We ran out of millet at home, so I bought two more pounds to cook porridge for the baby.
They also bought some parsley, and the two of them and the donkey happily went home.
As soon as I entered the house, Meng Jing had already started cooking. Meng Chijian was going to cook a big dish of braised pork ribs and a dish of salted duck egg with tofu, both of which were ingredients we had at home. He was also going to stir-fry celery.
"Are there any dried scallops left in the seafood crate? Let's use them to make another soup!"
A-Mian said "Oh," and as soon as she got back, she played with the baby. Now, carrying little A-Yue, she went into the room to get a bag of dried scallops. As soon as little A-Yue entered the kitchen, she started biting her fingers and drooling.
"You greedy cat, you can't eat this much." A-Mian gently touched Xiao A-Yue's mouth with her hand, looking worried. "Why doesn't the baby have any teeth yet?"
"It'll be ready soon. I checked last night; her gums are bulging." Meng Chijian took the vegetables and soaked them in water to wash. "I'll make her some minced meat to eat later."
A-Mian said "Oh," and continued playing with A-Yue while telling her about what happened during the day.
At the dinner table, Meng Chijian talked about how A Mian had sold a hundred jars of fermented bean curd sauce and the family's plans for one year, three years, and ten years. However, no one was listening. Meng Jing and A Mian were frantically fighting over ribs, A Yue was waving her spoon and eating with her face covered in fermented bean curd sauce, and even Meng's mother was busy picking at her fermented bean curd sauce and drinking porridge.
Meng Chijian remained silent and simply stopped eating.
In the days that followed, A-Mian rode a donkey cart to buy hundreds of earthenware jars, but instead of setting up a stall, she made sauce at home.
Not long after, he went to Song Dongjia's shop and directed the workers in the backyard. This batch consisted of sixty jars, which were first sent to Zhoucheng to test the waters.
Ten of the cans were specifically for tasting; otherwise, people wouldn't buy them without trying them first.
Master Song thought this was a brilliant scheme and agreed with a smile.
He added, "By the way, do you know that Aunt Liu, who used to work for your family, passed away the day before yesterday?"
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