Mo Zhu had been waiting for these words, but he had kept them to himself and was too embarrassed to say them aloud.
Upon hearing He Tiantian say that, his eyes instantly lit up.
"Okay, Aunt He, you are such a kind person!" Mo Zhu was so moved that tears were about to fall. "I will tell my family when I get back. We can discuss the money."
He Tiantian's family made wild vegetable pancakes for lunch today. They chopped up wild vegetables and mixed them with cornmeal, adding some rendered fat. Then they pan-fried the pancakes with lard until golden brown on both sides. They tasted delicious.
He Tiantian took three fried dough cakes, wrapped them up, and brought out a bowl of hand-pulled noodles for Mozhu to take back.
On the first day of selling mulberries in the village, everyone was filled with excitement and trepidation. The villagers waiting at home were the most anxious, wondering if they could sell the mulberries and whether all their efforts would be in vain.
By evening, the villagers who had gone to the county in the morning were returning one after another.
He Tiantian stood at the entrance of her dilapidated temple and looked around. The villagers who had returned all had smiles on their faces, and their steps became lighter.
It seems to be selling well.
The price is low, the fruit is delicious, and it's not available in the county. Of course, it'll sell well.
The villagers were happy to make money, and the whole village was filled with an atmosphere of joy and happiness.
At the Liu family's house, Zhao Da Gou and Zhao Er Gou were in charge of selling the fruit. In one day, the two of them sold three baskets of mulberries, earning a total of over six hundred coins!
Goodness, this amount is much more than what they earned carrying goods in the city before. Moreover, the two of them walked to the county, saving eight coins on travel expenses.
Zhao Dagou handed over all the money he earned from selling mulberries to Liu Shi, who was overjoyed.
That's great! If they sell the fruit for a while longer, her big dog will finally have a wife.
The two men from the Zhao family, Fatty Zhao and Thin Zhao, were in charge of selling fruit in the county. They really didn't want to go to the docks with the adults in their family to carry goods; it was too tiring.
So they all vied to take on the job of selling mulberries.
Time was too tight, and before the old woman could react, the two men had already rushed out with fruit baskets on their shoulders.
Fortunately, they sold all the fruit, otherwise Old Lady Zhao would have given them a good whack with a stick.
Zhao Pang proudly handed five hundred coins to his wife, Zhao Laoshi, saying, "Grandma, since we're making so much money selling mulberries, why don't we call Mother back from the county?"
Previously, when Mrs. Cheng was at home, she doted on her two sons. At the very least, she washed their clothes clean every day.
But ever since Cheng was not at home, Fatty Zhao and Skinny Zhao had to wash their own clothes every few days.
They couldn't stand it anymore, so they just wanted to drag it out day by day. The clothes even started to smell sour on them, it was really unpleasant.
Old Mrs. Zhao glanced at Fatty Zhao and Skinny Zhao, which made the two of them shrink back in fright.
"Why call her back? It's not like we're too busy at home," Old Mrs. Zhao said irritably.
Standing to the side, Zhao Xiaocao didn't want her mother to come back either. Her eyes were fixed on the two roosters in the yard. She mustered her courage and said, "Grandma, since our family has made money, why don't we kill a chicken to celebrate? This rooster doesn't lay eggs and only eats grain, so it's useless to keep it."
Old Mrs. Zhao gave Zhao Xiaocao a sharp look. This girl was just like her mother, greedy.
However, seeing the family hadn't had meat in a long time and were looking at her expectantly, Old Lady Zhao felt a pang of pity. "Alright then," she said, "the village head's family doesn't want to accept this gift anyway. Let's kill one first, and eat the other when Da Niu's wife comes home."
This was the happiest day for the Zhao family, because after so many years, they were finally able to eat meat again.
Every household in the village made money selling mulberries, which greatly ignited the enthusiasm of the villagers to earn money. They went to the mulberry mountain day and night to pick mulberries and then took them to the county to sell.
He Tiantian really didn't want to join the crowd, so she didn't go picking fruit anymore.
She now has Director Song, a cash cow delivered right to her door. If she makes good use of this opportunity, she can earn much more than selling mulberries.
Zhao Denglong has been enjoying learning to cook from Sister Yulan and He Tiantian lately, and she has developed a great interest in this skill.
Although He Tiantian's cooking skills would only be considered average by modern standards, she has a wide variety of food and a broad range of knowledge.
So I often teach Zhao Denglong how to cook. Recently, Zhao Denglong has started learning to make various kinds of noodles, such as oil-splashed noodles, hot and sour noodles, scallion oil noodles, and so on.
He Tiantian really wanted to buy a cookbook for Zhao Denglong from the mall, but unfortunately, neither of her two children could read.
No, we absolutely must find teachers for the children. Being illiterate is utter illiteracy, and that's too painful.
Song Yun entrusted Magistrate Liu to recruit workers from other villages. With Magistrate Liu in charge, there shouldn't be too many problems.
This mine expansion project is expected to recruit around 100 people from other villages. However, the mine is too far from the other villages, and a day is simply not enough for a round trip, leaving no place to stay at night.
Magistrate Liu sent people from the county government office to quickly tidy up the place and build a few thatched houses at the foot of the mine.
The scorching sun had been blazing for days, as if we were already in the dog days of summer. In ancient times, there were no fans or air conditioners, so even staying indoors without moving would make you sweat profusely.
He Tiantian was somewhat relieved that her dilapidated temple, which was drafty on three sides, was actually quite cool in the summer, even though she almost froze to death in the winter.
The new house next door has already been completed; it just needs to be aired out for a few more days before we can move in.
Sister Yulan's family built three mud-brick houses on their original homestead. They could have moved out long ago, but they just couldn't bear to leave.
The little blue jacket she made for He Tiantian was finished, and Sister-in-law Yulan took it out somewhat nervously. Looking at He Tiantian, who was feeding the chickens, she said, "Wanzi's mother, our family is moving away soon. This is the little jacket I made for you; would you like to try it on?"
He Tiantian stopped what she was doing and saw that familiar blue garment.
No wonder Sister Yulan has been doing needlework even when she's up very late lately; it turns out this dress was made for her.
"Oh, Sister Yulan, you're too kind!" This was the first time someone had made clothes for He Tiantian, and she was overjoyed.
The clothes fit well, but they might be a little big after I have a baby. I can even wear an extra layer underneath in the fall.
"Thank you, Sister Yulan. You're too kind to make clothes for me and for the baby."
"Don't mention thank you. Even if our families don't live together anymore, we should still keep in touch. I see your belly isn't very big, but your due date is in a few days, so be careful."
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