Ma Shi pulled Zhao Juan at the door of Ning's house, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind.
When Zhao Juan saw the person who got off the carriage and walked into Ning's house wearing a silk robe, she suddenly opened her eyes in surprise.
"Mother, mother, do the Ning family have such relatives? Why didn't I see him when I got engaged to Youcai?"
"Don't make any noise. Let's go back first."
Mrs. Ma glanced at the villagers watching the excitement around her. She was afraid that her daughter would make a joke, so she pulled Zhao Juan back home.
"Shopkeeper Su, please follow me to the backyard."
Ning Pengpeng waited for shopkeeper Na Su to enter the gate, then ordered Ning Laosan to drive the ox cart in, then closed the gate, and at the same time shut out the curious eyes of the villagers of Dahuaishu Village.
Shopkeeper Su followed Ning Pengpeng around the corner and walked into the backyard. He saw a rectangular shed set up in the backyard. One of the sheds was open and there was a wooden thing in the middle. It should be where Mrs. Ning was.
I'm talking about the rolling truck.
"Third brother, go feed the cow some beans and bring it over after you finish feeding it."
"Okay, mother."
Ning Laosan quickly responded and unloaded the carriage from the cow's back.
Seeing Lao San's actions, Ning Lao Er hurriedly stepped forward to help and touched the mark on the cow's back distressedly.
"Is this the rolling truck?"
Shopkeeper Su came forward and looked at it carefully.
"Yes, although such a pulping truck costs several taels of silver, given the financial resources of shopkeeper Su, it should not be a problem. As long as the pulping truck is made and turned by oxen, these hard materials can be
Juice is squeezed out of sugarcane."
Ning Pengpeng nodded and asked Lao San to tie up the cow. Then he whipped the cow and drove it around while stuffing a few sugar canes into the pulping cart.
Soon, at the outlet below, the sugarcane juice gathered into a stream of water, flowed out and fell into the bucket.
Then, Ning Pengpeng rolled the sugarcane repeatedly until it turned into slag.
After squeezing out a full bucket of sugarcane juice, Ning Pengpeng drove her sons and daughters-in-law away and carried the bucket of sugarcane juice to the closed shed nearby.
"Don't worry, Shopkeeper Su, my useless sons don't know anything about sugar making."
Ning Pengpeng saw the confusion in Shopkeeper Su's eyes and spoke.
When Shopkeeper Su heard this, he felt strange, but he didn't ask any further questions.
Then I saw Ning Pengpeng pouring the juice into the pot and starting to cook. Until the time when the yellow mud water was poured in, shopkeeper Su watched very seriously. If there was anything he didn't understand, he would ask.
Ning Pengpeng explained patiently. After all, the other party was Party A who paid a thousand taels of silver.
"Like this, by tomorrow, there will be white crystals on it, which will be the kind of white sugar I showed Shopkeeper Su before!"
"We still have to wait one night to find out?"
Shopkeeper Su didn't think Ning Pengpeng, a peasant woman, had the courage to lie to him, but she still felt uneasy after not seeing it with her own eyes.
"If you like it, Shopkeeper Su, you will stay at my house tonight. However, simple meals may not be to your liking."
Ning Pengpeng never thought that Shopkeeper Su would believe her words after she said this to herself.
If it had been her, she would have stayed and watched to see if the recipe she spent a thousand taels of silver on was genuine.
"Thank you very much, ma'am!"
Shopkeeper Su cupped his hands and thanked him.
Hearing this title, Ning Pengpeng felt a toothache and felt a blockage in her heart.
He reluctantly smiled at Shopkeeper Su, turned around and went to find Mrs. Wang.
Since shopkeeper Su is having dinner here, the old hen is just in time to make soup.
These days, although the dishes cooked by Mr. Wang taste good, Ning Pengpeng feels as if the food in her mouth is about to fade away due to the lack of oil and seasonings.
The bowl of wontons I had this morning was pretty good, but Uncle Zhang also said that it contained his family’s exclusive secret recipe.
However, from that bowl of wontons, Ning Pengpeng thought of another way to make money.
It's a pity that it's not very close to the sea.
If it was close, there would be gold everywhere, waiting for people to pick it up!
"Mom, why did you tell others how to make our pulping truck?"
Wang called Qian to kill the chicken, but she came to Ning Pengpeng's side and asked with a puzzled face.
Ning Pengpeng glanced at her and snorted.
"Of course it's because shopkeeper Su bought the recipe!"
"What? Mom, you sold the prescription? What will our family do after that?"
When Mrs. Wang heard what Ning Pengpeng said, she suddenly became anxious and her voice couldn't help but become louder.
"What? I can't sell my own prescription?"
Ning Pengpeng sneered and moved from the fried Wang to Qian, who was secretly hiding outside the kitchen after killing the chicken.
Mr. Qian, just eavesdrop, at least you should hide yourself better.
Do you really think you are blind if you expose half of your body?
"Of course... not. Mom, my wife is just thinking about you. You finally came up with such a recipe and sold it like this. My wife is just feeling sorry for you."
As soon as Ms. Wang heard her mother-in-law's tone, she knew it was not good. She immediately closed her surprised mouth and replied flatteringly.
"It's okay if I don't. Since I can come up with one recipe, I can naturally come up with countless recipes. You have to know that the Ning family can make money not because of the recipes, but because of your mother-in-law and me.
money."
Ning Pengpeng withdrew her eyes and said to Mrs. Wang.
"That is, with my mother here, our Ning family is like having a sea-calming needle, and our hearts are stable."
Although Mrs. Wang felt that her mother-in-law was bragging, she still kept flattering her.
"Okay, remember to buy some meat next time. If you eat vegetarian food every day, your face will turn green like that dish! By the way, remember to stew this old hen for a longer time. My teeth are not good. If it is not cooked, it will become crispy and rotten. I bite it.
Do not move."
Seeing that Qian didn't enter the kitchen, Ning Pengpeng came out directly, glared at Qian who was startled, and gave instructions to the two of them.
"Hey, mother, don't worry, I guarantee that the stew will be crispy and tender."
When Mrs. Wang came out and saw Mrs. Qian actually listening to the corner, her heart skipped a beat. After rolling her eyes at her, she assured her mother-in-law with a smile.
Waiting for her mother-in-law to enter her house, Ms. Wang rubbed her belly and turned around and said to Mr. Qian angrily.
"Second sister-in-law, you can listen to me if you want. Why are you so sneaky? If I hadn't been brave enough, I would have almost fainted due to your sneaky appearance.
It’s okay if I faint, but the child in my belly is the heart of our third child, and we don’t want him to be frightened in the slightest.”
Mrs. Qian's face turned red when Mrs. Wang said that. She quickly lowered her head and shielded her face and rushed into the kitchen to stew the old hen in her hand.
"What are you talking about? The distinguished guest from the Ning family is the shopkeeper of Chunfeng Tower?"
When Zhao Guangnong heard his old wife's words, his eyes suddenly lit up.