Mrs. Cui's heart ached a little when she thought about how expensive salt was.

However, salt is something that must be bought. It is used for daily cooking. If you don’t add salt to the dishes you make, it will really have no taste at all and it will be difficult to swallow.

Mrs. Cui still listened to Zhi Luo, "Okay."

Jiang Zhiluo and Mrs. Cui first went to the meat counter to buy meat.

The two of them were going to the butcher counter at the market, where there was a lot of excitement.

But if you want to go there, you have to go through the medical charity center just now, so as not to attract attention.

They decided to go through the remote alley at the back.

Just when I was passing through this alley, I didn't expect to see a butcher stall.

It's a small, out-of-the-way stall, but it's kept clean.

A fat girl in clean clothes was arranging the meat chopping board.

Mrs. Cui was also stunned, "There is a butcher stall here, isn't it too remote?"

"But it looks very clean."

Jiang Zhiluo looked at the cleanup and pulled Mrs. Cui over.

"Sister, how much does the pork belly at your stall cost?"

The fat girl looked at the customer and said with a smile: "Nineteen cents per catty."

Mrs. Cui's eyes lit up, this was cheaper than the meat at the market.

"If you and I want to buy some meat, I happen to have a pig here, so I'll give it to you."

Mrs. Cui couldn't believe it, so she whispered into Jiang Zhiluo's ear: "It's really a good deal."

These days, some people also buy pigs to eat, but it is difficult to clean, so pigs are cheap, so a pair may cost one or two cents.

One or two pennies is still money.

Jiang Zhiluo naturally knows the market, and the price is considered cheap. At the meat counter in the market, because of the good location, pork belly costs twenty-one cents per catty, and ordinary meat costs twenty cents.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the fat girl smiled and said: "Don't worry, our pork is all fresh, and it is home-raised pigs."

At this moment, a young boy of thirteen or fourteen years old ran out and said, "The pig my parents just killed this morning is the freshest."

The little boy is not as well-proportioned as the fat girl. He is a sunny boy who looks very energetic.

This reminded Jiang Zhiluo of her younger brother.

The fat girl said gently: "Brother, why are you here?"

"I'm here to help my sister."

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Is this a newly opened stall?"

The fat girl smiled and explained: "It has been open for many years. I first killed pigs in the village. It was also moved to the town in the past two years. On weekdays, nearby residents buy the meat."

"Also, when the village is going to the market and celebrating the festival, I will go to the village to do the work of killing pigs."

"But it used to be over there in the market. After my father was injured in a fall, he stopped displaying there, so I moved here."

Jiang Zhiluo had a conversation with the fat girl, and found out that her name was Lin Zhuzhu, and also learned some things.

Lin Zhuzhu's parents used to butcher pigs in the village. In the past, their family had good conditions, so Lin Zhuzhu's parents provided for her younger brother to study.

But last year, his father fell and fell ill and his mother was weak, so she took over the butchery stall.

She is now eighteen years old. In the past few years, people have gossiped about her because of her exposure to the butchery business. Her family arranged a marriage for her a few years ago, but she was kicked out because of her bad reputation.

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But she doesn't care about this herself. She walks and sits upright and is not afraid of what others say.

After she took over the butcher stall, she could make money to treat her father's illness and enable her younger brother to study. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

"At first, others thought how could a girl kill pigs? But I thought, why can't women do things that men can do? I have been very strong since I was a child, and I helped my father do these things, killing pigs.

Cleaner than them all..."

When Lin Zhuzhu said this, there was a smile in her eyes.

Although she looks fat, she also looks pretty when she smiles.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "I'll buy a pound of pork belly first."

Although Jiang Zhiluo only bought one pound, Lailin Zhuzhu also praised it highly.

He also gave Jiang Zhiluo a pair of pigs.

Jiang Zhiluo was very happy because pigs were a good thing.

This way she doesn't have to make steamed buns, she can use pig offal to make meat buns.

Mrs. Cui couldn't stand the smell of pig waste.

"Zhiluo, do we really want to eat this? We don't know how to handle this pig's water."

The most important thing is that Mrs. Cui thought that her Zhilan Yushu son would not eat this food.

My son loves cleanliness so much and is a mysophobic person, so he probably can’t even smell it.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Mom, don't worry, I will handle it."

Normally, you can use flour to clean it, but the free one is too expensive, so I use plant ash to clean it.

This saves money.

Then, they went to the grocery store to buy salt.

But a pound of salt costs seventy cents.

Jiang Zhiluo frowned when she heard the price.

"This salt is too expensive. Is there any cheaper one?"

"Then there is only coarse salt. This kind of large coarse salt costs thirty-five cents per pound." The shopkeeper looked at the coarse salt placed in the corner. Not many people bought these large coarse salts.

The main reason is that everyone thinks that eating this kind of coarse salt is not good for the body.

Jiang Zhiluo suddenly thought that she would use coarse salt to extract fine salt.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Then buy two kilograms of coarse salt."

Mrs. Cui grabbed Jiang Zhiluo's hand and said, "Zhiluo, it's not good to eat coarse salt. I heard it's also poisonous."

Jiang Zhiluo knew that some coarse salt had chemicals in it.

But just follow the filtration and purification method.

Boiling with plant ash can neutralize some of the impurities.

"Mom, don't worry, it's okay."

Jiang Zhiluo looked at Mrs. Cui with a calm expression.

Mrs. Cui looked at Jiang Zhiluo's expression, and for some reason, she felt convincing.

It's like whatever she says is right.

Mrs. Cui thought that thirty cents was expensive, and if it couldn't be used, it would be a waste.

Her heart ached a little, but when she thought that Zhiluo had earned all the money, she thought to herself, Zhiluo can do whatever she wants.

The shopkeeper glanced at them in surprise.

But looking at how poorly they were dressed, I thought they couldn't afford salt.

The money earned from selling brown sugar is simply not enough to buy two kilograms of coarse salt.

Jiang Zhiluo took out some of the few hundred pennies she had stored in the previous space and bought two kilograms of coarse salt.

She looked again and bought some spices in the grocery store. The spices were not all available. She went to the market and bought some things, including Sichuan peppercorns and some wine. She also spent more than fifty cents.

The main reason is that these seasonings are not easy to buy. You have to buy them from spice stalls, which are more expensive. The most common wine costs 18 cents per pound.

Mrs. Cui didn't know what to say.

She was really worried that she wouldn't be able to save any money with this way of spending, but after thinking about it, she just wanted her daughter-in-law to be happy.

Just make more money.

After that, Jiang Zhiluo didn't buy anything else, but went home with Mrs. Cui.

As soon as she got home, Jiang Zhiluo began to burn plant ashes, and then used the plant ashes to clean the pig sewage.

Mrs. Cui felt that she should do such dirty work, and her daughter-in-law's slender and beautiful hands should not be rough.
Chapter completed!