This rice cake is a recipe my uncle learned from his neighbor's grandmother after he came here.

Soak the glutinous rice thoroughly and grind it into rice milk, then add an appropriate amount of sugar and steam it in a pot. When it is almost set, sprinkle various dried fruits on top, which is sweet and soft.

This method is liked by everyone in the family. She doesn’t pick anything about tench, and Fang likes everything that is exquisite. Erni is a good child. In her words, she likes everything that is delicious.

Sanni has nothing to say about her uncle's cooking skills. As long as she is not asked to cook, she will eat whatever her uncle does.

The one who ate the most was Chen Shenzhong, who had a sweet tooth. He rarely stopped talking once he was making it. But my uncle also made a lot of it. After all, it was glutinous rice. He was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable if he ate too much, so he gave it to the three people who were going to school.

I packed a lunch box for them to eat at school.

When they arrived at the dormitory, they distributed the dingyu to the people in the dormitory. They also received unanimous praise from them, so they used the dingyu to bribe Zhang Jiajia, the dormitory director.

After hearing this, the others also shouted to the tench not to favor one thing over another, and they wanted to eat it too.

I don’t know if Ding Yu is lucky. Except for Zhang Jiajia and Li Yun, the roommates in the dormitory she was assigned to seem to have good financial conditions. Therefore, they don’t have to worry about eating other people’s food.

, so I don’t care about it that much.

After finishing the afternoon class, Ding Yu waited for Erni and Chen Shenzhong, and the three of them walked home together.

Since Fang and Sanni came, the three of them only stayed in the dormitory for two days at the beginning of the semester. After that, they never stayed in the dormitory again and always went home at night.

The house I bought was too remote. With the resumption of the college entrance examination, many educated youths fled back to the city. Huacheng became more and more chaotic. It would only become more chaotic in the future. Ding Yu was really worried that there were only two of them in that house.

Originally, Chen Shenzhong studied two majors and didn't want him to go back, but this man has had a bad temper since he was a child. Unless others can explain what he believes in, no one can stop him.

After Dingyu said that he ignored both sides, she stopped caring about him. Anyway, she was not the one who was tired.

Erni, on the other hand, likes to go home more than Tengyu because she can make clothes at night after returning home. Especially after having Fang, there are new styles of clothes. The designs are too bold and not suitable for conservative Chinese people.

, after some modifications by Fang, it immediately became a novel and beautiful style.

Two people cooperate, one makes changes, and the other makes it into ready-made clothes. It seems that the sales are more positive than that of Tengyu.

The two of them especially like to improve cheongsam, and Ting Yu has the vision of having seen it in his previous life, and occasionally gives some suggestions. The improved new cheongsam Ting Yu will show to his boss, can he sell it back to Xiangjiang?

After seeing it, I thought I could try it, but it's just not as good as the ones made by the old craftsmen in Xiangjiang. The style is novel, so don't have too much hope for Tengyu.

Ding Yu thought that there were still many old craftsmen alive at this time, and the products made by Fang and Er Ni were indeed not as good as those of the old craftsmen, so he didn't care too much. But he didn't expect that the boss would find Ding Yu within a few days.

, and asked her to make different styles, and someone took a fancy to her style.

Moreover, the prices they offer are not low, with a design costing 50 yuan.

Tengyu thought for a while and refused.

"You showed it to me just to sell it? Why do you go back on your word when someone likes you and not sell it?"

The owner looked very angry, and it seemed that he had agreed to buy what he wanted to buy.

"Boss, you see, if I buy goods from you, I can make a hundred and eighty yuan at a time, but fifty is definitely easy. I worked hard to use my brain to come up with it, and then I made it, and the result is

I can't sell as much as I do once I buy something. Do you think I'm the one doing that thankless job?"

The boss looked at Tengyu and knew that Tengyu was not the one who suffered the loss. He rubbed his chin with toothache and thought for a while before speaking,

"To tell you the truth, Zigu'er, someone is really interested in your design. If you come to me to get the goods, it proves that you don't have a production line. If we have tailor-made clothes here, you can't sell a piece of clothing for much money!"

"But you can't just sell it for 50! I design the pattern, install two sewing machines, and find a few ladies who know how to make clothes to make dozens of them. It's not difficult to do it. No matter what, it's better than selling it for 50!"

Who are you trying to fool? It’s not like she doesn’t know anything, otherwise she wouldn’t have taken one out to explore the way.

After some final bargaining, Ding Yu was given two hundred yuan to design a pattern based on the lowest designer fee.

Two hundred yuan, which is a lot of money at this moment, Ding Yu agreed. Then he went home and brought a finished garment pattern to the man, and got two thousand yuan. Counting the last one who asked for directions.

The total is two thousand two.

Ding Yu took the money home and divided it between Fang and Erni. The two of them divided one thousand each, and the remaining two hundred was given to Ding Yu as hard work expenses.

Tengyu didn't refuse and readily accepted it.

Two days later, she had just sent out a batch of goods. She was probably still on the way when she received a telegram from Brother Hu, asking her not to purchase the goods for the time being.

There was not much written on it, but Tenten knew it was not a good thing at a glance. Sure enough, within a few days, she saw Brother Ye and Brother Hu, who had come to see her after a long journey.

Ding Yu took the two of them home. After washing, eating and drinking, Fang and Sanni went to another room, leaving only the three people who were going to talk next in the main room.

"I really didn't expect that a man named Dong would do something so cruel and directly cut off our financial path."

Brother Hu, whose eyes were red, punched the table angrily to vent his anger.

Brother Ye took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and sighed, "It's not difficult to understand that the black market is getting worse and worse. There are still two mountains above him waiting for money. If he doesn't do something, there will be no way to survive."

"What's going on? Can you explain it clearly? Brother Ye, Brother Tiger."

Ding Yu heard this in confusion, only to realize that this incident was related to the man named Dong.

Brother Hu tilted his head away, and Brother Ye took another puff of cigarette before explaining to Ding Yu, "The man surnamed Dong was jealous of our new business to make money, so he ripped up our small workshop and even had people rob it.

Our warehouse where clothes are stored. Not to mention these, he also found people to buy clothes here and sell them, and he also warned us that if we compete with them for territory, we will all be arrested."

Was it so blatantly taken?

Thinking about that person's brain again, it seems that that person is indeed capable of doing it. He specializes in grabbing ready-made fruits from others' hands. This is what the black market is like. Now the newly opened trade routes are also copying what he did before.

Drive away.

The key is that there are people behind this guy, so you can't do anything to him! This is what allows him to be so unscrupulous and arrogant.
Chapter completed!