usatvline Chapter 134 Killing Pig for Rice
Chapter 134 Killing Pig for Rice
Originally, the pig-slaughtering dinner was supposed to take place before the New Year, but the weather was abnormal this year, so no one said it was unreasonable.
At lunch time in the afternoon, everyone looked at the table full of dishes and marveled at them.
"The young lady is really a big business person. She treated us rough people to such a fine meal." People who know how to speak have very high emotional intelligence.
An Qiao responded with a smile, and even said that she had only opened a small shop, and this was just to thank everyone for their care over the past few months. She planned to continue buying vegetables, fruits, eggs and meat in the future.
The villagers were all pleased and felt that An Qiao was a kind person.
Taking advantage of the crowd, An Qiao said, "The shops in the city need some fruits and vegetables. As you can see, I have planted a lot of radishes and cabbages in my field. I only have one horse-drawn carriage, and I'm afraid it won't be able to transport them back. Which uncle can help me transport them tomorrow? As long as the carriage is full, it costs 20 cents per trip for an ox-drawn or horse-drawn carriage."
Everyone who was still busy eating was stunned. Some people who reacted quickly raised their hands and said, "Young lady, we have a bullock cart at home. The bull is still young and strong. The bullock can carry a lot of things. Count me in."
Afterwards, many people raised their hands and said they were willing. The rush to do so reminded An Qiao of the scenic spots and motorcycle taxi drivers in modern times.
An Qiao asked Tong Shan to pick a few people to transport some fruits and vegetables tomorrow. As for things like soap, it would be more reassuring to bring them back personally.
Fortunately, An Qiao thought of this and specially tied up two tall horses so that she wouldn't feel tired when pulling the horses back.
We had originally planned to haul all of them away tonight, but it was already evening and the villagers were afraid it would be unsafe to go back and forth. Everyone wanted to do it for the money, but they were afraid that the road would be slippery at night and no one could afford to take the blame if someone died.
The villagers gathered around the table and ate the food with great praise. Some even wanted to take the bowls back home. The people around them looked at them with contempt and said, "It's not enough for you to eat, you want to take it back. We haven't finished eating yet, and you're already scooping it up. The young lady invited everyone to dinner because she was kind-hearted. Don't be so shameless."
The villager wanted to stand up and retort, but someone nearby could only stop them, "It's shameful. It's fine if you embarrass yourself in our village, but you're embarrassed to be treated to a meal by a young lady. If you don't want to eat, go back quickly."
The man hesitated and wanted to refute, but when he saw that the person trying to stop the fight was the village chief's daughter-in-law, he stopped talking.
An Qiao saw it but pretended not to see it. After all, the food was cooked here, and if anyone wanted to take it away, she wouldn't stop them. But if the people around her had objections, there was nothing she could do.
After finishing the meal, An Qiao saw that the place was still in a mess, so she called Aunt Tong and said, "Aunt, come with me to the soap factory. I'll leave this to Uncle Tong."
Aunt Tong stood up and followed An Qiao out the door.
The soap had already filled up the entire room. At this time, the soap makers had gone to eat, so An Qiao asked, "No one is messing around, right?"
Aunt Tong nodded, "They don't dare to mess around with such a good job, and the indenture has been bought, so there is no need to rush."
An Qiao nodded with relief.
Following closely behind came Dahan, driving a horse-drawn carriage with many large wooden boxes on it. These boxes were custom-made by Anqiao to hold soap.
Several people carefully wrapped the soap piece by piece in oil paper and put it into the box. In a short while, they had packed enough soap for half of the room.
There was still a small part of the house left, and An Qiao filled several large sacks made of linen, almost emptying the small house.
"The head of the family also said that if the young lady doesn't come to get the soap, we will have to build a new house." Aunt Tong sighed as she looked at the pile of soap.
"Is this soap useful, Auntie?" An Qiao happily took a few more pieces and handed them to Aunt Tong.
Aunt Tong said quickly, "Oh, okay, okay, you have to keep these and sell them for money, why do you always give them to us?"
An Qiao smiled and said, "Of course it's to bribe you."
Aunt Tong no longer refused, and the group pulled the heavy carriage back to the yard. Some people had already left, and the rest were helping to wash the pots and pans and clear the table.
An Qiao explained to Aunt Tong how to eat rabbit meat and how to pickle kimchi.
I’m afraid it’s cold and I have nothing to eat.
He called Tongshan again and told him to keep a low profile and wait until spring comes. If the fruit trees were damaged, he didn't need to feel bad for them, as people's lives were more important.
Having said that, both Anqiao and Tongshan hope that the fruits are alive and well, as they will be the main product of the grocery store next year.
As the sky was getting darker, An Qiao and the other two left the farm along with a cart of soap and headed for Kyoto Prefecture.
Jingzhe had never seen these things before. Although he was curious, he didn't dare to ask more questions.
Dahan had used it before, and he knew that the young lady would make a lot of money again this time.
An Qiao looked at the large cart of soap and felt a little worried. She wondered if it would be cost-effective to open another shop if the weather was too cold.
If it is sold in restaurants, wouldn’t it be a bit too crowded, like a big park?
Originally, restaurants could serve drinks and barbecue, which was similar to modern campsites.
Plus you can watch a play, have tea, afternoon tea, and breakfast.
Anqiao didn't want to waste such a big lake. He asked people to throw fish fry into the lake, and soon they could feed the fish and fish. In this way, the restaurant added a large business line, feeding the fish and fishing. The fish caught were brought to the restaurant, and the processing fee and the fish money were collected.
The more it is planned, the more it looks like a big park. If you add some soap and some cosmetics in the future, it will really become a theme park.
Although there is nothing wrong with it, it is contrary to the purpose of eating.
So An Qiao was at a loss for a moment.
Several people returned to the restaurant upside down.
As soon as the door was opened, Wangcai lay down inside the door, wagging his tail at Anqiao.
Only then did An Qiao realize that Gu Qingyun had luckily found the account book when he took the two mastiffs out to the street.
It was not in any shop, but under the seats where those little beggars rested. It was exposed to wind and rain, but nothing happened to it.
This is probably what a reckless man does.
Now it’s easy to get it without any effort.
Having this account book is equivalent to having a list, and those children who were sold also have a place to find them.
Wangcai had made a great contribution today, and everyone in the Dali Temple praised him, so he just wanted to wag his tail and listen to Anqiao's praise.
An Qiao was helpless, but she also gave a symbolic compliment, because dogs just love to be praised.
As you walk in, you'll feel a warm feeling. The diners are eating the food in their hands with sincerity and piety.
Everyone in the Dali Temple was also enjoying hotpot in the hall. An Qiao looked at the boiling hot beef hotpot and suddenly an idea came to her mind.
Who says that you have to open a shop or sell this soap in a fixed place?