Chapter 208 Green Plum Drink

"My father is getting old. After I have worked as a shopkeeper for seven or eight years and saved some money, I will return to the village to retire. Then, the positions of clan leader and village chief will have to be handed over to me. Who dares to complain?

Besides, being a shopkeeper will bring you a lot of benefits. When you cook, you can eat whatever you want. Mrs. Wan looks stupid, but you can just coax her a little and she will listen to you. Our good days are coming."

Jiang Lingu held a piece of silver in his hand.

It was exactly the half tael of silver given by Bai Qianshan.

This money will be used to buy the bamboo tube, and the rest will be used to pay his rent, so that he can find a new house to live in.

"Okay, father, you are the boss of this family. I will listen to you. Anyway, I will not go back after coming to town this time. I have become much more haggard from working in the fields every day. The flesh on my body is not as soft as before. If I continue to work like this, I am afraid you will dislike me."

The two haven't been affectionate for a long time.

I was very tired again last night.

Zhou Gaier thought about it.

She threw a coquettish glance at Jiang Lingu.

The latter shuddered all over.

He had been drained dry by the widow before.

I don't have any idea about sex now.

It's not good to be empty.

"Okay, go back and pack your things and move out quickly. I remember there's an empty house next door for rent. It's only 150 cents a month. I'll go ask. It's best to book it today, otherwise the shopkeeper from before will come and chase us away."

Jiang Lingu hugged his son and ran away.

Zhou Gaier was a little confused.

The last time her husband came back, he was still hugging her.

How could so much have changed in just a few months?

Of course she didn't know that her good husband was using all his energy on other people.

noon.

Jiang Fubao was bored after dinner.

She pulled on grandma's clothes and said slowly, "Grandma, can I go play in front of the shop?"

It was too hot, so she didn't take a nap anymore.

I was so bored that I played all over the small backyard and couldn't sit still.

"Okay, go play. Don't run around. Play at the door of the shop. Eryong, keep an eye on them."

Zhang Jinlan said to her second son who was serving mung bean soup.

"Got it, mother. Fubao, let's go and help Second Uncle open the curtain."

Jiang Eryong has a unique skill: he can hold four cups of mung bean soup in his hands at the same time.

However, I didn't have any extra hands to lift the curtain, so I had to ask my niece for help.

Jiang Fubao was happy to do so.

She trotted to the door, and because she was in such a hurry, she looked a little clumsy.

"Okay, Uncle."

She looked up.

The smile is innocent and cute.

"Fubao is so well behaved." Jiang Eryong praised and walked over.

His niece was too short, so he had no choice but to half-squat to get past her, otherwise the curtain would hit his face.

Jiang Fubao also followed.

She stood at the door of the shop, her hands on her hips, observing the queue.

There are quite a few familiar faces.

The owner of the nearby wine shop kept staring at his own shop with envy on his face.

That’s not all.

The shop owners and waiters in the shops across the street all had the same expression.

The weather is hot, and people rarely go out at this time.

Therefore, many shops are empty.

Of course, our shop is still packed with people.

"Selling green plums, sour green plums, eating them will give birth to sons. The more you eat, the more sons you will give birth to—"

At this moment, a strange hawking voice attracted Jiang Fubao over.

Outside the shop, I saw an old woman carrying a load on her shoulder, walking slowly.

The basket was filled with green plums as big as eyeballs.

Very green.

Very beautiful.

This thing is especially delicious when used to make green plum drink.

Jiang Fubao suddenly felt a little hungry and remembered the tea that Uncle Kong had sent him last time.

No one drinks at home.

Might as well make cold brew tea.

Thinking of this, she called out to the old woman in front of her.

"Excuse me, grandma, how do you sell green plums?"

Jiang Fubao's soft voice reached the old woman's ears. She quickly stopped and replied with a smile.

"Little girl, do you want to buy some green plums? You are so pretty. I have never seen a girl as pretty as you. It seems your family has taken good care of you. Come, try one first to see if it is sour or not. Just think of it as a gift from your grandma."

The old woman thought she was greedy.

Seeing that she was cute, he couldn't bear to cheat her out of her money.

This thing is so sour that you can't eat it, and only pregnant women would buy it to eat.

Children can't eat something so sour.

She picked the largest one and rubbed it on her body several times before handing it to Jiang Fubao.

This larger one is not so sour.

Jiang Fubao took it and took a bite.

The sour roof of my head is about to be lifted.

Her saliva was drooling.

Oh my God, she just wanted to buy it back to make green plum drink. She didn’t want to eat this crap, but she was embarrassed to let down the old lady’s kindness.

“Yes, it’s delicious.”

Jiang Fubao was so sore that he couldn't even close his eyes.

She said this disapprovingly.

"Oh, you're not afraid of sour food? My goodness, that's really strange. You like sour food so much. Your mother should have given birth to a boy, but she gave birth to a pretty girl like you. Okay, you can't eat much. Grandma will give you two more. Go back quickly and don't hang around on the street. Be careful of human traffickers who will kidnap you."

The old woman picked out three large green plums, stuffed them into Jiang Fubao's hands, then picked up the carrying pole and wanted to leave.

"Grandma, wait, I'll go get grandma to buy it, don't rush away."

Jiang Fubao spread his legs and ran back to the backyard.

He shouted loudly: "Grandma, buy me some green plums!"

Because both hands were holding green plums, the curtain was opened with the help of the head.

The loose hair on my head was rubbed off and stuck to my cheeks, making me feel itchy.

"Green plums? They're so sour that you can't eat them. Why did you buy them? Hey, are they given to you as gifts? Does our Fubao really want to eat them?"

Zhang Jinlan wiped her hands, took the green plum from her granddaughter's hand, and asked.

"I want to drink green plum drink!" Jiang Fubao nodded.

Zhang Jinlan suddenly realized that her granddaughter had no idea what green plum drink was. She was probably just dreaming about seeing the immortals drinking it.

Look.

Tell too many lies.

I helped her to make it come true in my heart.

Jiang Fubao saw his grandmother's expression, which showed that she understood immediately, and smiled without saying anything.

"Okay, I'll buy it for you."

Zhang Jinlan picked up the money bag and went out.

The old woman selling green plums really didn't leave.

She stopped where she was and saw that the little girl had really called out the adults at home.

A little unexpected.

Almost no one buys this kind of thing.

The hills in the village are full of green plums.

No one eats it.

If she hadn't been in dire straits at home, she wouldn't have come to the town in the middle of summer to sell the fruits.

"How do you sell green plums?"

Zhang Jinlan asked with a smile.

"Give it whatever you want. This thing is worthless." This was the first time the old woman was selling something.

"Well, I want them all. How about ten cents?"

Zhang Jinlan thought, since her granddaughter asked for a drink.

This means that the immortal has already told her the recipe.

In that case, I might as well buy more, just in case I can make some and sell them in the shop.

This way, I can earn more money and be one step closer to buying a shop.