Nie Hui shook his head gently, without saying anything, but took the package Ling'er gave them and opened it.

The aroma of meat came out from it. Nie Linger braised beef, and also wrapped in some pickled pickled chicken feet, as well as a whole roast chicken and other cooked food.

The food is wrapped in oil paper, but there is a very eye-catching red cloth bag inside.

Nie Hui knew it, he had guessed it long ago.

"What is this?" Nie Kun was stunned when he saw the small cloth bag and subconsciously picked it up.

It's heavy, and you can tell what's inside with the feel of the same touch.

"Silver?"

Nie Kun exclaimed, and quickly opened the cloth bag and looked at it. The cloth bag was indeed filled with white silver ingots, which were fifty taels!

So many!

Even Nie Hui was shocked. He guessed that Ling'er would definitely put silver in the package, but he didn't expect to give them so much.

"Brother Hui, this is what grandma gave you, my brother and my mother gave me, we have a total of 70 or 80 taels!" Nie Kun's little eyes were full of shock. He had lived so much.

Haven't touched so much money.

Nie Hui was silent for a moment, and finally sighed softly: "Pretending it first, Ling'er may be afraid that we will not have enough money and will encounter difficulties when we arrive in the capital."

Nie Hui guessed well. Although twenty or thirty taels of silver are no longer a small amount, the capital is not as good as Huaiyang, nor is it as Changling Town. It is the imperial capital of Dazhao, and the prices may be much higher than those here.

Now it happened to be the imperial examination again. If the two of them wanted to find an inn to burn a stove to keep warm, they would have to spend a lot of money, so Nie Ling'er stuffed 50 taels into it.

Nothing else, just seek peace of mind.

"Ling'er is the same, she actually stuffed so many silver in silence." Nie Kun muttered, looking at Nie Hui and asked, "Did Brother Hui guess it from the beginning? Why didn't you say it?"

Nie Kun felt that their money was enough to save some money. No matter how expensive the capital was, it would be reasonable to spend twenty or thirty taels a month.

After all, it is a small place. Twenty or thirty taels are already an extremely generous amount for Nie Kun, and farmers can't make this amount a year.

But Nie Hui said: "We have never been to the capital, and many things are unknown. The more silver we have, the better, so as not to miss the big thing if we really don't have enough time."

"I think Ling'er thinks so too. Only when we accept this money can she have no worries, otherwise she will always worry about whether we have spent all our money, which will cause people to worry."

Nie Hui is naturally not a greedy person, but this imperial examination is the most important thing. He must ensure that he cannot be distracted by other things, so he collected Ling'er's money in case of emergency.

Nie Ling'er's thoughts were very accurate. After they received this money, Ling'er could rest assured that they would not have difficulties in the capital due to food and accommodation, so that they could save each other's worries.

Hearing this, Nie Kun nodded after realizing it: "It makes sense for you to say this. We will pay it back to Ling'er after we make money."

Nie Hui nodded and said, "Everyone has high hopes for us during this trip, and we must do our best."

The next day, Ling'er pickle shop launched the latest pickle - pickled pepper boneless chicken feet!

Because a new notice was hung at the door of the store a week in advance, many loyal diners from Nie Linger came to support her today.

Chicken feet are an extremely common ingredient and many people like to eat them, but using chicken feet to make pickles is the first time that everyone has heard of.

Not to mention that it was the first time I heard that chicken feet are used to make pickles, I have never seen anyone else used to pickle pickles. Everyone usually eats vegetables.

So everyone came to find out with a curious heart.

As soon as the shop opened, the store was soon filled with crowds. The first batch of pickled peppers with more than a dozen sauce-dried chicken feet were opened. Because the taste of pickled peppers was unique, it was a bit stewed, and the fresh taste suddenly went out.

The room was floating, covering the aroma of other pickles.

Diners were surprised when their noses moved, and they had never smelled the smell before. The sourness of the nose was also pungent and spicy. They couldn't tell what the smell was, but they were reluctant to it in their mouths.

The water is coming.

It's really a smell of sniffing taste buds.

"I'm hungry just by smelling this smell." said a diner.

The person on the side explained: "I think this is the taste of pickled peppers that Miss Ling'er mentioned. It's really novel. I don't know what the chicken feet will feel when you put them in your mouth."

Everyone in the store became busy, and it looked quite lively as it was when it opened, and there were also long queues outside the door.

"Girl, this price is not cheap!"

When someone heard the price of this pickle dish, he couldn't help but feel shocked.

Nie Ling'er stood in front of the person and smiled, explaining: "There is one of the differences between meat and vegetables, but in addition, the processes and costs required for this pickle dish are extremely high, so it is indeed expensive.

some.”

"But I promise that after everyone eats, they will never feel that they have spent money in vain."

Of course, everyone trusts Nie Ling'er, otherwise they would not blindly support her. As long as it is made by Miss Ling'er, they will never step on the wrong side. This is also the reason why they closed their eyes and rushed.

"I'll give you two packs. I won't say whether it's expensive or not. We have to try something fresh, right?" At this time, someone rushed to buy it first and said, "You must know that these chicken feet are the only ones to make pickles.

I can eat it in the Linger girl.”

Just as it was said that after a long call, someone spoke first, someone followed and agreed: "That's right, what do we have to doubt about Miss Ling'er's skills? This tofu can be made into fermented tofu, and I only smell this chicken claws.

The smell is so smelly that I can't stop swallowing my saliva, I'll buy two packs too!"

"And I, I like chicken feet the most when I eat chicken on weekdays, but today I hit the boneless chicken feet. I have to try it!"

"The chicken feet without bones, the pickled peppers I have never heard of before, are so fresh, I'm sorry for myself if I don't eat them."

All Nie Ling'er's diners are rich people. Because the original price of Ling'er pickles is no longer a place that ordinary people will consume, so even if the price of pickled pepper chicken feet is a bit high, these customers still have the ability to consume.

Affordable.

Seeing everyone's support, Nie Ling'er couldn't help but smile: "Thank you for your support. If you are hesitant, you might as well buy less first and try it out. If you think it's delicious, then buy it back."

"Because I am confident about this pickle, I made the first batch with enough quantity, so I can buy it anytime when I want to eat it."
Chapter completed!