Chapter 94 Mung Bean Soup

Jiang Tongmu laughed twice and changed the subject.

However, Jiang Fubao could tell at a glance that he was smiling falsely.

My second brother was probably really bullied, and he probably didn't want to talk about it because he was afraid that grandma and the others would worry.

"Okay, stop talking. Mom, let Tongmu in. Tongmu, you must listen to the teacher in school. If someone bullies you, tell the teacher. If he doesn't care, tell mom and I'll come with a kitchen knife!

These brats, instead of studying hard, resort to some crooked ways. Remember, if someone says something unpleasant or scolds you, you should listen to your grandma and pretend not to hear anything. But if they hit you, you must fight back! My son Zhu Yingqiu is not a coward. "

Zhu Yingqiu took the old clothes from Jiang Tongmu.

He ordered while holding back his anger.

"Yes, I know everything. Dad, Mom, Grandma, Fubao, I'm going in. You guys go back slowly."

Jiang Tongmu, wearing new clothes, nodded and was about to go in.

Zhang Jinlan quickly took out a piece of silver from her money bag and handed it to him.

"Here, if you don't have enough to eat in school, tell the teacher and go to the street to buy some steamed buns to fill your stomach. Don't starve yourself. Don't spend the money carelessly. Keep it well and don't let it be stolen. Okay, go in."

The piece of silver is not big.

Not even half an ounce.

But it warmed Jiang Tongmu's heart.

Grandma actually gave him so much money.

Jiang Tongmu replied with a trembling voice: "Yes! Thank you grandma, I understand, then I will go in."

He walked into the school without looking back.

The silver-haired old man seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and he closed the door quickly.

Inside the gate, Jiang Tongmu's tears fell the moment he entered the door. He wiped away the tears with his sleeve and clenched his fist tightly around the broken silver.

Outside the door, Zhu Yingqiu, who was always carefree, also had tears in her eyes.

"Let's go, it's getting late, let's go back to the village."

Zhang Jinlan cleared her throat.

He left holding Jiang Fubao.

When you get home.

It's not evening yet.

As soon as he entered the door, Jiang Fubao saw his grandfather sitting in the yard, weaving a bamboo basket.

"Are you back? Have you checked the shop? How is Tongmu doing in school?" Jiang Shoujia heard the noise, raised his head and asked.

"I have my eyes on a shop, but it's too expensive. It costs two taels of silver a month, and you can't rent it out for a short period of time. It costs more than ten taels of silver at a time. I'm afraid that I won't be able to do well in the food business, and I can't afford it, so I thought of coming back to ask you."

After walking for a while, Zhang Jinlan was exhausted and gasping for breath.

As she spoke, she sat on a chair to rest.

Sun Pingmei had the sharpest eyes. She went back to the kitchen and brought back two glasses of water, one for her mother-in-law and one for her sister-in-law.

As for Jiang Dahao, the big man fell down on his own.

"How's the location of the shop?"

Jiang Shoujia waited for his wife to finish drinking the water before asking.

"Very good, right in the middle of the delicious alley of Baishi Street, and it has a yard. It not only has a kitchen and toilet, but also a bedroom with a bed. The room is also very large, and there is room for another bed. If I rent it, I think I can live in the shop and don't have to run back and forth."

Zhang Jinlan put down her water cup.

The more I think about it, the more satisfied I am.

"That's great. Go talk to the dentist. If you can rent it for three months, then rent it. If not, then find another shop. There are plenty of shops in town. You don't need any one. It's just a matter of location."

Jiang Shoujia thought for a while and replied.

"Yeah, that's what I think too. If they rent it for three months, I'll rent it. It doesn't matter if it's a little more expensive. Even if I lose money, it's only 60 or 70 taels. If I hadn't had no hope, I wouldn't have the courage to do it. Well, I always feel that God is pushing me forward."

Zhang Jinlan sighed.

"Grandma, don't be afraid. I'm here. I'll ask the old man with the white beard to send you lots of things."

After returning from the town, Jiang Fubao didn't walk at all. She was carried back and forth by her grandmother and aunt.

So I'm not thirsty at all.

She walked up to Zhang Jinlan.

Lying on her legs, he said playfully.

"My dear granddaughter, we can't be so greedy. Don't ask for it in your dreams. Don't worry, if the shop is rented, grandma will sell mung bean soup and make a lot of money to buy beautiful clothes for our Fubao."

Zhang Jinlan smiled and held her granddaughter on her lap.

Pinch her little nose.

"How much is a bowl of grandma's mung bean soup?"

Jiang Fubao raised his chin slightly and asked her with a puzzled look.

"A copper plate."

After hearing what grandma said, Jiang Fubao was thinking in his mind.

The mung beans here are slightly cheaper than brown rice, only 10 cents for one.

It’s about twelve pounds.

So don't think that a bowl is only sold for one cent.

But if more people buy it, you can make a lot of money together.

"Grandma, is mung bean soup sweet?"

Jiang Fubao asked again.

"How can it be sweet? Sugar is so expensive."

There are two kinds of sugar here, granulated sugar and maltose.

Sugar is made from sugarcane and is extremely expensive. Ordinary people could not even see it, let alone buy it. It was basically supplied to the dignitaries in the imperial city and the Jiangnan region.

The second is maltose, which is made from grains and is much cheaper, but not everyone can afford it.

For example, Jiangjia Village.

Most of the people have never eaten maltose.

Zhang Jinlan took a deep breath when she heard her granddaughter's words.

If she put sugar in every bowl of mung bean soup, she might not even make back her money.

Jiang Fubao curled his lips.

Although she has no father or mother, she grew up in Jiangnan and the mung bean soup she drank was always sweet.

What is the difference between non-sweet mung bean soup and porridge?

Can it really be sold?

Besides, other companies can also sell things that have no technical content.

Jiang Fubao suddenly felt that his shop was about to close before it even opened.

She was really afraid that grandma couldn't bear it.

Because she was thinking too much, she didn't finish her dinner and poured the remaining porridge and vegetables into her father's bowl.

He ate delicious food.

After dark.

Jiang Fubao lay on his back on the bed, looking at the new beams.

Thinking.

It’s definitely not enough to just sell mung bean soup.

She has to take out the candy.

When the time comes, let grandma raise the price so that a bowl of sweet mung bean soup costs two cents.

There is a kitchen in the backyard of the shop and a table in the front, so she can sell some snacks. Thinking of this, she slipped into the space.

Rummaging through the freezer.

It was packed with volcanic stone grilled sausage, hand-pulled pancakes, steamed buns, frozen chicken wings, egg pie skins and unopened egg pie liquid, as well as taro balls, rice balls, and more.

Fortunately, she traveled through time just as she finished stocking up.

Otherwise the house would be empty and what's the use of this crappy space for her.

After searching the refrigerator, Jiang Fubao went to the kitchen again.

She opened the cabinets inside one by one.

Found a bag of small potatoes in the far corner.

Very very small potatoes.

I heard that the boss imported the goods from the mountainous area, and they were not as big as her eyeballs.

This kind of potato can be fried to make a sweet and sour taste, and sprinkled with chili powder and cumin powder, which is simply fragrant and spicy.