34. Chapter 34 The ambitious day laborer

Author: Next door Lao Huang 007

Yiren told the story exactly as it was, and Qiu was silent for a while before she said, "Yiren, please don't mention it again now."

Qiu held her hand and said, "Song Dazhong is not easy to get along with. If he goes after Mrs. Chen, Song Yi, or Song Bin, that's what he should do! But he's a money-hungry guy. Cun

Erli more or less knows that you earn some money, so it would be bad if he targets you!"

"Guifen, I appreciate that you think about me in everything, but if you have the chance, please explain something to my uncle for me!" Yiren is grateful to Qiu for thinking about her, but she cannot blame Mr. Chen for this.

Too much for that family to carry.

After chatting for a while, the lady called Sanmao and Simao. Instead of asking them to do any work, she first asked: "You came so early. You were busy for a while last night. Have you eaten?"

"Eat it! Eat it..." Guifen said quickly. On weekdays, she would get three or four cents with Yiren to pick mountain products. A child could earn four or five copper coins a day. Where can I find such a good thing? Jinbao is in a big restaurant in the county.

, it’s only a hundred and ten coppers a month! I haven’t done any work today, so how can I have the dignity to depend on others for food? She’s not that thick-skinned!

"Guifen, don't talk, let the children talk." Yiren interrupted Qiu, then turned to the two children and asked: "San Mao, Si Mao, tell me, have you eaten? What have you eaten?"

"Didn't eat! Si Mao is hungry!" San Mao was twelve years old and had good eyesight, so he didn't dare to say anything when he saw Qiu. Si Mao was still young, so he touched his growling belly and said loudly.

"Today we have to do a day of physical work and collect mountain products. Only after we have enough food can we have the strength to work!" Yiren went to the stove in the courtyard, opened the lid of the pot, and took out the cakes made early in the morning, as well as a piece of cake.

A big pot of brown rice porridge. "Each person has two cakes and two bowls of porridge. After eating, we can talk about work!"

The pancakes are made from the mountain products they pick every day. They are stuffed with three fresh vegetables. The dough is made of white flour mixed with cornmeal. Wild green onions, lard and salt are also added inside.

For Yi and Aunt Li, this kind of food is just the food in ordinary days, but in the eyes of poor people in the family, it is already a delicacy for festivals, and it has to be limited to each person. Even if it is limited to each person.

It was the Qiu family who married Muramasa Songshan, and the family had a large population, so they couldn't afford to eat like this every day.

Qiu looked at the two children with longing eyes. Although they swallowed silently, the two children were very sensible and did not ask for food. Qiu looked at it, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, she couldn't help feeling distressed, and then ordered

nod.

When the two children saw the eldest sister Qiu nodded, they started to eat hungrily. They kept forgetting the pie in their mouths and choked and stretched their necks. Yiren quickly pushed the brown rice porridge in front of them, and the brown rice porridge was added with a little more.

The stone honey was specially chilled, it was sweet and refreshing, and the two children looked satisfied after eating it.

While the two children were eating, Yi Ren simply wrote a note. Seeing that they had finished eating, she said, "What I do is my only craft. It's okay to leave it to you, but I must ensure that it cannot be spread to anyone else without my permission."

You can’t sell it yourself either!”

This technique of stir-frying golden chestnuts with sugar is currently the only one, but its production process is not complicated. Even if you don't secretly learn from her, maybe someone will make it soon. What I have to do is to make a time difference, and here

She made a fortune in a period of time. But she had to employ people, which was inevitable. In fact, although this document was somewhat useful, it was to guard against gentlemen and not against villains.

"Don't worry, sister Yiren! We won't even tell you if we are beaten to death!" Sanmao nodded heavily.

"I won't tell you either, neither will you, mother or eldest sister!" Si Mao was bought off by the delicious food, his big bright eyes blinked, and he said confidently.

