Making bedding is simple, just cut and sew. But as a graduate of the fashion department, Yang Haiyan's hemming is very beautiful, just like it was done by a sewing machine. She also embroidered small golden flowers on the light blue quilt, which looks very warm.
Yang Dahua couldn't help but praise: "Haiyan, your needlework is really good, no wonder everyone praised you when you were in Yang's house."
Yang Haiyan: "I will teach you tomorrow afternoon." This hemming is a modern craft, not for this era, but it doesn't matter, it's all needlework anyway.
Yang Dahua: "Okay. By the way, what are you sending tomorrow?"
Yang Haiyan: "Fried rice."
The next
day Before dawn today, the daughter of the meat stall owner sent 10 pounds of pig intestines. Yang Haiyan kept two pounds and put eight pounds on the trading platform.
Lunch was salted vegetable pig intestine fried rice, with shrimp skin and winter melon soup. When Yang Dahua came to call Yang Haiyan, the unbridled aroma of the pig intestines made her ask: "What does this taste like? It's so strange, but it tastes so good." If the pig intestines are well processed, they taste really good for those who like them.
Yang Haiyan: "I made a little too much, you can take some to Han Baifu to try, this is made with pig intestines, if he likes it, you can make it next time."
Yang Dahua: "Using pig intestines?" Yang Dahua had no intention of rejecting it at all. She came from a poor family and was a maid, so she cherished food and would not look down on any food. But she didn't expect that Haiyan would eat this.
Yang Haiyan: "You try it first." She served Yang Dahua a small bowl of pig intestine fried rice.
Yang Dahua took a bite of the pig intestines first, and then her eyes lit up: "It's delicious, people who don't know would think it's meat."
Yang Haiyan: "Here's another plate, I'll put it in your lunch box, you take it to Han Baihu."
Yang Dahua: "Okay, okay." She brought fried eggs and fried tofu today, which can be considered as meat dishes.
When the two of them were sent to the military camp, Han Zhen and Qin Fang were waiting for them at the door. When they saw them, they both ran over. Unlike Qin Fang, who kept silent, Han Zhen was a gentler person. He asked Yang Dahua curiously, "What did you send today?"
Yang Dahua said, "Today I sent fried eggs and fried tofu. Haiyan also gave me a mysterious dish. You will know after you eat it."
Qin Fang heard this and shot his eyes at Han Zhen like knives. This guy was eating his food.
Han Zhen pretended not to see it. When he opened the lunch box, he ate it all up. This wolfing down look was very inconsistent with his handsome image.
But in the afternoon, Qin Fang gave Han Zhen a severe lesson on the pretext of sparring. You can touch him, but you absolutely cannot touch the food cooked by his woman.
The two were equally skilled, but they both ended up lying on the ground exhausted.
Han Zhen kicked Qin Fang with his foot, and then laughed again. They came out of that small village together, walked through muddy roads together, shed blood together, killed enemies together, became centurions together, married wives together, and their wives also came from the same place. It felt so good.
Yang Dahua and Yang Haiyan returned to the family room. Yang Dahua continued to ask Yang Haiyan for needlework. She also wanted to embroider some handkerchiefs to supplement the family. She also wanted to use the money she earned to buy pig trotters and pork for her husband. Yang Haiyan started to make clothes for Qin Fang. She made underwear and long-sleeved trousers. After Yang Dahua left, she made underwear for Qin Fang.
After a while, Tang's mother and daughter came.
Yang Dahua knew that someone here would take the job of doing laundry, but she was reluctant to spend the money. If it was before, she would also think that Yang Haiyan was spending too much money, but Yang Haiyan was good at needlework, so she naturally had to protect her hands. So it was reasonable to ask someone to do the laundry.
In a blink of an eye, it was September 11 again. Yang Haiyan received another 10 kilograms of pig intestines, and she kept two kilograms and put 8 kilograms on the platform. Then she went out with 100 bars of soap.
Forever Remembered
When the shopkeeper saw that there were 100 bars of soap this time, his mouth was crooked with joy: "How come there are 100 bars this time? It would be great if there were this much every time."
Yang Haiyan: "I hired someone to help me make it, so there are more. And I was in a hurry to use the money, so it took me more time to make it."
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Can you guarantee the entire amount on the first day of every ten days in the future?" As soon as this soap came out, it sold very well. He also showed it to his master. Speaking of it, the master kept half of the first batch of 100 bars for himself.
Yang Haiyan: "I dare not hire more people, for fear that the secret recipe will be spread. If there are two people, I can guarantee 100 bars every ten days, but there will be no more."
The shopkeeper: "Oh, that's great." In this way, some can be shipped to other places in a fixed amount.
Yang Haiyan: "Boss, this time's 100 is different from the previous ones, so the price must be different too, please take a look."
The shopkeeper took a look and said, "Oh, there are words and carvings on this side, it's amazing, it's really amazing, the craftsmanship is great." And then... the price can be sold at a better price. "This word means fortune, longevity, happiness, satisfaction, intelligence, beauty... It's quite interesting. Madam Qin, you are really a good businessman."
