The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Yan Yu prepared three pots, one pot for boiled eggs, one pot for marinating eggs, and the other pot for spares, so as not to be too good for business, and one pot would not be enough to sell.

That's right, the Yan family's father and daughter are all so confident.

I never thought it wouldn't sell or anything.

It's just right now, and the extra pot can be used to marinate tofu.

Cut into ultra-thick strips, put them all into the pot, and they will be gurgling after a while.

The aroma of braised meat can most seduce the greedy worms.

The first ones to be seduced were the children from Xiao'an Village.

Yan Xiaoer said that the food business in the market is their own business for the boy scouts, and they have to manage it by themselves, but they don't need so many people, so this time, a few girls are mainly working with Yan Yu.

The girls are nimble, regardless of their young age, they are used to doing work at home. After a short period of Boy Scout training, they can handle pots and pans easily, and their hands are very steady.

Yan Yu herself can't wash the eggs and quail eggs, she is worried about one force - the eggs will break.

The cut tofu was also not suitable for her, it was not cut evenly.

So she asked Nanny Rong for this job.

Nanny Rong picked up the knife, she didn't even use the cutting board, just in her hand, and cut a few times back and forth, to make tofu sticks of the same thickness and almost the same size.

Like her mother, she became the one who collected the money.

Also, the first ones received were copper coins from people in the village.

Especially members of the Boy Scouts.

Special support.

The braised eggs were sold out first, followed by tofu.

Before selling it to outsiders, there is not enough food in my own village.

Yan Yu had no choice but to ask Liang Fengnian, who had just accompanied her mother to go to the market, to sit in town and collect money for her.

Call Er Tiege and San Tiege to replenish eggs and tofu.

At this time, Daji was already very lively.

Farmers are diligent and get up early, and just after dawn, they start to teach people.

Yan Yu went to the tofu shop first.

The lady of this family also recognized the boy who bought her half board of tofu.

After looking carefully, the kid didn't bring back tofu, so he was relieved, he didn't come to refund the money.

"Auntie, you just brought two boards of tofu?" Yan Yu asked.

"How can it be, there is only one big fair in a month, and two boards are not enough to sell, and when it is almost noon, the family has to give away two more boards.

You just bought a half-board, and you must close the stall early today. It just so happens that I also have a rare leisure time, so I can take a good look at the market. "The lady who sells tofu is very happy.

There are always big fairs coming, but there are very few times when you can go shopping.

This time it was a coincidence, the new kid from Xiao'an village bought her half plate of tofu, and it will be early today.

"Auntie, there are a lot of boards here, I want them all, and the two boards behind your house, don't rush to sell them when you get there, go to the steamed bun stand in our village in Xitou, maybe you can still get them."

"Oh! How can your family eat so much tofu?" The lady selling tofu was both surprised and unbelievable.

"It's not just my family, everyone in our village can't get away from the stall, so let me help with running errands." Yan Yu replied with a smile.

"You guys in Xiao'an Village are quite united, you do everything together." The lady who sells tofu asked what many people in the market wanted to ask: "There are so many people in your steamed bun stand, how do you divide the money?"

Yan Yu grinned and said, "My mother said she didn't earn money, so she traded the copper coins for food before she got home, and we will share the food when the time comes."

The lady selling tofu felt that she understood.

When someone removed the two boards of tofu, they brought the board back to her.

She said to the people she knew around her: "That Xiao'an village is all fleeing from the famine, and it is pitiful to exchange the copper coins for grain. It must be because of hunger."

"How did I hear that the old man gave them three months' rations?"

"You also said that it's been three months. There's not enough to eat. When winter comes, they will have something to endure. If we don't save more food now, the winter will be difficult."

"Then I'll ask later, if I can exchange the grain for a few steamed buns, I think they still sell fish there."

"Not only fish, but also a lot of things. I just glanced at it. There is also a cloth bag, which looks very fresh. It is the one carried by the kid who bought your tofu just now. It is bigger."

"There are candied haws over there. My guy took his daughter to buy them. I can't help but cry because I'm so hungry."

"You're all right, all the tofu is sold out, so you can go shopping wherever you want."

The lady selling tofu said happily: "No, I'll go and look around right now. Don't worry, if there's anything cheap or rare, I'll tell you when I come back."

As he spoke, he searched for the stall in Xiao'an Village.

If you want to say what is the rarest in today's big fair, isn't it the newcomer Xiao'an Village?

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The steamed bun stand is not so busy anymore.

After breakfast, Li Xuemei decisively stopped the wild vegetable egg drop soup.

Now the sporadic people who come here are all people who want to change some to go home because of the cheapness of steamed buns.

All of them are exchanged for grain and eggs. These are the hard currencies traded on Daji.

The transfer of copper coins just now was purely the village people's left hand and right hand.

Weighing grain and negotiating the exchange ratio, these Madam Qi are better at it.

Li Xuemei was listening by the side, and she had a rough idea of ​​the prices of various grains.

Er Tie and San Tie passed in front of the stall carrying tofu boards, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

The brine pot over there had just cooled down, and it became hot in a blink of an eye.

The children are all dog-nosed, and they gather around after smelling.

Soon, the eggs were added.

The two brine pots exert force at the same time, making it difficult for people to pull their feet out of this area.

Some people couldn't bear the smell and began to inquire about the price.

"Three eggs for two marinated eggs." Yan Yu replied that she wanted to pay with eggs.

Answered another person who wanted to exchange beans for tofu: "One tael of beans for six sticks of stewed tofu."

"For the copper plate, braised eggs cost five pennies, and stewed tofu sticks cost five pennies."

Don't even think about it, if you don't need copper plates in Daji, you don't need them, and Yan Yu also means the same.

Instead of earning copper coins, she wants all kinds of agricultural and sideline products.

And spending money will make these people think about it for a while, and weigh it over and over again.

It's much happier if you can exchange things.

All the stalls in Xiao'an Village ushered in a small climax of bartering.

Da Ya and a few younger sisters were guarding the knapsack stand, besides knapsacks, there were also handkerchiefs, money bags and purses.

The purse is obviously much more delicate, it was made by the sisters of the Qi family.

Frequently cared for by the eldest daughter and the younger daughter-in-law.

Looked and looked, touched and touched.

The pouches haven't been sold yet, but quite a few hair ropes have been sold.

Yan Xiangheng sat among several bags of charcoal.

Next to him is Cui's stall.

Mrs. Cui steamed the steamed buns for a while in the morning, she was not so busy, so she turned here to see how Cui Langzhong's stall was.

Come here, really angry.

Cui Langzhong sat upright with the eldest son of the Yan family.

One was sitting between the charcoal bags and the other was sitting between the medicine bags, and the two of them were still able to strike up a conversation, which was quite warm.

The most important thing is... there is no one in front of the stall!

In addition to asking for tickets, I still ask for tickets. It’s the end of the month, why don’t you ask for tickets, right~( # ^.^ # )~

There is also the matter of revising the article tomorrow, please help to pick out the mistakes, and leave the chapter number for Zhai, otherwise it will be very difficult to check from the beginning~

I can’t keep applying to change the text, I’m afraid that the editing will bother me, I still hope that she loves me and cares about me, quack~o(*￣︶￣*)o