Cheng Qingyan ran halfway up the mountain, then scattered seeds of hope in the fields, before finally running back, completely satisfied.
When I got back, I sensed something was off. Meng Chuying's eyes were red and swollen; she had clearly been crying.
She wanted to ask what had happened, but neither Ye Lingyu nor Meng Chuying brought it up with her. Afraid that asking might reveal something and make the atmosphere awkward, she could only suppress her doubts and pretend nothing had happened.
She picked some spinach from the field and brought it back. The spinach in her field is ready to eat, as are the radishes, cabbages, carrots, cilantro, and garlic!
Lying next to the spinach were some garlic sprouts.
"Wife, I'm hungry! Let's have stir-fried eggs with garlic sprouts for dinner! And then spinach and egg soup!"
Ye Lingyu took the vegetable basket: "Okay, I'll go cook now. Chu Ying, come help start the fire."
Is this person obsessed with eggs today? They ordered two dishes, and both of them required eggs.
Meng Chuying followed closely behind and went out, saying, "We're here."
There's no need for her here for the time being, so Cheng Qingyan slipped into the space.
There aren't enough chicks to go around killing them to eat whenever we want!
In the feeding section, she selected feed and fed the hen. She then fed the chicks.
Feed can make chicks grow into adult chickens in no time. She feeds more chickens to take down the status of chickens in her family!
Make chicken her dinner, so she can eat chicken whenever she wants. We must achieve chicken-eating freedom!
Since arriving here, the workload has increased, and the food has been consistently inadequate.
Although we can eat our fill, we are still a long way from eating well!
The vegetables in the fields are gradually ready for harvest, and the variety of vegetables we can eat at home has increased.
Finally, I don't have to just eat the radishes in the yard anymore; I can change things up once in a while.
After dinner, Cheng Qingyan told Ye Lingyu and Meng Chuying that they planned to pick some vegetables in the next couple of days and try to sell them in town.
She was very confident in the quality of her vegetables.
Without further ado, before dawn the next day, Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu brought Meng Chuying to the fields.
Today was a convenient day, so I rented an oxcart from the village chief and also borrowed some baskets from him.
She plans to pick a basket of each type of vegetable and head to town early in the morning. If she's lucky, she might be able to sell the whole load today.
They didn't fill the oxcart until it was almost dawn.
As the sun was about to rise, Cheng Qingyan dozed off on the oxcart.
This time they learned their lesson and lined the oxcart with a thick layer of straw.
Meng Chuying was still a child after all. After getting on the bus, she stared excitedly with wide eyes, looking very happy.
She probably hasn't left Mengjia Village in the past few years; no one would easily take her out.
Bringing her out today was a well-thought-out decision.
As Meng Chuying gets older, her clothes always fit her better. She insists on living alone, and there are always things that need to be bought. Taking her out to see the changes in the town and the surrounding environment will broaden her horizons.
I arrived in town very early, only to find out that I had to pay taxes before I could set up a stall.
Because she wanted to test the sales volume first, and the vegetables in the field were not yet ready for large-scale harvesting, Cheng Qingyan only rented the stall for one day.
After obtaining the rental voucher, you can set up your stall at the numbered location on the sign.
If you pay rent for the stall, no one will cause trouble.
There are also special storage areas for oxcarts, so there's no need to worry about not having a place to park them.
After unloading the goods, Ye Lingyu drove the oxcart to the storage area. That's right, Ye Lingyu drove the oxcart all the way.
Baskets of eye-catching vegetables, still glistening with the dew from being picked in the morning, were displayed on the stall.
Cheng Qingyan picked out some vegetables to display. Although there weren't many people there in the morning, some people went straight to Cheng Qingyan's vegetable stall.
The man was dressed in a dark blue long robe, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist and auspicious clouds embroidered in gold thread on his collar. He was accompanied by two servants to buy groceries; this was a privilege that ordinary people could only dream of.
The visitor stopped in front of Cheng Qingyan's stall, picked up a radish from the stall, and examined it closely.
Seemingly incredulous, she picked up the carrot next to the cabbage and looked at Cheng Qingyan with a surprised expression.
"Young sir, may I ask who grew these vegetables for sale?"
Seeing that the man was interested in her vegetables, Cheng Qingyan quickly returned the greeting, saying, "These vegetables were all grown by my wife. She's not here right now, but please feel free to ask me any questions, and I'll be happy to answer them."
"Young man, you look unfamiliar to me. Perhaps this is your first time setting up a stall here?"
"Sir, you have a good eye. I am new here and hope you will take good care of me."
The old man laughed heartily: "I am Liu Baisheng, the manager of Wanfulou Restaurant not far ahead. May I ask how you are addressed, young man?"
"This humble one, Cheng Qingyan, greets Manager Liu."
When Ye Lingyu arrived, she saw several people standing in front of Cheng Qingyan's stall, so she quickened her pace.
She didn't want anyone causing trouble; today was only her first day setting up her stall!
"Manager Liu, my wife is here!"
Liu Baisheng followed Cheng Qingyan's gaze and saw a beautiful young woman with her hair tied in a bun and wearing a coarse cloth shirt gracefully approaching.
"What happened?" Ye Lingyu thought that someone was causing trouble on her very first day of setting up her stall.
Cheng Qingyan pulled her arm and introduced, "Madam, this is Manager Liu from Wanfulou. He might want to ask you about vegetables."
Asking questions is fine, as long as you don't cause trouble.
"I have noticed that the vegetables at Mr. Cheng's vegetable stall are of excellent quality, and I would like to purchase a batch of vegetables from him. What do you two think?"
Cheng Qingyan's smile deepened. She glanced at Ye Lingyu and noticed that a faint smile had also appeared on Ye Lingyu's previously tense face.
"Thank you, Manager Liu. How much would you like?"
Liu Baisheng looked at the baskets of vegetables in front of him again: "I wonder how much more Young Master Cheng has at home? If the quality is all like this, then take as much as you have."
Tsk tsk, Cheng Qingyan originally wanted to find more customers, but she didn't expect that the first customer on the first day of setting up her stall would actually buy all the vegetables in her stall.
Speaking of the quality of the dishes, Cheng Qingyan said with great pride: "My wife takes great care of these dishes, so naturally all the dishes are of high quality."
Liu Baisheng was very satisfied. His Wanfulou restaurant had been open for so many years, and this was the first time he had encountered such good food.
There's more than one restaurant in town called Wanfulou; the competition is fierce, so he has to strike first.
The vegetable farmer who used to supply vegetables to their building has become increasingly perfunctory lately, and many of the vegetables he delivered were even spoiled. He wants to find a new vegetable farmer, which is the main reason he came to the vegetable stalls today.
The radishes at Cheng Qingyan's place were thicker than his wrist and extremely smooth.
The spinach leaves are large, they grow very well, and they look very fresh.
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