Nongmen Xianggong is a koi

Chapter 53 New Products

It's okay, he looks okay, about the same height as Jiang Youcheng, but not particularly tall.

This person is really weird!

Song Jingyun really didn't want to pay attention to him, and walked straight to the house with two buckets of water.

Xun Yuanbai stroked his beard again and again, and when he watched Song Jingyun walk away, he couldn't even see his back, then he put his hands behind his back, hunched his back slightly, and walked out unsteadily.

Before leaving, I looked at the archway at the entrance of the village with the three big characters of Jiangjiacun written on it.

The young gentleman of Jiangjia Village.

This Jiangjia Village will be a blessed land in the future.

In order to avoid Xun Yuanbai, Song Jingyun almost trotted all the way home.

Jiang Mixia watched the little son-in-law come back in a hurry, and looked out curiously, "Why do you have to run to pick up water? There are wolves outside?"

Scarier than a wolf!
Song Jingyun wiped off his sweat and said in a hurry, "It's scary to death. The strange person I met in the temple last time found him in the village and kept pestering me. He said a lot of strange things. Strange words..."

Jiang Mixia frowned after listening to the little son-in-law describe what happened to her.

Claiming to be a celestial master, he wanted to ask the little son-in-law to save his life, but when the little son-in-law had done nothing, he kept thanking him and saying that he wanted to repay the little son-in-law for his kindness?

Indeed, as the little son-in-law said, this is a strange person.

However, since he claimed to be a celestial master, pestered his son-in-law in Deyin Temple, and even found Jiangjia Village this time...

Could it be that he knows something?
Know that the little son-in-law is an interstellar person who traveled through time?
Or do you know that the little son-in-law has better luck than ordinary people?
Why did he say thanks at the end?

Could it be, what did he do to the little son-in-law?
The more Jiang Mixia thought about it, the more dignified her expression became.

And Song Jingyun looked at Jiang Mixia's gloomy face like the bottom of a pot, and became more and more uneasy, "Miss, are you okay..."

"It's okay, I just think this person is very strange, maybe he's not a good person." Jiang Mixia withdrew her thoughts, and didn't intend to explain the matter so clearly to her son-in-law.

After all, it's just speculation, and it may not be the case.

The little son-in-law is so timid, don't be frightened by this again.

"You were right for ignoring him today. If you meet such a person in the future, come back and call me, and I will deal with it."

Jiang Mixia poured all the water in the wooden barrel into the water tank, carried the wooden barrel, and picked up the pole, "You stay at home to look after the house, and I'll fetch water."

"I'll go with you." Song Jingyun chased after him.

That person is weird, what if the lady goes alone and encounters danger?
"You can just stay at home." Jiang Mixia dissuaded.

"What if that person comes to the house, I'm afraid..." Song Jingyun looked at Jiang Mixia pitifully.

"That's true." Jiang Mixia thought for a while, and took Song Jingyun with her, "Then you go with me, if you meet that person again later, you hide behind me."

That doesn't work.

He is a man, and he cannot hide behind his wife.

But these two words, Song Jingyun thought about it, swallowed it, did not say it, just nodded at Jiang Mixia, helped her carry the pole, and followed them out of the door, towards the river.

The journey went smoothly, and I didn't meet that strange person again.

Even when they came back, Jiang Mixia and Song Jingyun searched around, but they didn't see any suspicious person.

"It looks like he's gone." Song Jingyun heaved a sigh of relief.

Just leaving like this made the matter even more bizarre.

Jiang Mixia frowned, and looked Song Jingyun up and down, "Do you think something is wrong?"

"Not right?"

"Yes, do you feel any discomfort, or something different from usual?" Jiang Mixia always wondered if the so-called celestial master did something to the little son-in-law.

"If you want to say that there are places that are different from the usual ones." Song Jingyun stretched out his hand to touch his stomach after some serious thinking, "It's been a while since I finished breakfast, and my stomach seems to be hungry again..."

During this time, he always felt hungry easily.

The appetite seems to be getting bigger and bigger.

Jiang Mixia, "..."

Well, hurry back and make dumplings.

In modern times, Jiang Mixia was also a person who often cooked and knew how to cook.

Although it is not that outstanding, the entrance is also considered comfortable and in an edible state.

After arriving here, I often help Mrs. Liu cook, and there is still no problem in making basic meals.

Choose leeks, chop them, chop meat, mix stuffing, knead noodles, roll skins, make dumplings...

At noon, Song Jingyun ate two full bowls of dumplings.

In the evening, there were still dumplings left over from lunch, so Jiang Mixia made the dumplings into fried dumplings, cooked cucumber tomato egg drop soup, and ate them together.

On the second day, Jiang Mixia tried to make buns.

Sesame leaf tofu vermicelli with egg filling, and a pot of fragrant boiled pork slices.

The taste was delicious, and Song Jingyun also ate it happily, without the slightest scruples.

So, Jiangmi Xia Guang heard him burp.

After eating and drinking enough, Jiang Mixia asked Song Jingyun to sit on the piece of bamboo strips, while she fiddled with the bamboo strips and tried to make things.

"Miss, do you want a bamboo basket?" Song Jingyun asked upon seeing this, "I'll make one for you."

While talking, Song Jingyun was busy with his hands, and quickly weaved a small round basket out.

The edges are neat, the bottom is flat and strong, and the weaving is good.

"It's a good basket." Jiang Mixia nodded, then looked at Song Jingyun, "How do you think this bamboo basket can hold water without leaking?"

"A bamboo basket that doesn't leak water?" Song Jingyun picked up the newly woven bamboo basket, looked at it again and again, "It shouldn't be possible, the gap is so big, it will leak."

"So I thought about how to make the gap smaller so that it doesn't leak water."

The business of bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets, and sewing baskets at home is pretty good, but there is a strong possibility that these things will be replaced, and there may be no business at any time.

In order to continue to make money, you must continue to develop new products.

Moreover, at this stage, all the things sold at home are done by themselves, which is really tiring. Jiang Mixia also wants to expand production, develop handicraft workshops, and try to achieve full-time operation.

But in order to ensure the scale of a workshop, it is necessary to continuously enrich the products, ensure the diversity of products, and also have a representative product.

A product that is enough to amaze others.

Song Jingyun heard the words, looked at the bamboo basket again, and looked at the bamboo strips, thoughtfully, "I was thinking, I should make the bamboo strips thinner, so that the gaps between the bamboo strips will be smaller. Even smaller, this basket is woven into multi-layered baskets, layer by layer, so maybe it won’t leak.”

"That's the reason." Jiang Mixia nodded.

The principle is roughly figured out, and the next step is to practice, to see how thin the bamboo strips need to be, and how to weave multiple layers to ensure that the bamboo basket does not leak.

The two of them were busy in the yard for the whole afternoon and the next morning.

When it was approaching noon, Song Jingyun put the basket aside, "Try this again?"

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