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Chapter 112: I'll Sell Eggs

In the following days, I made boiled eggs, egg custard, egg pancakes, egg noodle soup, and various other tricks.

Qiao Lan felt that there was nothing delicious at home, so she asked her children to eat more eggs to supplement protein. After eating eggs for a week, the children at home were a little unbearable.

The older children were still a little worried, but they knew it was a good thing and ate it silently. Duan Yutao held a boiled egg in front of the table and said aggrievedly: "Grandma, I have eaten a lot of eggs. Can I not eat them today?"

Also, even if it is delicacies from the mountains and seas, eating them three times a day will make people vomit.

"Okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat. When you want to eat, tell grandma that we have plenty of eggs at home!" Qiao Lan said.

A child at home nods like a chicken pecking at rice.

In this way, the appearance of eggs on the Duan family's table gradually faded away, and the children did not feel tired of eating an occasional meal of scrambled eggs or egg custard.

After Mrs. Wang finished her chores at home the next day, she picked up half the basket of eggs from the kitchen and sent them to the house of the young woman who had brought snacks yesterday.

The little woman was not at home, so Wang entrusted the egg to her child.

When the little woman came home, she saw a dozen fresh eggs in the kitchen, and she looked a little disappointed.

Why isn't it a dish?

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For Qiao Lan, who grew up in the new era, eggs on the roadside only cost a few cents each, and the most expensive ones cost more than a dollar at most. They are a common and ordinary ingredient.

But eggs in this era are not cheap, even more expensive than meat.

The Duan family used to be wealthy and not a very prominent family in the capital, but they could still eat eggs if they wanted to. Occasionally they could eat with open stomachs, but not every day.

There are many reasons why eggs are expensive. First, the hatching rate of chicks is low. Many fertilized eggs are picked out as ordinary eggs and eaten directly. The second reason is the survival rate of chicks. Even if the chicks break out of the shell, they will continue to grow.

Because the big chickens were extremely fragile before, it might be due to a bump or something wrong with what they were eating. Anyway, the majority of the chickens died.

Finally, there is the problem of chicken plague. Even healthy and majestic chickens can get sick. These days, people may not be able to be cured if they get sick, let alone chickens?

Once chicken plague occurs, all chickens in the same chicken farm are potentially in danger, and in severe cases, they may even be wiped out.

Putting aside these external factors, chicken is an edible poultry and meat.

Ordinary farmers cannot see meat even once a year, and even if they do, they may not be able to eat it, let alone raising chickens?

Unlike the world that Qiao Lan came from, the chickens in the chicken farm can be vaccinated and medicated, and there are also specialized veterinarians.

So there are few eggs and they should be cherished.

There are few households raising chickens in the village, and those who can afford to raise more than a dozen chickens are considered big households.

A family like the Duan family, which raises hundreds of chickens at home, is a big family among big families!

There must be nothing like this in the whole of Tongzhou!

At first, Qiao Lan only bought a few chickens, which were not expensive. The rest were bought at the price of eggs, which were even cheaper than chickens.

It took Qiao Lan a lot of effort to gather these eggs!

Those people didn't know Qiao Lan's knack for picking eggs, and they just thought it was the old lady of the Duan family who liked to pick and choose eggs that suited their liking.

Seeing the hundreds of chickens popping up in Duan's backyard, people in the village were also curious, where did so many chickens come from?

After asking, I found out that these chickens were raised by the Duan family themselves, and the houses built in the backyard were occupied by these chickens. No matter how envious they were, they didn't have the strength to use their houses to raise chickens.

No one is confused about the high hatchability and survival rate of Duan chickens!

Duan's chickens have a house to live in and a fire pit to sleep in. How can it be compared to ordinary homes?

The chickens grow day by day and need more food.

One day, Qiao Lan discovered that there were more and more eggs in the incubation room at home, and they were all fertilized eggs.

Qiao Lan suddenly understood something.

Why did they only open a chicken rooster shop there, as well as a dish called stir-fried rooster? She thought this name would be more energetic.

Now she understands.

So he asked Duan Mingjing to catch all the roosters in the chicken flock, leaving only two or three, and the rest were all sent to the county to be sold at a low price.

Roosters and hens are easy to distinguish, the one with the comb is the rooster.

Of course, eggs have to be sold too!

"Mom, my son has never sold chickens before!" Duan Mingjing was a little embarrassed.

In recent days, Duan Mingjing has accepted the idea of ​​raising chickens and has become accustomed to this job. Looking at the eggs piled high at home, he feels full of pride.

So do you think I sold it?

Qiao Lan initially raised chickens just for self-sufficiency. She raised more chickens to lay eggs and eat them. At the end of the year, she was able to add vegetables directly.

Qiao Lan: "Go to the restaurant and ask, bring chickens and eggs there, even if they are sold cheaper. If you sell them, half of the money sold will belong to you."

Duan Mingjing left like that, whether he was surrendering to Qiao Lan's authority or thinking about the money he got from selling the chickens.

It was a rare trip to the county town, and Duan Mingjing wanted to ride a horse back and forth as freely as Duan Mingqing.

The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is extremely cruel.

The second master of the Duan family didn't know how to ride a horse, so he finally got on the horse and the horse didn't move. He kicked the horse with his foot and made the horse run very fast.

Sitting on the back of a galloping horse, Duan Mingjing shouted loudly, "Help! Mother! Ahhhhhh~"

The sound was loud enough to be heard from the Duan family's old house to the entrance of the village.

When Qiao Lan left the house listening to the noise outside, she found Duan Mingjing standing in the yard, shivering.

"What's wrong?"

Duan Mingchen returned slowly with the two horses and explained to Qiao Lan, "Second brother frightened the horse."

Qiao Lan:......

What did she think it was?

"Chen'er, you go with your second brother." Qiao Lan said helplessly, and then added, "Drive the carriage over there, don't ride the horse."

Although she didn't expect Duan Mingjing to sell the eggs at once, she could still make some money even if she sold them cheaply.

But Duan Mingjing caused such a fuss before even leaving the village, so let's forget it.

In this way, Duan Mingchen drove to the county seat with a little rooster and a basket of eggs.

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Lantian County is the largest county under Tongzhou. There are many merchants coming and going, and the goods are also complicated, but there are only a few lively streets.

The two went directly to the largest restaurant in the county.

It was not very elegant to hold a chicken. Duan Mingjing thought for a while in the car and got out of the car with only a basket of eggs.

The waiter who was standing at the door to greet the guests saw Duan Mingjing getting off the carriage. He was wearing pretty good clothes. He smiled warmly and said, "Who are you, my guests?"

Duan Mingjing: "I'm looking for your shopkeeper."

In line with the principle that all customers come to the store, the waiter went to the wooden counter next to Duan Mingjing and saw the tall, thin middle-aged man next to the counter.

"I wonder what the customers want from me?" the shopkeeper asked.

Duan Mingjing put down the basket in his hand with a serious expression: "I'm here to sell eggs."


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