When Su Yian came back from get off work, she saw two iron basins full of small fish.

"Ah, why did you catch so many?"

"It was cold and there was no one to catch me. I thought about scratching the mouth, but I didn't expect that I caught more and more."

Winter is like no other season. Without pickles, Su Dayou turned a blind eye to fishing.

"Mom, clean it and dry it, and let's make dried fish sauce."

"Your father wants this too."

Su Yi'an has been busy with factory work for a while and has no time to do anything. All the fish sauce at home has been eaten.

In winter, when there is a lot of fire, the small fish are placed on the edge of the pot, and they become dried fish in a day and night.

Su Yian returned to her room. The main factory had sent her the remuneration, one hundred and seventeen yuan. Now that Su Yian's wings were not strong enough, she could only be regarded as a non-staff designer. She was very satisfied with this salary.

By the way, I counted all the money. It's more than 400 yuan. I set a small goal. When can I reach a household worth 10,000 yuan?

The next night, Su Yian made a large pot of dried fish sauce, weighing seven or eight kilograms.

Su Jianjun was also there, so Bai Hongmei put a bowl in a big ceramic bowl for him to take back, and rolled a pancake for the child, which was a little chewy.

They say fishing is addictive, but Su Dahai and Su Jianjun are not addicted anymore. They went to fish another pot during the day and continued to grill it on the edge of the pot.

How much can the family eat? Su Yian looked at the small fish and had an idea.

"Brother, I will teach you how to make a little money, will you do it?"

Su Jianjun has been very frustrated during this period. He can't go up the mountain or go down the river, and there is no farm work in the fields. He is used to making a small amount of money, and now he is really not used to it.

"Of course I am willing to make money, Yi'an, what do you want to do?"

"How about dried fish sauce?"

“It’s fragrant, crispy and delicious.”

"You see, we can make six or seven kilograms of dried fish paste in a day, but we can't finish it ourselves, and people in the city can't get it to eat, so why don't we sell it to them?"

Su Jianjun made great efforts, but he couldn't sell things by "speculation" because he couldn't open his mouth.

"Brother, I went to the black market to see it. Not only is it expensive, but it's not as delicious as the one we make. In winter, there are few vegetables. Besides Chinese cabbage, there are salted radish strips. Just give it a try. I think it will sell well."

Su Dahai said, "Looking at you grinding and chirping like a bear, if I couldn't get out, I would go by myself."

Bai Hongmei glared at Su Dahai, "You can just walk around the village and not go anywhere."

Su Jianjun was timid and wanted to make money, so he was unwilling to give up. "I'll go back and discuss it with your sister-in-law. I can't make the decision by myself."

Su Yian smiled and ignored it. He refused to feed him, so there was nothing he could do.

It weighed more than ten kilograms in two days, and she couldn't finish it by herself. Su Yian wanted to explore ways to make money.

It is probably not easy to sell in rural areas. Farmers have homemade pickles, such as pickled radish, pickled onions, and pickled leeks. If you are slanderous, you can go to the river to catch fish and crab roe, but you are not very interested in buying them.

Su Yian wanted to go further and visit the urban-rural fringe area.

How could a girl walk at night? Bai Hongmei still called Su Jianjun up, and the two of them set off as soon as it got dark, carrying two pots of more than ten kilograms of dried fish sauce.

Su Yian has been dealing with Liu Jiefang for several months, and she really knows a few black markets. Walking more than thirty miles eastward, she passed through a village. In a low-lying land at the south end of the village, there were already some lights.

No doubt, this is the black market.

The black market in the urban-rural fringe can be seen from the way they dress. Some people are well-dressed, and they are more refined than people in other places.

The brother and sister found a secluded place to put the tricycle in advance. Su Jianjun held two basins, and Su Yian followed behind with a spoon, a bowl and a scale.

Finding a place with relatively high traffic, Su Yian asked Su Jianjun to stop, placed the basin, and exposed the dried fish sauce.

Su Yian immediately greeted, "Stop and take a look. Fresh dried fish sauce costs five cents a tael. Try it first before buying it. If it doesn't taste good, don't pay."

The little girl's crisp voice came, and someone stopped.

"What?"

"Master, the dried fish sauce is wild and handmade. The method is passed down from my grandmother's generation."

Su Jianjun: You can really fool him. When he ran out of milk, Yi'an was still a little kid who didn't know anything.

Seeing the man's hesitation, Su Yian handed him a pair of bamboo chopsticks, "You can try it before buying it. If it doesn't taste good, you can turn around and leave. It doesn't cost any money."

The man took one and put it in his mouth.

The man's eyes lit up, and he often went to the river to secretly catch small fish and shrimps to relieve himself and his family from the slander, but the food he made was barely edible, and he couldn't make it taste like this.

The first feeling is fragrant, and the second feeling is crispy.

It's salty and tasty, and the aroma of doenjang is also brought out.

"Then it's cheaper, 4 cents per tael, I'll buy half a catty."

Su Yian smiled helplessly, "Master, let's not lie. It was my father and my brother who fished for several days and saved it. Fishing for this in winter is a hell of a job. It involves kneeling in an ice hole... We just earn some hard-earned money."

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"Okay, no matter what you tell the truth or lies, weigh me half a catty."

"Okay, have you brought the bottle?"

When I go shopping, I always bring my own schoolbag, teapot or net bag, but there is no plastic waste from later generations.

The man took out an enamel jar. Su Yian weighed the jar first, then added half a catty of weight to it. When it was enough, he added another one.

Half a catty and twenty-five cents, Su Jianjun kept the money.

People have a herd mentality. If one tastes something, there will be another. People at this time are still very simple and have a lot of backbone. There are almost no people who only taste but don’t buy. Some people call it Erliang, and Su Yian doesn’t mind.

No worries, I weighed her anyway.

After selling 1/3, Su Jianjun felt less pressure.

"Yi'an, you collect the money and I'll sell it."

Su Yian smiled and said: "Brother, you have to practice your speech. How can people buy it if you don't say a word?"

Su Jianjun was a little embarrassed, "Your brother is stupid."

"My brother is not stupid, but he is embarrassed. In fact, it is just the first sentence. Once he shouts it out, there will be no pressure later."

Su Jianjun scratched his head, "Then let me give it a try? If it works, I'll do this in the winter. It will save your sister-in-law money, and you dare to embarrass me."

It’s no wonder that women are shameless. People are qualified to shameface. This time I earned 17.24 yuan from my salary, and I even made shoes at night.

Look at yourself again. If you don’t work or go to the mountains, you can’t earn big or small money, you are just a freeloader.

Su Jianjun's heart skipped a beat and he drank it. "Stop and take a look. Fresh dried fish sauce costs five cents or two. Try it first before buying it. If it doesn't taste good, don't pay."

Perfect copy and paste.

Another person was attracted.

Chu Wendong lives nearby. The man works in a woodworking factory. Sometimes he picks up things like handles, contracts, screws and nuts. After he saves a certain amount, Chu Wendong goes to the black market to find buyers.
Chapter completed!