"I am now roasting seeds three times a month, and I need your help each time. The restaurant needs a small amount of goods, so each person is given five copper coins each time. For a large quantity like this, it is only one copper coin at a time! The cost of picking mountain goods is additional!

"Yiren explained the price.

Because the family is making the five hundred kilograms of sugar-fried golden chestnuts ordered by the nobleman, Yiren is not planning to sell the cake stall today. She also asked Aunt Li to help with the business of delivering mountain products to Desheng Restaurant.

There are two reasons. First, because Jin Bao is in Desheng Restaurant, this business was originally obtained because of Jin Bao. Second, Aunt Li is close to her and will not interfere with her business.

After pressing her fingerprints on the receipt, Mrs. Qiu went home alone, and Yiren also began to teach the two children how to make stir-fried golden chestnuts with sugar.

"The golden chestnuts need to be opened, steamed and then fried." The two children gathered around the stove to cook the golden chestnuts.

"The heat must be controlled well, otherwise the golden chestnuts will be easily burnt, or the moisture will not be cooked out, and it will not be delicious!"

"Be careful, don't burn your hands!"

"Put the roasted golden chestnuts in the basket, and when it's full, bring it into the main room!"

Yiren patiently explained and demonstrated, and the two of them listened very carefully. The whole process mainly involved the control of time and heat. It was not difficult to contact them frequently, and the two of them quickly mastered the skills.

The first pot of sugar-fried golden chestnuts came out of the oven, weighing more than ten kilograms. The sweetness and chestnut aroma wafted up, making the two children salivate.

Yiren specifically warned: "The golden chestnuts are made for the reserved nobles and cannot be eaten secretly."

"We won't eat!" Sanmao knew in his heart that he was able to work as a part-time worker at Sister Yiren's place because Sister Yiren took care of their family for the sake of her eldest sister. How could he and his younger brother be so disappointing? "Sister Yiren gave us wages.

, and give us food to eat, my brother and I can no longer eat Sister Yiren’s stir-fried golden chestnuts with sugar!"

While Sanmao swallowed, he still pulled his brother with great determination and looked at him with warning eyes.

The younger brother Si Mao's face turned red with shame, and he quickly waved his hands to express that he would not eat either. Although he was young and had never studied, his parents also taught him etiquette, justice and shame. The whole Qiu family was not a down-to-earth person who was willing to work, nor was he a cunning person.

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Otherwise, the lady would not use them to do work.

Yiren looked through the basket and looked at the first pot of golden chestnuts that had just come out of the oven. It weighed more than ten kilograms, and there was not a burnt one. The heat was just right. In order to keep in touch with each other, Yiren and her two children only cooked the first pot.

Pot, then each person has a pot.

Si Mao was young and weak, so he was asked to use the pot on the stove. The stove was short and he was not afraid of being out of reach or getting burned. He cooked a little less each time. Yiren herself and San Mao both used the big pot in the courtyard.

pot.

After working like this until noon, Yiren roughly estimated that the roasted golden chestnuts weighed more than three hundred kilograms.

"Come on, let's take advantage of the pot at noon and eat something simple. I'll cook it for you in the evening!"

"We... we don't want to eat..." Si Mao muttered with a reddish complexion. He ate two cakes and two bowls of brown rice porridge in the morning. He was given another meal just after noon, and he didn't do much work. It was not as good as every day.

It’s hard work to go up the mountain every day to cut firewood and then carry it to the city to sell it!

Moreover, Songjiazhuang is located in the north, far away from the capital of Daliang, and there are no important post stations, so it is not prosperous at all. Ordinary families only have three meals during busy farming or New Year holidays. In addition, those who do manual labor

A strong working man only needs three meals a day. Children from ordinary families like them who do some chores will still be considered too much by their families if they only have two meals!

"Eat! It's the time to grow! If you don't eat well, you won't have the strength to work!" Regardless of what the two children said, Yiren took out the prepared cakes, set up a small stove, and poured brown rice porridge.

Added green vegetables to it to make a vegetable paste, and boiled three eggs.
Chapter completed!