim. Ever since his wife left, his son Jiang Zhikun had taken him to live in the city. Life there was good, but he still missed his hometown sometimes. So, today, he'd returned because he felt homesick, but he'd brought his granddaughter with him, so he couldn't stay the night and would return later.
When Jiang Xianzheng learned that his brother had returned, he gave him a can of Lingguzhi powder from his cabinet and told him to come back for more when he had finished. After greeting Jiang Yingxue, he took his brother to the fish pond at the foot of the mountain to fish.
Jiang Xianyi also looked excited. The taste of this fish really made him linger on the taste.
Last week, when the space pond was full of fish and shrimp, Jiang Yingxue and his grandson went to the city to deliver a large box of fish and shrimp to his family and Jiang Mingzhen's family.
Jiang Xianyi's heart ached when he heard this. Seeing the excessive fish in the box, his son, Jiang Zhikun, without first consulting the rest of the family, took it upon himself to distribute the fish to friends and neighbors while Jiang Xianyi wasn't paying attention, claiming they'd lost their flavor after being refrigerated for too long and that there were too many to eat. He kept only two large sea bass.
This made Jiang Xianyi very angry, but it was not easy to take back the things he had given away.
Jiang Xianyi pointed at his son's nose and scolded him, "You prodigal son! Do you know how much this fish costs per pound? 500 yuan per pound! And yet you gave away all 10 fish! I'm so angry!"
The 500 yuan per piece that Jiang Yingxue sold previously was just a friendly price for old customers. If she set up a stall or opened a shop in the city, she would sell it for 500 yuan per kilogram.
Jiang Xianyi had a plan for the 12 fish: he would keep four for his family and dry-dry them, or make them into fish balls and canned fish—all good preservatives—to send to his granddaughter studying in Y City. But he simply slipped back, and the plan fell through.
What Jiang Zhikun gave away was not only the fish worth 15,000 yuan, but also his care and love for his granddaughter.
"Dad, you are not kidding, right? You said this sea bass is 500 yuan per catty? It's only about 20 yuan in the vegetable market. The difference is too big. I don't believe it." Jiang Zhikun was not convinced. He thought his father must have been cheated.
"Dad, I've already sent it, so please stop scolding Zhikun..." Daughter-in-law Ye Wenqing felt sorry for her husband being scolded. She stepped forward to persuade Jiang Xianyi not to be angry, and also winked at her husband to make him give in.
Being angry is bad for the health of the elderly. After receiving the hint from his wife's eyes, Jiang Xianyi quickly admitted his mistake and gave in.
After they tasted the sea bass in the evening, Ye Wenqing and Jiang Xianyi united as one and scolded Jiang Zhikun.
Looking at the sea bass with not even any fish juice left on the plate and the shrimp next to it in the same situation, Jiang Zhikun understood why they were both sold at 500 yuan per catty. He now regretted it.
Fortunately, none of the shrimps were given away, and there were still 8 kilograms at home.
Jiang Xianyi placed 5 kilograms of the 8 kilograms of shrimps in the window of his room to dry them. He wanted to dry them into dried shrimps and send them to his eldest granddaughter.
Back to the present, Jiang Yingxue loaded a large foam box into the trunk of the car. Inside was the fish and shrimp, with vegetables in a separate bag. Jiang Xianyi placed the lingguzhi and lingjiao bean paste in his backpack.
Knowing that Jiang Peiyu would occasionally bring dinner to school, Jiang Yingxue also gave her a pink warm crystal lunch box.
"Thank you, Sister Yingxue!" Jiang Peiyu held the pink lunch box that emitted a faint glow in both hands and couldn't let it go. "Sister Yingxue, are you busy during the National Day holiday? I want to help you during the National Day holiday." She was full of curiosity about setting up stalls and wanted to help Jiang Yingxue who was setting up a stall.
Jiang Yingxue smiled faintly and said, "We won't be setting up stalls during National Day."
Jiang Peiyu wondered, "Isn't the restaurant business booming during holidays?"
"I'm already very busy during the weekdays, so I should relax during the holidays. If I can't rest during the holidays, I might as well not do it." Setting up a stall is free, and Jiang Yingxue doesn't want to be bound by it.
Jiang Peiyu thought about it and realized that if she had to make up for the missed classes during the holidays, instead of having any holidays, she would not be able to bear going to school every day.
Just two meters away, Jiang Xianzheng and his brother were still talking. Jiang Xianzheng told his younger brother to drink the Lingguzhi powder every morning and evening, one spoon at a time. The spoon also came with a hole on the side of the jar specifically for hanging the spoon.
The two brothers have always had a good relationship. After Jiang Xianyi's wife left, Jiang Xianzheng and Lu Caiyun, the eldest brother and sister-in-law, wanted their younger brother to eat at home so that he would have someone to take care of him in the village. But within a few days, his younger brother was taken away by his son.
After the two brothers said goodbye, Jiang Peiyu also waved goodbye to Jiang Yingxue and Xiao Zhao.
After the car drove away, Jiang Xianzheng and his grandson returned to the yard.
Jiang Mingzhen had repeatedly suggested bringing Jiang Xianzheng and his wife to the city, urging them to stop selling vegetables, fearing that the strain would affect their health at their advanced age. But they refused. They were in good health, accustomed to farming in their hometown, and it was impossible for them to stop selling vegetables, a life they had lived on for decades. Furthermore, they were not used to city life; their house was too small, and without a large vegetable patch, it was difficult to operate their business.
As his brother left in the car, Jiang Xianzheng felt a little down. He knew Jiang Xianyi still wanted to live in his hometown, but Jiang Zhikun was a filial son and insisted on taking his father to his side to care for him. If Jiang Xianyi refused to go, he would return home every day to beg him, and Jiang Xianyi followed him to the city.
The family in the city lives in harmony and happiness, but Jiang Xianyi still misses his house and his brother in his hometown...
Jiang Yingxue said, "Grandpa, the city is so close. If you miss my uncle, we can go see him. After a while, when I make enough money, I'll buy a car with more space, so that it will be more convenient for us to go to the city."
Hearing this, Jiang Xianzheng's disappointment was swept away. He laughed and said, "Haha, then grandpa will wait for you to buy a car."
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Lu Caiyun and Jiang Xianzheng's dinner today consisted of a few slices of monster leg meat, fried fish balls with celery, boiled shrimp and chicken soup.
As soon as they opened their lunch boxes, they attracted the attention of the people around them. Today's meal contained the smell of monster leg meat, which made the aroma even more tempting.
"Sister Yun, what are you eating today? It's getting better and better every day. Are you really not planning on opening a restaurant?"
"That's right. If you open a restaurant with your skills, you will definitely have a lot of customers."
"Aunt Yun, what ingredients do you use? When I smell the fragrance of your rice, I feel like I'm eating pig food."
"Brother Jiang, just tell me, how did you make this dish?"
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During this period of time, every time they had dinner at the vegetable stall, they would be asked questions by the people around them. Thinking about what their granddaughter said today, if anyone asked again or wanted to buy sauces, they should go to her stall to buy them at noon tomorrow.
Lu Caiyun smiled and said, "Haha, this is an ancestral sauce. My family uses this for cooking."
Hu Chunmei, who was also setting up a stall, said, "Sister Yun, would you like to sell your family's heirloom sauce? Just sell me a bottle. I really want to taste your food."
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