Mind reading, taking the rental house through the whole village crying

Chapter 299: Pickled Green Plums

Large potatoes, if stored well, can be eaten for at least five months.

However, the storage time of small potatoes is only four months at most.

So at the beginning, she never thought about planting on a large scale.

This kind of potato has a very low yield per mu.

But the grain output is higher than here.

The yield per mu is definitely one thousand kilograms.

Even if each family only cultivates three acres of land.

After the harvest, it can be sold for at least three taels of silver.

Unfortunately, the villagers have never grown potatoes and have never seen them before, so they probably won’t agree. Jiang Fubao guessed that his grandfather would have to persuade them for a long time.

However, the next second, she was slapped in the face.

"What are potatoes? Forget it, since the chief has spoken, let's plant them. I was originally thinking of planting cabbages, but luckily I haven't planted them yet. Chief, don't worry, I will take good care of these potatoes."

"Okay, let's plant. We will plant whatever the chief tells us to plant, even if we can't grow anything."

"My family can cultivate five acres of land."

"My family only has four acres of land, and we have planted all of it."

"Well, my family has planted all of them. We also have five acres of land."

"..."

Out of eighty-eight households, six left.

Of the remaining eighty-two households, eighty of them actually planned to plant crops.

The remaining two households, one is Jiang Guangyi and the other is Widow Liu.

The one in front didn’t come.

Later, her son went out to find a job, and Widow Liu could not farm the crops alone, so she simply gave up.

Jiang Fubao really admires him.

Grandpa is truly a natural leader, craftsman, and businessman.

Oh my god, it's omnipotent.

On her way back, she was held in her grandfather's arms. After hesitating for a long time, she finally asked the question.

"Grandpa, how come you can do everything? You can be the clan leader, do carpentry work, weave bamboo baskets, bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, do business, and even cook and farm. Grandpa, you are amazing."

Hearing his granddaughter's praise, Jiang Shoujia smiled gently: "It's not grandpa who is awesome, it's grandpa's grandfather. It's just that he offended someone, so he had to hide in the village with his family. As a result, your great-grandfather, grandpa's father, didn't dare to go far away for fear of being retaliated. In fact, your great-grandfather is smarter.

He taught Grandpa all the skills he knows. Now it is our Fubao's generation, which is already the fifth generation. I guess those people are all dead now. Even if there are descendants, they have long forgotten the hatred. Otherwise, Grandpa would not be at ease letting you open a shop in the town."

These few words tell the life story of several generations of the Jiang family.

What he said was vague, and Jiang Fubao nodded as if he understood.

Seeing that her grandfather was a little absent-minded, she leaned on his chest.

No more words were spoken.

It turns out that the one who was awesome was my grandfather’s grandfather.

Her great ancestor.

I don’t know what he looks like, or whether he is handsome, so my grandfather was born so handsome. After several generations of filtering, my father is still so handsome.

The genes are amazing.

"Grandpa, is Taizu as handsome as dad and grandpa?" Jiang Fubao asked whenever he had something to say.

She is so curious.

"That's not the case. Your great-grandmother is the most beautiful. She was the daughter of a wealthy family and was brought up in pampered pampering. Fortunately, your great-grandfather looks a lot like her, and your grandfather looks a lot like your great-grandfather, otherwise your grandmother would not have been willing to marry me. Your grandmother is also a very capable person. She is kind, gentle, beautiful, and virtuous..."

It seems like I’m thinking back to when I first got married.

Jiang Shoujia's mouth corners were almost curled up to the sky.

He began to praise his beloved wife crazily.

Jiang Fubao was speechless.

Grandma in grandpa's mouth.

Is it her grandma?

Could it be that grandpa married a young wife behind her back?

Just as she was daydreaming, grandma stood at the door and greeted them: "What are you two talking about? You are laughing like a flower. Did you pick up money? Come back quickly. We will have dinner soon."

"Okay, here I come——"

The grandparents and grandchildren were in perfect harmony and answered in unison.

Then they smiled at each other again.

As soon as you enter the house.

Zhang Jinlan asked her eldest son to move out a large vat.

Jiang Fubao moved closer out of curiosity, only to find that the green plums she had asked her family to pickle were already edible.

God, there have been so many things going on lately that she had forgotten about it.

With the green plums, the shop will have new products.

"Yamato, go to the foot of the mountain and get some osmanthus flowers."

When the osmanthus flowers bloom, the fragrance spreads for ten miles, and you can smell the aroma even at home.

There are two osmanthus trees at the foot of the mountain in the village, and there is also one at Ma Chunxia’s house next door.

Zhang Jinlan didn't let her son go to the next door to ask for it. She knew that as long as her own family asked.

Ma Chunxia might pull together all the osmanthus flowers from a whole tree.

"Okay, I'll go right away." Jiang Dahe walked out of the house holding a bowl of soup.

When he came back, the bowl was full of golden osmanthus flowers. Jiang Fubao leaned forward and smelled them.

"Oh, you smell so good, my nose is going to fall off~"

The scent of osmanthus is really overbearing, followed by the common gardenia.

The smell of these two can be clearly smelled from a long distance.

Gardenias bloom earlier. Some time ago, I always saw women passing by on the street carrying loads on their shoulders.

The carrying pole is filled with white and green gardenias.

It smelled so good that grandma even bought her one and put it on the button on her chest.

No matter where she went, as long as she lowered her head, her nose would be filled with the scent of gardenia.

"It looks like both types of green plums are pickled. I asked Yan Zi to make osmanthus tea. It will be ready soon for everyone to taste. If it's good, we can sell it tomorrow. The price has to be higher. After all, tea is too expensive. We can't sell it like green bean soup or sugar water."

After Zhang Jinlan finished speaking, she sat aside to discuss with Jiang Shoujia how to set the price.

Jiang Fubao stood by the tank and looked inside.

The pickled green plums are green with a hint of yellow, and the water inside is light brown.

Wait for the tea to cool down, put the juice and green plums into a cup, beat them a few times with a rolling pin to crush the green plums, then add osmanthus tea, and the green plum drink is ready.

The taste is sour and sweet, slightly bitter with the fragrance of osmanthus. After drinking the water, you can also eat the green plums.

This drink is not like mung bean soup and sugar water lao which are only popular in summer.

Green plum drink can be made not only iced but also hot.

Either way, it tastes delicious.

It also fills the gap in the shop's supply of drinks in winter.

"It's better not to sell the potatoes recently. Almost everyone in the village is planting them. Let's leave them to sprout. There are still a few left and there won't be enough."

After discussing the pricing of green plum drink, Jiang Shoujia did not forget to remind his wife.

"Oh, okay, it won't sell for much, so just keep it."

The words fell.

Zhang Yanzi came out with the cooked osmanthus tea. Since there was no ice at home, she covered the tea and brewed it with mountain spring water.

After the heavy rain, the drought is gone.

The mountain spring water that the family used to draw from bamboo can be used again.

This saves the effort of fetching water from the river.

The key is that spring water tastes better than river water.

With a slight sweetness.

And it's colder than river water.

It only took a quarter of an hour.

The osmanthus tea has gone cold.