043: So much money hahaha



043: So much money hahaha

Xu Ying racked her brain until her head ached, but she couldn't come up with any idea. She rubbed her temples and lay down again:

"Forget it, go to sleep first and think about it tomorrow. I'll have to rest up enough because I'm going to the company tomorrow. I don't know what the situation will be like when I get there——"

Xu Ying had already given up thinking, but as soon as her head touched the pillow, an idea flashed in her mind. She suddenly remembered something that Yu Jiahui in this life particularly loved to eat, and blurted out two words:

"Shrimp paste?!"

“—Shrimp paste?”

“Yes, shrimp paste!”

The mother and daughter looked at each other and sat up at the same time.

Xu Ying's eyes flashed with excitement as he analyzed:

"Since we can catch fish from the sea, we should be able to catch shrimp as well. Why don't we catch some shrimp and make shrimp paste to sell?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of shrimp paste!"

In this life, old man Yu Jiahui particularly loves eating shrimp paste.

However, shrimp paste is very precious and generally cannot be bought. It is only sold in grocery stores in the city during festivals. Moreover, it is supplied in limited quantities according to the grocery store coupons of urban residents, so you cannot buy more than you want.

There aren’t many delicious fish or meat to eat these days, so a bite of shrimp paste is a great dish!

Yu Xiaoye vaguely remembered that during the Chinese New Year last year, a relative from the city, who seemed to be the nephew of his grandmother's mother's side, came to visit and brought a bottle of shrimp paste from the city.

Grandma divided the shrimp paste into four portions, one portion for each of her three sons, and she kept one portion for herself.

Yu Jiahui treated the small piece of shrimp paste he was given as a treasure. He never cooked, but he was afraid that others would waste his precious shrimp paste, so he went into the kitchen himself, soaked the soybeans himself, and fried a small dish of them.

This small dish of precious soybean fried shrimp paste was not allowed to be eaten by others, and Yu Jiahui himself was reluctant to eat more. Every day when he ate, he would dip a little with his chopsticks to taste it, and after eating, he would hold the chopsticks and lick it for a long time.

The other four, mother and her two children, smelled the aroma of the shrimp paste and listened to the sound of him smacking his chopsticks, their mouths watering with greed.

Seeing his wife and children's greedy eyes turning blue, Yu Jiahui finally relented and picked a few beans from the fried shrimp paste for his two sons to taste.

But this treatment is only available to the two biological sons.

Xu Ying and Yu Xiaoye, mother and daughter, could only smell the beans but couldn't even taste them.

When they thought about this, both mother and daughter felt angry for the original owner.

Especially Xu Ying, she wanted to slap Yu Jiahui twice to vent her anger.

But now is not the time to worry about these things. Right now, the mother and daughter are focused on the shrimp paste.

If they could really catch some shrimps from the sea and make some shrimp paste, they shouldn't have any trouble selling it, right?

Moreover, making shrimp paste should be very simple. There are no complicated processes and no difficult ingredients. They use local ingredients, chop up some shrimps, add some salt and stir it, and then wait for it to ferment.

The most important thing is that shrimp paste is not as eye-catching as a large mackerel weighing more than 20 kilograms. If you sell it quietly, it will not attract too much attention.

The more Yu Xiaoye thought about it, the more he felt that this method was feasible, and he nodded heavily:

"Mom, let's find a way to catch some shrimp and make shrimp paste to sell!"

"become!"

The mother and daughter finally found a way to make money. They suddenly felt enlightened and could finally sleep well.

The two lay down again, turned off the lights, and fell asleep in a short while.

In her dream, Yu Xiaoye couldn't wait to start her plan to make a fortune and began to catch shrimps.

A large fishing net was cast into the sea and pulled up, catching a bunch of fresh large shrimps. She picked up the shrimps, chopped them up with a knife, chopped them into shrimp paste, put them into a large vat, sprinkled salt on them, and then stirred them.

After mixing, seal it and place it in the sun.

After drying it in the sun for half a month, open the big vat and a foul smell will hit you in the face. The delicious shrimp paste is ready!

Then I would take it out to sell, selling the shrimp paste spoonful by spoonful and collecting bills one by one.

A lot of money——

Lots of money, my wallet is bulging, I can buy whatever I want, new clothes, new socks, a radio, a bicycle, a sewing machine, and even a black and white TV, I bought them all, hahahahaha——

With a chuckle, Yu Xiaoye woke up laughing.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself still lying on the big bed. I had no money, no shrimp paste, and even no fishing net to catch shrimps.

A dream of a yellow millet!

Yu Xiaoye rubbed her eyes and looked blankly at the time on the electronic clock on the wall. It was already five o'clock in the morning. It seemed that she had worked in vain all night.

However, this dream was more like a revelation, telling her the entire process of making shrimp paste, and the process was very clear, not like a dream at all. Now, her goal was clearer.

Yu Xiaoye nudged Xu Ying, who was still sleeping beside him, and called out in a drowsy voice:

"Mom, mom, get up. We have a lot of work to do today."

Xu Ying was woken up by her daughter and wanted to take a nap for a while longer, but she only took two more seconds before she got up resignedly.

"Oh, it's another busy day as soon as I open my eyes."

The two got up, washed, and left the space yacht.

Today they are being discharged from the hospital and heading to the company.

Before going to the company, I had to continue searching for supplies while it was more convenient to buy things in the county town, and buy as much as possible of what I needed.

The two of them didn't bother to eat breakfast and prepared to go to the morning market outside the county town to buy some things.

According to the original book, there is a free market on the riverside outside the county town. People trade in this market every morning and evening. Local people call it the morning market and the night market.

The morning market starts before dawn and ends shortly after dawn.

The night market starts after dark and ends in the early morning.

In the original book, Yu Jiahui's eldest son, a native, mainly resold various goods in this market and gradually became one of the major speculators in this market.

Yu Xiaoye and Xu Ying got up the next day

It was dark, and the two of them groped in the dark. No matter how hard they tried, they were still late. When they found the river, the morning market had already started to close up.

The mother and daughter didn't dare to waste time and rushed in to see if there was anything else to buy.

Coming late does have one advantage, which is that you can occasionally find a bargain. Some people haven't sold the goods they brought, but don't want to take them home, so they would rather sell them at a low price. Most of these things are food, which is exactly what Yu Xiaoye needs.

The two men met a man selling cornmeal on his shoulder. Cornmeal was one cent per pound. They bought thirty pounds and spent a total of three dollars.

I met another man selling soybeans, 1.2 cents a pound, and bought all ten pounds of soybeans for a total of 1.2 yuan.

He also met a man selling sorghum rice. Sorghum rice was relatively cheap, only seven cents per pound. Yu Xiaoye bought all eight pounds of sorghum rice, spending fifty-six cents.

Finally, I met a man selling sweet potatoes. They were only three cents a pound. However, they had been sitting there for the whole winter and were not very fresh. Many of them were rotten.

The mother and daughter picked and chose, picked out the bad sweet potatoes, and picked up about five pounds. They collected them together with the sack and only spent 1.5 cents.

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