Chapter 596: How many times has father-in-law asked this
He Xiner silently praised her grandma, the old lady is so awesome!
In fact, their second wife still had money to make a few coats, but it had nothing to do with whether they had money or not.
Her grandma is right, what does it have to do with her mother whether the children of your old Wang family dress well or not?
You are still a mother. Shouldn't it be your business whether your child is well-dressed or not?
Fortunately, I don't have to deal with this kind of people every day, otherwise it wouldn't be annoying enough.
Alas, forget it, it’s also a waste of time.
Hopefully, with the business of selling bean sprouts, her grandmother's family can live a better life.
On this side, Old Mrs. Wang was training her daughter-in-law so hard that she couldn't hold her head up. On the other side, in the east wing, Old Wang's hands were shaking with excitement. "This, is this true? Can those worthless beans be exchanged for silver?"
Other people grow sweet potatoes and save the beans to feed the pigs in winter when there is no pigweed available. His family is so poor that they don’t even have the money to buy a piglet, so they eat the beans they grow.
The stuff is ground into fine pieces and mixed with corn noodle steamer pot head. It's edible, but it's extra hard. People who don't live in a tight family don't like to eat this stuff.
The Yu family was obviously making tofu, but it required a lot of beans. Old Wangtou had also made up his mind to sell some to his eldest daughter's family, but the eldest son-in-law refused to let go, saying that the beans they grew at home were enough.
Beans are a coarse grain and are not valuable, and no one bothers to go to town to sell them, so it is better to eat them with them and save some corn and get more money.
It's just that his family has few fields and a large population. The food grown in the fields is enough to fill their stomachs, and there is almost no extra corn to exchange for money.
In addition to the third child in the family, who goes to work in the town to earn a small amount of money, the eggs laid by the old hens can be exchanged for some oil and salt money.
To be honest, my life was not an ordinary one.
Now the second son-in-law suddenly told him that those worthless beans could be made into a food called bean sprouts, and he said that it would be no problem to sell them for 3 to 5 cents...
Lao Wangtou felt like he was in a dream. He couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but hope that it was true.
Therefore, he could no longer hold on to his arrogance as a family member and kept asking, 'Is this true? Is this true?'
The corners of Ye Laiyin's mouth twitched.
How many times has my father-in-law asked this question?
Uncle Wang often went to the town to work and had a sharp mind. After hearing Ye Laiyin's words, the general's eyes lit up with excitement, and he was even more eager to try it.
"Dad, can the second brother-in-law still lie to us? Go dig some beans in a moment and soak them in warm water."
Ye Laiyin naturally knew how to grow bean sprouts, and he taught the general to the Wang brothers.
"Xin'er said that the beans must be carefully selected. Those with insect bites, small ones, and bad ones should not be used. Only the big ones that are round, plump, and shiny."
"Hey, hey, I have written down everything my second brother-in-law said."
Uncle Wang was a little excited.
Uncle Wang and Uncle Wang were still in a daze just like their father.
It's not all because of such a rare thing as bean sprouts, but because of Ye Laiyin's attitude.
This, what is going on?
This, this is a way to make money, is this how you teach them?
This, this is so surprising!
"Oh, by the way, it doesn't cost anything to grow your own beans. You just need to prepare some wooden boxes and clean white cotton cloth, and you have to keep them clean when eating."
Uncle Wang had a learned expression on his face and nodded frequently.
"It's not very convenient to go to the town from our Wangjiazhuang. When we start this business, it will last for a long time. Is it more difficult to carry things on my back, or is it easier to get a wooden cart to push it?"
Lao Wangtou's brows couldn't help but jump. The wooden cart was not a small item. Not to mention that he didn't have dried wood at home, even if he had wood, it would cost money to hire a carpenter to build it. This chapter has been completed!