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Chapter 50 Worry

Chapter 50 Worry

"Although these fish are small or not, they are marinated, coated in flour and egg liquid, and fried to a particularly crispy texture. Even the fish bones can be eaten directly without worrying about the fish bones getting stuck in your throat."

The more she talked, the more greedy she got, and Song Xi couldn't help but drool.

"Drying or baking small fish into dried fish is not only delicious, but can also be stored for a long time."

The reason why Song Xi said this was actually to pave the way for dried fish in supermarkets.

She planned to take some out in a few days and tell Zhou Yi that she caught them and dried them herself. She didn't believe that Zhou Yi would doubt her statement.

"Oh, it turns out that an inconspicuous little thing can be so delicious!"

Seeing Song Xi's eyes bright and full of hope, Zhou Yi's heart was filled with excitement.

It turns out that my daughter-in-law is a foodie, but she is a difficult foodie because she doesn't eat many things.

So far, Zhou Yi has discovered that she doesn't eat fat meat, snake meat, frogs, wild boar meat... She actually doesn't like to eat things that others can't eat.

But it doesn't matter, he can always find something she likes to eat.

"Go home, there are a lot of mosquitoes outside." Zhou Yi pulled Song Xi up and took her hand home.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Song Xi woke up in a daze when she heard a knock on the door.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was not around, he suddenly woke up completely.

However, the knocking on the door continued. Song Xi quickly got up and opened the door, only to see Sheng Jiahe standing outside.

They came over with their things and were waiting for Song Xi to process them.

"You guys go to the stove room first, I'll be right back." Song Xi yawned and closed the door.

After changing clothes, she came out again, only to see Zhou Yi sitting in the yard. Song Xi walked over curiously, "Brother Yi, why are you sitting here? What time did you get up?"

There was something made of bamboo in front of Zhou Yi. Song Xi thought about it in her mind and recognized it as a bamboo oven.

She curiously opened the lid and saw the densely packed small fish inside that were about to be dried. She glanced at Zhou Yi.

There were so many small fish, and he didn’t know how many hours he spent catching them, and how many more hours he spent processing them.

Could he have gone out to catch fish just after she fell asleep?

She was very grateful in her heart. She didn't expect that her casual words of emotion would be remembered by him.

Zhou Yi saw Song Xi lifting the lid and originally wanted to stop it, but Song Xi moved one step faster.

Seeing that Song Xi had discovered the 'surprise' she had prepared, she touched her nose awkwardly and said, "Daughter-in-law, you go to the stove room first, I will come later."

"No, I'll let those two people light the fire for me, and you can go about your business!"

Song Xi turned around and went to the kitchen house, telling Sheng Jiahe to light the fire, and then she started working on it.

The Sheng family and others asked the villagers to help catch frogs, so now everyone's workload has increased.

Of course, the income is also directly proportional, so no matter how tired you are, everyone is happy.

Sheng Jiahe, who was sitting behind the stove and lighting the fire, said, "Yesterday when we were selling these things, someone asked where we were from and how they were made, but I just made a few random remarks and ignored them.

In the past, how could the guys we ate talk about casually?"

"Then you are quite smart." Song Xi glanced at Sheng Jiahe, "Be careful outside anyway, not everyone has bad intentions, but not everyone has good intentions, and the bad guys don't have 'I' written on their faces.

It means he is a bad person, so we have to be careful. After all, what we are doing is something that cannot be revealed openly. If someone follows the clues and finds out, then all of us will be dead."

"In the future, when you go to sell things, try to disguise yourself, at least so that others won't recognize you at a glance."

Song Xi is not afraid, after all, she has a supermarket to hide in, but they are all locals and have no golden fingers. If something happens, they may really...

"Song Xi, tell me, what should we do if someone imitates us?"

Zhou Ping stood next to Song Xi and helped her. He handed her whatever she needed. Thinking of this, he was very worried.

"This is a matter of time. No matter what, people will imitate it. If you are afraid that others will imitate us and cut off our financial resources, then you will contract the things in this large area and buy them all. Others

Even if they want to learn, they have nothing to learn!"

Song Xi is not afraid of others learning, because others do not have modern seasonings and cannot make her taste.

Even if you can steal their business a few times, those who have bought it will know the taste and will not be foolish enough to buy it a second time, and then the business will naturally come back.

"What will we do when the season is over and these things are gone?" Sheng Jiahe sighed, like a little old man.

Song Xi couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Our Ping'an Village is surrounded by mountains, and there are big mountains inside. Is it necessary to be afraid of not finding good things? Worrying about things gets old quickly, you know?"

Even if everything on the surface is gone, she can take out the snails and river mussels to support them for a while.

She bought so many snails and river mussels not just to display them in the supermarket, but also to make money.

Besides, this kind of thing happens every year, everywhere in paddy fields and rivers.

If she stocked up enough to start a business, her supermarket wouldn't have enough space, right?

It’s all used to make money anyway, is there any difference sooner or later?

Besides, we still don’t know what is in the mountains until winter. It feels like there are many “treasures” in the mountains. The key is to see whether you have the eyes to discover the “treasures”.

"Song Xi, you are our eldest sister, we will listen to you in everything from now on."

Zhou Ping clapped his hands excitedly, attracting the attention of Song Xi, Sheng Jiahe and Zhou Yi outside the room.

Sheng Jiahe thought for a while, then nodded seriously.

Yes, there are so many mountains in Pingan Village, what is there to worry about?

If they run out of things to find in Ping An Village, they can go elsewhere!

After Zhou Yi came to the kitchen to cook the braised snake meat, Zhou Ping, Sheng Jia and the others set off with wooden buckets.

Their legs are long and they can walk fast. It takes less time to get to the commune than a bullock cart.

Song Xi and Zhou Yi cleaned up the kitchen together and went to the yard to check the dried fish.

The dried fish has been dried and is crispy in your hands.

Zhou Yi brought a clean jar of pickles and was about to pack the dried fish when Song Xi said, "Brother Yi, don't rush to pack it. Just dry it in the sun for a day before packing it. The dried fish is almost done now, so there's no need to pack it."

Afraid of flies."

"Okay." Zhou Yi spread out the dried fish in a large woven bamboo dustpan and placed it in the middle of the yard.

When the sun rises, I will bask directly here.

After returning to the room, Song Xi did not immediately lie down and go back to sleep, but looked at Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi was a little confused by her look. He scratched his hair and asked tentatively, "Daughter-in-law, what's wrong with you? Are you too tired? Otherwise, you can teach me how to make stir-fried frogs and cicada monkeys, so that in the future

You don’t have to get up early."

(End of chapter)


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