OBS Chapter 401 Sold Out
Chapter 401 Sold Out
Taking advantage of this break, everyone started eating, otherwise they would not have time to eat when things get busy.
Each family brings their own steamed buns.
Eat dry steamed buns with cold water.
Zhou Guo ate the pancakes and drank the mutton soup brought by the old man. He ate very slowly and moved his mouth too much. Not only did he not want to talk, he was even too lazy to eat.
Setting up a stall is very tiring and it’s really tiring!
At noon, I found that more and more people were coming to the streets.
Zhou Guo has welcomed a large number of repeat customers, all of whom come to buy toon buds and ferns.
"Little girl, you are right. I made it as you said and it really tasted good. The whole family liked it very much. They asked me to make it again at noon and in the evening. I also wanted five handfuls of fern and three handfuls of Chinese toon buds."
"I, I want two handfuls too. I'm tired of all the other wild vegetables on the street. I made this today. Everyone likes it. I'll make more in the evening."
You three and I three, and in a short while, the remaining ferns and toon buds were divided up, leaving only a few empty sacks.
Seeing how lively it was, the others looked over here curiously. Seeing that everyone was rushing to grab the two dishes, they stopped and kept asking, "Are these dishes delicious? Why aren't there any people selling them? Huh? How do you eat them? How do you eat them? Big sister, how do you eat them?"
"Ah, about this, you can ask that little kid, she knows. We tried making it and it was really delicious. We bought some in the morning and now we are back to buy some for dinner and tomorrow."
We bought all the wild vegetables. It didn't matter where you bought sheep mushrooms. You bought two kilograms, I bought half a kilogram, and he bought six kilograms. The sales of the goods on Zhou's stall were visibly reduced.
Just after noon, there was only a sack of pine mushrooms dried last autumn left on the stall; the rest were sold out.
Chen's group looked at them with envy, "Great, you sold out so many things."
Li turned around and smiled, "You're still talking about us. You don't have much left. We still have a sack of pine mushrooms. We picked too many last fall and left them for so long that they're hard to sell."
There are still quite a few left unsold.
Others who heard the news and rushed over to the stall took a look and found that there was really nothing left. They had to buy some dried pine mushrooms to take back. As they were from last year, Zhou Guo had ordered them at a low price, only twelve cents per pound, and one pound was half a basket. Only a handful was enough for stewing meat each time, and one pound could last for a long time.
This year's pine mushrooms haven't come out yet, but last year's have been eaten up long ago.
If someone likes to eat it, they will buy it by a pound or half a pound, but not much.
After all, Datou went to buy sheep mushrooms.
But there are also people who cannot afford lamb mushrooms. When they think about the delicious taste of pine mushrooms, it seems that they are not worse than lamb mushrooms when dried and stewed with meat. So they spend a few dozen cents to buy a few pounds, which is much more cost-effective than lamb mushrooms and can be eaten for a long time.
The sheep mushrooms on the street behind were gradually sold out, and Zhou Guo's last bag of pine mushrooms sold better. In the end, there were more than ten pounds left. She sold them all to one person at ten cents a pound.
The man happily took the bag. Matsutake mushrooms are delicious and cheap. They are enough to eat until the new mushrooms come out in autumn.
The sheep mushrooms of several Chen families have all been sold out. Everyone is very happy. Today, several families have harvested at least two or three strings of mushrooms.
"That's great. If this happens every year, then we won't have to worry about anything. We can go back to the mountains and find another one like this."
"You wishful thinking, we have already searched the periphery thoroughly, if you go in further, do you want to die? Have you forgotten about the big wild boar?"
Yes, everyone got scared when they thought of the big wild boar. They didn’t go in so much in previous years, but this year there were so many mushrooms that they went in while picking them.
"I think we can just go back and look outside to see if there are any left. It would be bad if we really risk our lives for these fungi."
The old man nodded involuntarily. That’s right, nothing is more important than life.
Zhou Guo said: "Master, let's go find some more. We won't sell them when we get them. We'll dry them and keep them for later consumption."
"Well, pick more ferns and bring them back to dry. You sold all the ones I picked the day before yesterday, and there aren't many left to dry in the house now."
Zhou Guo readily agreed. The fern must be picked. After the spring ploughing, isn't it just about going up the mountain and down the river to do these things?
Li said, "Pack up your things, it's getting late."
All the things were sold out, and there was space freed up in the two cars. When it was time to go back, everyone squeezed in. Even though the space was only as big as a palm, everyone was very happy. Sitting in the shaky, bumpy car, they wanted to scream a few times.
"Everyone should get up early tomorrow so that it will be easier to sell. It would be better to sell another round."
Everyone was so happy that they shouted that it was great. They could earn two or three strings of cash in just a few days. It was not that cheap in the world. Anyway, there was nothing to do in the fields now, so it might as well go for a stroll in the mountains whenever they wanted.
When I returned to the village, every family in the village had already started cooking dinner, and I could smell the thick smoke from firewood from afar.
Zhou Guo was startled. When he smelled the smell, he pulled the reins and galloped forward with the clatter of horse hooves. With a bang, the people on the cart fell into a heap. No one was angry, but burst into laughter instead.
Zhou Xing and the others were stunned when they saw the two empty carts. "Are all the things... sold out?"
“Have you sold all the bracken and Chinese toon too?”
Li couldn't suppress the smile on her face, and waved her hand happily, "They're all sold. You don't know how many people bought the bracken and camellia buds. The three of us, the master, were too busy to handle them all."
Several people couldn't believe it, "Really? People here like to eat so much?"
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"So that's how it is. Hmm, Guoguo's method is the best. When you buy vegetables, you get a recipe for free. Even though they are so expensive, people still buy them. How come people in the county are so rich?"
Zhou Guo said: "If people in the county town have no money, then who has money? Those who come to buy are naturally from wealthy families. It is acceptable to spend a few coins to eat fresh vegetables. If they eat like this every meal, no one will be happy."
After saying that, she took out money from her bag. Most of the money today was in the bag in front of her. It was a big and heavy bag, and she had been hiding it inconspicuously for fear of being robbed.
"Okay, okay, the happy moment has come. Let's calculate how much money we have earned today."
Handful after handful, with the sound of clinking and clanging, the rice gradually piled up on the table into a small hill. Everyone opened their mouths wide.
Li also took out her purse, but she didn't have much money.
The old man had no money, so he gave the money from selling a few pounds of wild boar meat to Zhou Guo.
All the money was piled on the small table, a huge pile, and everyone had to close their open mouths with great difficulty.
Zhou Gu stammered, "Selling, selling wild vegetables, can you get so much money?"
Each member of the family crossed a pile and lay on the table on the kang to count the money.
Except for two silver ingots, which were given from the big business deal with the Wang family, the rest were copper coins, which looked quite spectacular.
One hundred coins make one string, and ten strings make one string.