The county magistrate changed his career to selling private vegetables and sold them out

Chapter 5

Lizheng's grandson, Gu Yuchun, was five years younger than Jiangshan, and he was the leader among those who bullied Jiangshan.

After not bullying the fool for a few days, Gu Yuchun's heart was itchy and his hands were itchy. After smelling the fragrance wafting from the wall of Jiao's courtyard, he couldn't help climbing the wall.

At this moment, he was half lying on the wall, holding a slender pen holder in his hand, and shouted at Jiang Shan who was washing vegetables in the yard: "Fool, what do I ask you, what delicious food does your family cook?"

Jiang Shan was too lazy to take care of the bear child, she had to wash out the basket of wild vegetables as soon as possible and make pickles, which could be used as a meal when drinking porridge in winter.

"Fool, come here! If you don't come here again, be careful and I'll beat you!" Gu Yuchun growled more and more vigorously.

Jiang Shan ignored him, Jiao Sanlang rushed out of the room with a broom in his arms, his little face flushed with anger, "Gu Yuchun, you are not allowed to scold my sister again!"

Gu Yuchun yelled proudly: "Sick boy, what's delicious in your house, quickly bring it out and let me have a look!"

Jiao Sanlang was so angry that he waved his broom and wanted to rush up to fight, but was stopped by Jiang Shan.

"Sanlang, calm down, don't be so impatient! Let me ask you, if you are bitten by a dog, do you have to pounce back and bite it again to relieve your anger?"

Saburo muttered: "Yeah, it's not..."

"Then it's fine, you've been bitten by a dog, and you haven't bitten yet!"

After the words fell, he said lightly towards the wall: "You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!"

"Pfft...!" Saburo laughed, and was led back to the house by Jiang Shan.

Gu Yuchun on the wall was stunned for a long time before he could react, and shouted angrily: "Who are you calling a dog? Who are you calling stupid!"

Standing by the stove, Jiao Sanlang watched with admiration as Jiang Shan deftly chopped up a pot of wild vegetables, and then skillfully added various seasonings, even the stirring movements were so beautiful.

"Sister, it smells so good!"

"Really!"

"Sister, can I have a taste?"

"Wait, I'll go to suffer again."

"Sister, save a small bowl."

"Okay, keep two bowls!"

"Sister, take me up the mountain tomorrow!"

"Then you have to dig a basket full!"

"Hee hee, I can help my sister find the fungus."

"Why don't you say catch a rabbit?"

"whee……."

Mother Jiao watched with a smile as the siblings chattered away, a layer of mist slowly seeped out of her eyes.

It seems that such a scene has not been seen for a long, long time, and I was in a trance for a while.

Her mountain... yes, it's her mountain!Her Shan'er didn't break her brain, she is cute and smart, this is her Shan'er!

"Mom, I'll make two more baskets of steamed cakes tonight, and bring them to town tomorrow morning to see if I can sell them for a good price."

While speaking, Jiang Shan had already spread out the mixed wild vegetables on the dustpan and put them aside to dry, and took a few washed yams to start peeling.

Jiao Sanlang's eyes lit up when he heard about making steamed cakes, and he turned around in excitement.

Jiao Sanlang has been living like a fairy these days. Since his sister-in-law became an older sister, the food he eats every day is delicious that he couldn't even imagine before. He is so happy!

Jiao's mother was worried, after all, it was a big girl's house, and it was really not good to show her face outside.

Besides, people in the village can't tolerate Shan'er now, if they bump into him, they don't know how they will be bullied.

Jiang Shan seemed to see Mother Jiao's worry, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'll just get up early to avoid them, and they won't dare to do anything to me when I leave the village."

Although this world says that human life is worthless, it is not without laws. The business of killing and stealing goods is not something that ordinary people can easily try.

That night, Jiang Shan made a few pots of steamed yam cakes, carried the burden out of the village, and went straight to the town ten miles away.

It was still early in the town, so she found a three-way intersection with a lot of traffic, and shouted in a crisp voice.

"Steamed cakes are sold. The fragrant and sweet steamed cakes are suitable for all ages to nourish the stomach and spleen. They nourish the face, nourish the yin and nourish qi. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

I don't know if it's because the voice is too sweet, or the advertising words are too fresh, but suddenly many people came to watch.

When someone asked about the price, Jiang Shan was in a dilemma.

She doesn't know the value of goods in this world, so she can't tell.Say it's expensive, no one buys it, say less, it's a bit of a disadvantage.

"Taste it first, buy it if it tastes good, and don't buy it if it doesn't taste good!" Jiang Shan cut a small piece of cake and handed it to the man while talking, his mind not forgetting to run fast.

The man took a sip, nodded, and asked, "Shang Ke, what is the price?"

Jiang Shan handed another small piece to another old man who was watching, and hesitated for a moment without saying a word.

After the old man tasted it, his eyes lit up, and he praised: "It's actually a pastry made of yam. It's rare, rare! It's not bad compared to the dim sum of the Muslim Temple. It costs two yuan a penny, not expensive!"

Jiang Shan's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile: "The old man is right. I use high-quality wild yam for this steamed cake, and add syrup made from sorbic pears. It is very sweet and suitable for all ages. How about it, if If you buy five yuan, I will give you one more, and if you buy ten yuan, you will get two more."

When the words fell, the onlookers shouted that you were three yuan and he was five yuan, and that was a lively scene.

Jiang Shan ingeniously used fresh lotus leaves picked at the entrance of the village to package the steamed cakes, and a lotus flower was inserted outside the package, which made the cake buyer very satisfied.

Soon, the steamed cakes were sold out.

Someone asked Jiang Shan when he would come to the town again to sell steamed cakes. Jiang Shan didn't say the specific date, but said that he had to go up the mountain to dig some yams to make steamed cakes again.

The crowd dispersed, and when Jiang Shan was sorting out his purse, he saw the old man who bought cakes still standing there looking at her, so he stepped forward and bowed, and said with a smile, "Old man, what do you want to ask?"

The old man stroked his beard and hair and nodded, "How did you come up with the idea of ​​using yams to make pastries?"

It's hard for Jiang Shan to say that this is common sense, so he tentatively asked: "Could it be that no one in the pastry shops all over the world has thought of using yams to make pastries?"

The old man laughed loudly, "That's not true. There are snacks like this in Shangjing, as well as in provincial cities, but it's rare in rural areas. From what you said, you also know some medicine. You should know that this yam can be used as medicine."

Jiang Shan smiled wryly and said: "To be honest, my daughter's family is poor, so I dug some yams on the mountain and originally wanted to sell them to pharmacies, but the price is really..."

"Of course! Freshly dug yams are really worthless, and the price of processed yams can triple. If you have the heart, the old man will teach you how to make them. You can sell the processed yams at a price slightly lower than that in the drug market. old man."

Jiang Shan smiled sweetly and innocently, "Maybe tell me about your conditions?"

The old man nodded approvingly again, he read it right, this girl is not simple.

It's just that this condition is really hard to say.

(End of this chapter)