Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 12 Proposals
Song Jingyun ate two bowls again.

At night, when lying on the bed, Song Jingyun couldn't sleep.

One is because of support.

The second is because I still miss the braised pork.

It's really delicious, any way you eat it is delicious.

Song Jingyun licked his lips, turned sideways, and whispered to Jiang Mixia, "Am I going to spear fish tomorrow?"

Could it be that this little son-in-law is addicted to harpooning?

Jiang Mixia raised her eyebrows, "The fish at home are enough to last for a few days. If you fork too much fish, it will be easy to spoil. It would be fine if you make them all salted fish, but the weather is getting hotter and hotter. Yes, it won't taste good either."

"It's not about eating fish." Song Jingyun shook his head.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Mixia thought for a while, "Sell it for money?"

"Well, sell money to buy pork." Song Jingyun replied truthfully, "Stew braised pork and eat it."

Yep, I'm hungry for braised pork.

But Song Jingyun can't be blamed for being greedy. If possible, she also wants to eat braised pork from time to time.

"It's still some time before the next market, the fish that was forked can only be marinated, and it's not fresh when it's sold, and it's not going well to sell the fish today, and it's just a coincidence that it's sold to the Fortune Restaurant, it won't last If you want to make money, you may not be able to rely on this alone."

Jiang Mixia said, "We still have to think of other ways."

"Then do you have a solution?" Song Jingyun asked.

"Let me think about it, and then try again to see if it works." Jiang Mixia yawned as she spoke, "But now, I need to sleep."

The sun rises and the sun sets and rests, and the sun rises early in the morning, and the early rises, the current Jiang Mixia is so sleepy that his eyelids are fighting.

Without adequate sleep, her brain is not spinning.

"Oh." Song Jingyun lay down again.

But a pair of eyes blinked and blinked, and it took a long time to close them.

After breakfast in the morning, Jiang Mixia saw that Jiang Youcheng was starting to weave baskets, so she came up to him, "Father, although this wattle basket is easy to sell, the price is not high, and you can't make much money after working for several days. Since Dad has this skill, let's try to make up something else?"

"What are you making up?" Jiang Youcheng stepped on the wattle, and was using all his strength to bend the wattle into a circular arc at the bottom of the basket in the round hole on the ground.

"Shall we try weaving some bamboo baskets?" Jiang Mixia suggested, "I see that the bamboo baskets sold in the town are much smaller than our wattle baskets and wattle baskets, but the price is not cheap, one costs thirty yuan Well, a small needlework basket made of bamboo strips costs more than ten or twenty renminbi, which is less laborious than weaving a large wattle basket."

"There is a large bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain at the back of the village, and the bamboos there can be chopped casually. Let's go and chop some bamboos, chop them into bamboo strips, weave some delicate things, and sell them for more money."

Jiang Youcheng's movements paused, his face full of hesitation, "It sounds good, but I have been weaving wattle baskets for some years, and what I do is rough work. I'm afraid I can't make such delicate things."

How well can he do that kind of skillful work?
This answer was within Jiang Mixia's expectation.

After doing the fixed work in hand for a long time, I will just stay here habitually after a long time, and I don’t want to try to do other things. At the same time, because of my own situation, I will have a strong sense of lack of confidence in doing other things.

Especially in such an era of strict hierarchy, the concept of abiding by stereotypes is deeply rooted, and many people have lost the thinking and ability to try and break through.

"Father's weaving of wattle baskets is so good, but this hand is so clever. I don't think we can do it anymore. Let's try it first. If it doesn't work, we can talk about it."

Jiang Mixia smiled and said, "Besides, weaving wattle baskets is a laborious job. We can't help dad a lot of times, and we can't learn even if we want to. If weaving bamboo rafts, we can also chop bamboo rafts. Yes, I will also learn basket weaving skills from my father, and in the future the whole family will go to battle together, so there will be more work."

"It's really not possible. Dad will weave the wattle basket first. I am also strong. First, I will take Jingyun to chop bamboo. I will try to make it when I come back. If it can be done well, we will continue to do it. How about it? "

Yesterday, Jiang Mixia took a look around the town, observed the market conditions, and thought about it in light of her own situation.

She has nothing to show for it, and she can crush the skills of the natives of this era, but as a modern person, she has a flexible mind. To make a fortune, you might as well start by combining the current skills of the family members and slightly modifying them.

"I think what my daughter said is right. Let's try it first. It will be the best if it succeeds. If it fails, there will be no loss. At most, it's just a little more work. This farmer is afraid that he will not be able to work?" Liu echoed. road.

Speaking of this, Jiang Youcheng didn't want to disappoint his daughter, so he just nodded, "Sure, let's try first."

"Then Jing Yun and I will go chop bamboo."

Jiang Mixia went to look for a machete while talking, and found two pieces of strong hemp rope, preparing to tie bamboo later.

My daughter is very strong, and now she is very clear-headed. The foot of the back mountain is not far away. It is no problem to chop two bamboos and come back, which can make people feel at ease.

But Mrs. Liu still gave a few words, "Cut two and come back, don't be greedy, don't go deep, there are many wild things in this mountain, don't get hurt."

"Don't worry, mother." Jiang Mixia nodded again and again, leading Song Jingyun out of the door.

Back Mountain is at the northernmost end of Jiangjia Village, not too far away, it takes less than half an hour to walk.

Speaking of it, this mountain is quite abrupt.

Most of the nearby mountains are gentle slopes starting from the foot of the mountain, which are rough and difficult to walk on.

This mountain seems to be springing up from the ground like bamboo shoots. There is a flat river nearby, and it doesn't rise until the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, the mountain stretches to the north with dozens of mountains, high and low, and it is said that there are all kinds of birds and beasts in it. In the nearby villages, there are also people who rely on hunting in the mountains.

Because the terrain in the mountains is steep and the roads are rugged, and no one has walked all the way through the deep mountains, they don't know what's going on inside, so hunters always walk in groups to avoid accidents.

However, Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun just chopped some bamboo on the outer edge of the mountain, and they didn't go inside, so they didn't have to worry about safety.

Wild bamboo, no one cares about it, has grown a lot from the foot of the mountain, towering densely into the sky, from the bottom, it covers the sky and blocks the sun, and even the sun cannot be seen.

Jiang Mixia found a few straight and thick ones, picked up the machete and started working.

Song Jingyun also had a machete in his hand, and followed Jiang Mixia's example, chopping off the bottom of the bamboo in front of him.

"Oh!"

The machete shook Song Jingyun's hands a little numb, and the machete also hacked into the bamboo, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.

Cut it down again, it's still the same.

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