Yang Haiyan: "Don't flatter me. I don't have the courage to do business. I am just a small family, making a little money to live. Doing business is troublesome and troublesome. People like me who have no backing can't do business."
The shopkeeper: "Madam Qin, you are really insightful.
" Yang Haiyan: "Then what do you think of the price?"
The shopkeeper: "I will add 2 coins to each new one. What do you think?"
Yang Haiyan: "Add 3 coins to each one."
The shopkeeper: "Okay, 3 coins is 3 coins." Yang Haiyan added 3 coins, and they would add more than 3 coins when they sold it.
So, Yang Haiyan received 1,800 coins, and she and Qin Fang's belongings totaled 6,270 coins. She put the whole six taels of silver in the drawer of her closet and locked it, and kept the remaining 270 coins in her purse.
Yang Haiyan's trading platform also had 1,243 yuan, and she used 700 yuan to buy a small solar portable outdoor generator. She had used this kind of generator in the real world, and it was very convenient. It uses solar panels to absorb electricity, and then the electricity will be stored in the generator box, and then it can be used by connecting it with a power strip.
Yang Haiyan spent another 129 yuan to buy a wall-breaking machine, which can be used for soy milk, rice milk, and fruit juice. After buying it, the generator had 10% of residual power for trial use. Yang Haiyan washed the soybeans and then squeezed the soy milk directly. Yang Haiyan's eyes turned red when she smelled the aroma of soy milk.
Of course, if you don't need it, you can put it on the platform and sell it. Set the price a little higher, and no one will buy it. This is a loophole in the platform, and it can be used as storage.
There is a lot of fried soy milk, Yang Haiyan spent another 20 yuan to buy a thermos, and then poured the soy milk into it to keep it warm, so that she can give it to Qin Fang when she delivers food to him later.
However, with the hot water bottle, it was convenient to wash her face the next day. So she spent another 20 yuan to buy another one. The current balance on the platform is 374.
Looking at the balance of 374 yuan, Yang Haiyan couldn't help but spend 89 yuan to buy a dehydrator. It was not convenient to buy a washing machine because it was not convenient to change the water, but a dehydrator would be fine, so that the sheets and quilt covers could be dried faster. With
soy milk, Yang Haiyan made steamed buns at noon. The buns were filled with leeks and eggs. After she finished eating, Yang Dahua came in a short while.
Yang Dahua has been learning needlework from Yang Haiyan every day. Although she can't say that she is very good at it, she works hard and has made a lot of money. Her handkerchiefs and purses are good enough to sell. However, those shops have handkerchiefs and purses made by professional embroiderers, which are better than Yang Dahua's, so they won't accept hers. So Yang Dahua has to set up a stall on her own. Today is her first day.
Yang Dahua: "Haiyan, are you ready?"
Yang Haiyan: "Yes." She went out with the basket, "Sister Dahua, how is business today?"
Speaking of business, Yang Dahua said happily: "Today is the first day and some people have come to our shop. I usually sell to farm wives and girls."
Yang Haiyan: "Good luck on the opening of the business. Congratulations, Sister Dahua."
Yang Dahua: "That's right. Take your time. I have nothing to do at home anyway. It would be nice if I could make some extra money to supplement the family. When I learn well, I can take it to the shop."
Qin Fang and Han Zhen were both waiting for their wives. During this time, they envied the men in the dead army barracks. Who had such a blessing as them? Their wives brought them meals every day, except on rainy days. Ten days ago, those people laughed at Qin Fang loudly, and now they envied Qin Fang.
They thought Qin Fang was unlucky and married a troublemaker, but it turned out that she was not. She was a woman who would buy meat for men. Moreover, according to the soldiers at the back door, Qin Fang had meat every few days, and the fragrance penetrated their noses and made their mouths wet.
At the beginning, there was only Qin Fang's family, but now Han Zhen's family has come, so the fragrance of that piece has become stronger.
Qin Fang took the tea bucket. He was originally a silent person, but after the two of them had been together for more than ten days, he could speak a few words: "What did you make today?"
Yang Haiyan: "I made steamed buns, steamed bread and soy milk today." Because she was afraid that the soy milk would get cold, she spent 50 cents to buy an insulated tea bucket. In fact, it was just a round wooden barrel, but the lid was buckled very tightly. The effect cannot be compared with modern thermos cups and heat boxes, but in ancient times, this was used to keep warm, and it was still effective.
Qin Fang: "Soy milk? Is it made from beans?"
Yang Haiyan: "Yes, grind the beans into paste, then filter it. Try it. I added some sugar, it's sweet."
Qin Fang took out the things in the thermos bucket. There was a big bowl of soy milk, as white as tofu pudding, and three buns and three steamed buns. He took a sip of the soy milk first. The sweet taste was sweet enough to sweeten his heart. Moreover, the soy milk didn't have any beany smell at all.
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