"Mother, you should just sell me," Huang Xiaosan said earnestly to Jiang Nuan. "That would be easier!"
He knows his own limitations best; this is something he truly cannot do.
Even if you learn Jiang Nuan's cooking skills, you still can't do it.
The head chef of the restaurant only earns three taels of silver a month.
“You wouldn’t be worth that much silver even if I sold you,” Jiang Nuan said sarcastically. “Don’t worry, I’ll definitely make sure you do it.”
Before Huang Xiaosan could say anything more, Jin Shi came over with a basin in her hand. "Mother, Second Sister-in-law, Husband, dinner is ready. Come and wash your hands."
"Let's eat first. We can talk after we finish eating," Jiang Nuan said, and walked over first.
The food in the county town was better than at the Huang family's house; a bowl of millet porridge with peanuts and a plate of stir-fried cabbage.
I don't know if it's because there's no pollution, but the cabbage tastes especially good. It's sweet and has a unique fragrance.
It wasn't crispy; instead, it was soft and chewy, but surprisingly, it suited Jiang Nuan's taste.
"Jiaojiao, do we still have any cabbages? Radishes will do too." She suddenly thought of a way to make money.
"Mom, we've almost finished eating the cabbages, only five or six left, and a lot of radishes, about a hundred pounds."
"Does anyone else have any? Let's buy some and make some side dishes to sell for money."
Upon hearing the word "sell for money," Huang Xiaosan immediately perked up. "Mom, there are a lot of cabbages left in the building. Why don't we buy them?"
In the autumn, Wuweilou received 3,000 catties of cabbage. After Juquanlou opened, Wuweilou's business was sluggish, and the cabbage was left over and kept in the cellar.
Jiang Nuan stopped eating and turned to Huang Xiaosan, "How many do you have? How much are they? If it's reasonable, tell Manager Jin and we'll take them all."
"I'll go ask right now." Huang Xiaosan put down his chopsticks and ran out without even asking Jiang Nuan what she wanted the cabbage for.
"Mother," Xie's eyes sparkled, "Are you going to make some side dishes? Will you take me with you?"
“I’ll definitely bring it,” Jiang Nuan explained. “I want to make some kimchi and pickled radishes. That requires a lot of preparations, and the whole family will have to come.”
“Mother,” Jin asked tentatively, “can I come along too?”
She is Manager Jin's daughter; we should be more discreet about her.
However, the thought of being left out by my family makes me feel uncomfortable.
“Of course we should all be involved,” Jiang Nuan said with a smile. “This is a big event for our family, so it’s good that everyone is involved.”
There are many ways to make money, but few are legitimate and discreet.
Jiang Nuan was well aware of the Huang family's circumstances, and making money to improve their lives was now an urgent matter.
She had the ability, but couldn't explain where the money came from.
Moreover, sudden wealth is not a good thing. Only by taking one step at a time and working steadily can one go further and more steadily, and avoid being swept away by a storm.
"Yes, thank you, Mother," Jin said with a happy smile. "I will definitely do my best."
"Yes, I believe you."
After being fed a bowl of chicken soup, Jin's eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't wait to roll up her sleeves and prove herself. "Mother, just watch, I can definitely do it well."
“I’m sure I can do better than you,” Xie said defiantly, clenching her fist. “Just you wait, I’m not going to give you a chance.”
rub!
The two stood up simultaneously, exchanged a glance, and both saw the burning flames of war in each other's eyes.
Seeing this, Jiang Nuan was both amused and exasperated.
Those two brats, can't a person eat in peace?
"How old are they? They're as childish as seven or eight-year-olds," Jiang Nuan thought. "Even Xiao Wu is more mature than them."
"Sit down, everyone," Jiang Nuan patted the table. "Eat properly, the food's getting cold."
Huang Xiaosan ran out after eating half of his food, and neither of the other two ate any more. It's estimated that half of the food will be left uneaten.
"I can't waste food. It's not that I'm short-tempered," Jiang Nuanxin comforted herself and continued to eat her breakfast slowly.
After finishing breakfast, before Huang Xiaosan returned, Jiang Nuan made an excuse to go out for a walk and began her vegetable-selling business.
"Mother, where do you want to go? I'll go with you," Xie said softly.
“No,” Jiang Nuan refused outright. “Jiaojiao, the third son’s wife is still young and has never lived in Huangjiakou. You should explain the situation in Huangjiakou to her in detail today, so that she won’t be clueless when she goes back.”
“Mother,” Xie said somewhat reluctantly, “these things can be discussed later.”
“It’s different,” Jiang Nuan shook her index finger. “The sooner you understand, the sooner you’ll digest it. Be good, take good care of your third son’s wife for your mother. I’m going out for a walk for a while, I’ll be right back.”
Before Xie could even beg for mercy, Jiang Nuan slipped away.
She went outside and, noticing no one was around, immediately hid in her private space.
Xie Jiao chased after them, looked around at the group of people, but didn't see anyone, so she had to go back.
Jiang Nuan entered the space, picked a bamboo basket full of lush green vegetables, and then came out wrapped herself up tightly with a headscarf.
With sharp eyes scanning the surroundings, and finding no one around, he quickly slipped away.
She had no choice but to leave; she simply couldn't explain the extra dishes!
Jiang Nuan walked out carrying a basket of vegetables, instantly becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
"Such fresh and green vegetables! It's not even the twelfth lunar month yet, how come there are already green vegetables?"
"That's right, the roots are still covered in mud, they were just pulled from the ground, they're so fresh, I'd like to buy some."
"I want to buy some too. I've been eating cabbage and radishes all winter and I'm so tired of them. It's finally time to change things up."
"You're kidding me. Winter isn't even over yet and there are such fresh vegetables. They're rarer than gold. We can't afford that!"
"How can you talk like that? What if they're willing to sell it cheaply?" After saying that, the man walked towards Jiang Nuan, "Auntie, how much do you want to sell your vegetables?"
Jiang Nuan stared blankly at the newcomer.
She didn't know how to sell it either!
This is the first time in my two lives that I've done business, and I have absolutely no idea what to do.
There aren't many fresh vegetables available at this time of year, so how did she know the price?
"How about," Jiang Nuan tentatively suggested, "you name a price? Let me see if it's reasonable?"
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes flickered, and he tentatively asked, "How about one tael of silver?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan took a deep look at the man who was dressed in shabby clothes and had an unremarkable appearance.
Surprisingly, this person is quite wealthy.
Sensing Jiang Nuan's probing gaze, Song Fu gave a wry smile, clearly dissatisfied.
Yes, he was indeed a bit unfair; he set the price too low.
Knowing that his grandfather loved these fresh foods, he steeled himself and raised the price.
Just as Jiang Nuan was about to agree, she heard the man say with a pained expression, "Three taels of silver, that's the most I can offer."
Song Fu looked at Jiang Nuan with a wronged expression, "Auntie, this is all the money I can offer. I have an eighty-year-old mother to support and an eight-year-old child to raise..."
“Alright,” Jiang Nuan interrupted him directly, “I agree, cash on delivery.”
"Really?" Song Fu asked incredulously.
Then, he quickly took out three taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it to Jiang Nuan, snatched the bamboo basket, and ran away.
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