Chapter 241 Worry
"I remember when I was in the county, the tofu used by Hanfenglou tasted very good. I have some friendship with Old Li, who is in charge of purchasing ingredients for Hanfenglou. He loves drinking and gambling. When you go there, bring him a pot of wine and ask him where Hanfenglou buys its tofu, bean curd skin, salted duck eggs, etc."
"Remember, mention my name when you go. Old Li doesn't recognize you. If you don't mention my name, he may not tell you the truth." Qi Changfu said.
"Okay, Master, don't worry, I will definitely do a good job of this." Tong Fei agreed very readily.
Seeing that his disciple was both considerate and capable, Qi Changfu was very proud. He took another sip of the wine in the glass and ate some peanuts, enjoying the drink. ——Zhuang Qingning took the bean seeds he got from a certain five-handed man back that night and sent them to Zhuang Jingye.
When Zhuang Jingye saw the bean seeds, he was immediately delighted, his face full of smiles: "Fortunately, there are some left, otherwise I would have given out the guarantee, and it would be somewhat embarrassing if there were no bean seeds."
"The weather has been good these days, so we'll probably start autumn planting tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. If the village head is too busy with his land, Qingsui and I will come and help..." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.
"Just do your thing." Zhuang Jingye waved his hands without waiting for Zhuang Qingning to speak, "It's just a few acres of land. Your aunt and I can handle it."
What a joke! Even if these acres of beans are not planted, it cannot delay Zhuang Qingning from doing her work.
That's something much more important than growing beans!
"Then... OK." Zhuang Qingning said, "After the autumn planting, the village head uncle can help look after the tofu pot. I have already told Uncle Dayong about setting up this tofu skin workshop. Uncle Dayong has been looking after the land and building a shed these days."
"That's no problem, leave it to me." Zhuang Jingye nodded repeatedly: "But speaking of your tofu skin workshop, your new home is almost ready. When are you going to move in? You must ask me to go to the greenhouse to share in the good luck."
"We plan to move in after we finish the autumn planting."
Zhuang Qingning smiled and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Li Zheng. No one will be missing when the time comes. Invite everyone to the yard to have some fun and add some joy to the new home."
"Okay." Zhuang Jingye narrowed his eyes and smiled. He had already started thinking about what to give Zhuang Qingning when she went to warm the room.
But after thinking about it, Zhuang Jingye still didn't know what to prepare. After Zhuang Qingning left, he pulled Ye to ask.
After hearing this, Ye blinked her eyes and said, "For ordinary greenhouses, most of the gifts given are food and daily necessities, such as eggs, duck eggs, chicken, duck, fish, or bed sheets and quilts. If you want to be particular, you can give a box, a dressing box, rouge and powder, and other things that girls like..."
"No, no."
Before Ye finished speaking, Zhuang Jingye waved his hand and said, "Ms. Ning must have enough of these things, and most people give these as gifts. If I give them as gifts, it would be the same as others, without any originality."
After all, he is the head of the village. He can't be so vulgar and exactly the same as others. He has to be better than others and different.
"If these don't work, then I don't know what to give..."
Ye thought for a while and moved closer to Zhuang Jingye: "Speaking of this, even if these things look similar, they are not necessarily the same, right?"
"It's just like the cloth. Coarse cloth is cloth, fine cloth is cloth, and silk satin is also cloth. They are all cloth, but they look completely different when you take them out. If you want to be different, why not just give the same thing as a good gift?"
"If that doesn't work, go to the county town and talk to the boss to see if he has anything good. If it's something awarded by the county magistrate, that would be even better. It would be more prestigious if you get some help from the county magistrate, right?"
"That's a good point!" Zhuang Jingye slapped his thigh fiercely, his eyes shining brightly, "That's what happened. Let me go to the county town when I have time in the next few days to see if I can get something back."
Not bad, not bad. The Ye family is becoming more and more sensible and knows how to deal with interpersonal relationships.
Zhuang Jingye suddenly felt happy in his heart.
After Zhuang Qingning came out from Zhuang Jingye's place, he went to the Wen family's tofu shop.
Zhuang Mingliang is now busy drying the oily bean curd skin.
The weather has been hot these days and Fu Shun Lou doesn't need to supply goods, so Zhuang Qingning asked the tofu shop to focus some of its energy on making yuba. This way, when the yuba workshop is officially opened, the craftsmanship will be more proficient.
"Ning girl is here." Wen was feeding chickens in the yard. When she saw Zhuang Qingning coming, she stood up and took two cucumbers from the kitchen: "Eat a cucumber to cool down the summer heat."
"Thank you, Auntie Wen." Zhuang Qingning took it and smiled.
During this period, Zhuang Yutian and Zhuang Yucheng often came to visit Wen, and the relationship between mother and son became harmonious. With Zhuang Qingning often whispering in her ear, Wen's temper has improved a lot during this period, and she knows how to greet people warmly.
However, this is limited to Zhuang Qingning and Zhuang Qingsui.
The two of them sat in the yard and chatted. The cucumbers in their hands were crisp and juicy, with a little sweetness. Zhuang Qingning ate one cucumber and was not satisfied, so he took another one to eat: "Aunt, I have something to do in the county tomorrow. Last time I saw you sewing shoe soles there, are you making them for Uncle Yutian? Do you want me to take them over?"
"How could I make it for that brat?" Mrs. Wen's face turned red as she denied it, "I just made it to kill time when I was bored. I will use the soles to make shoes for myself. It would be useless to give them to that brat."
"I see." Zhuang Qingning sighed in disappointment. "When Uncle Yutian saw you sewing shoe soles here, he was so happy that he almost jumped three feet high. He even talked about it in front of me. He was happier than Qingsui got a new hair flower. If he knew that the shoes were not his, he would be upset again..."
"I think it's better to tell Uncle Yutian as soon as possible, so that he won't be waiting so long and then be sad and disappointed..."
"Oh, oh, oh, you sound so pitiful. You are already a grown-up, and these shoes should be made by your daughter-in-law. When will it be my turn as the mother to make them?"
Mrs. Wen looked angry, but she stood up, went into the house, took out two pairs of brand new shoes, and threw them into Zhuang Qingning's arms: "Since it's on your way, you can take them over."
Today is the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival~ (End of this chapter)
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