The happy little days of the Ye family

The Ye family's father and son drove away in their donkey cart, and the beaming villagers still gathered together to chat.

"Aunt Liang, your family is really capable. The sack of dried mushrooms just weighed at least more than 20 kilograms!" A thin old lady said with envy.

The old lady's daughter-in-law had just given birth to a son. The old lady had been taking care of her daughter-in-law during the confinement period. The few mushrooms the men picked were not half as many as the others. The old lady was very angry.

"It looks like a lot, but we also have a lot of family members. I heard that your family sold dozens of kilograms of bacon to Boss Ye a few days ago. Didn't you make a lot of money?"

"You also know that Zhuzi went into the mountains to hunt a wild boar some time ago and made a lot of bacon. The money from selling the bacon was just used by Zhuzi to find a wife." The old lady said cheerfully.

When the village chief saw that everyone was at the drying ground, he didn't wait for the evening and directly talked about the bacon.

"Two days ago I went into the mountains and hunted nine large wild boars. Not only the wild boar but also the pig heads and ribs were made into bacon. There were also some pheasants and rabbits that together weighed more than 1000 kilograms."

"Village chief, how much money can each household receive from so much bacon?" asked a shrewd aunt.

The village chief did not answer, but continued: "There is too much bacon. Boss Ye can't eat it all at once. He wants to collect the bacon in batches. He will sell two to three hundred kilograms of bacon each time, and then take another batch after selling." .”

As soon as I finished speaking, it felt like a pot exploding.

"The first two times, I came to collect other wild products within two days after collecting the bacon. I guess Boss Ye has some connections. If he can collect a batch in two or three days, it probably won't take long to sell out."

"The price given by Boss Ye is high, and the bacon is durable anyway, so just sell it slowly, it's better than carrying it to the town to sell it yourself."

Dashan Village is surrounded by mountains. It is not easy to go out once. Many people have never been to the town. It would be best if someone comes to collect their things.

Some people agree and some disagree.

"Then how long do we have to wait? What if Boss Ye can't sell it?"

"The Ye family and his son must have made a lot of money in our village. Village chief, why don't we send people to sell bacon ourselves? The price we sell ourselves will definitely be higher than the price given by Boss Ye, and we can also share more money. " said Yang Dawa, a wealthy family in the village.

The village chief looked at the man's greedy face and almost rolled his eyes at him.

It's not like bacon has never been sold in the village before. If the price is high, it's okay, but if the price is low, you have to argue. Let’s talk about more than 1000 kilograms of bacon. How could he sell it all if he had the ability?

"Let's do this. If you agree to Boss Ye coming to collect the bacon in batches, the bacon will be left in the village and sold together. If you don't agree, you can take it home after the bacon is dried. You can eat it or sell it yourself. I don’t care about that.”

Father Ye has come to Dashan Village three times. He is very honest whether receiving goods or selling things. Most of the villagers approve of him.

"Village chief, instead of letting outsiders earn this money, why not let me help the village sell bacon." Yang Dawa said with a calculating look.

"You want to collect bacon? This is more than 1000 kilograms of bacon, not 100 kilograms." Even if Yang Dawa's family is rich, he can't collect bacon with so much money all at once.

"I can't come up with so much money. I also know some restaurant owners in the town. I want to help the village sell these bacon. I will use [-]% of the money from selling bacon as running expenses."

"Aren't you a wolf with nothing?" It would be better to sell it to Boss Ye directly, the village chief complained in his heart.

"Looking ugly makes me beautiful, Guangguan."

"Boss Ye at least gave you a high price. Not to mention how much money you can sell for, you also need to charge for running errands. Why do you have such a big face? You are a black-hearted guy."

Although Yang Dawa is a wealthy family in the village, his reputation is not good, and the people in the village do not like him very much.

"Everyone, please stop making noises. If anyone is not here, let's inform each other. If you don't want to give the bacon to Boss Ye, come to me. You can take the bacon home directly after it's dried. That's all I have to say, everyone disperse. Alright."

In the evening, several families who were close to Yang Dawa came over and said they wanted to take home the bacon and honeysuckle. The village chief agreed without saying much.

The Ye family's father and son didn't know all this, and they were happily counting money in the house.

"I sold half of the things in Dashan Village today and made 143 Wen. I can make a lot of money just by selling things."

Father Ye put all the money in a big purse, and the father and son agreed to divide the money at the end of the month.

"The one you made last time tasted good. Why don't you also make some dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms and try them out? Those who have eaten will be too embarrassed not to buy them."

Mr. Ye feels that his brat has some talent for business.

Father Ye came up with a good idea, "How about making a bacon stew with bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms."

"You have a good idea. You can eat bacon, dried bamboo shoots, and mushrooms, and they taste good. You are like me, smart!" Mr. Ye said happily, patting his thigh.

The Ye family eats bacon stewed with bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms in the evening. The aroma is very overpowering. Before it is stewed, the whole house is filled with the aroma.

The children next door were so greedy that they cried, and several aunts came over to ask, "What are they cooking?" Why does it smell so good?

The salty aroma of the bacon, the refreshing aroma of the dried bamboo shoots, and the mushrooms that absorb the flavors of both are so delicious that I almost swallowed it on my tongue.

No one spoke at the dinner table, everyone was immersed in eating, and Ye Mu regretted that there was not enough rice.

Early the next morning, the father and son came to the dock with dried bamboo shoots, dried mushrooms, and a fragrant pot of bacon stewed with dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms.

Father Ye also brought a small clay stove over, added charcoal fire to the stove, and heated the bacon, stewed bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms on it.

In less than a moment, the overbearing fragrance spread to the entire pier, and the stalls were surrounded by many gulping customers.

Father Ye opened the lid of the pot, and the aroma became even more overwhelming. Mr. Ye quickly distributed the bamboo sticks to the people at the stall to try.

The aroma and the free tasting attracted many people to the stall.

After the tasting, many people bought something from the stall, but most of them left after eating. There were also many people who wanted to buy bacon.

"It takes half a month to get bacon. There are bacon, chicken, and rabbit."

"How much? Leave me 100 kilograms of cured wild boar."

"It's over 1000 kilograms, that's enough! Boss, what's your surname? I'll register it here."

"Excuse me, my surname is Chen."

"Boss Chen, I have sent a message here. My younger brother's surname is Ye, and his name is Ye Fengshou."

Because you can try the food, the stalls are constantly crowded, and the business of several nearby food stalls is much better.

Dried bamboo shoots are cheap and sold out early. When I closed the stall and went home in the evening, there were only about 100 kilograms of dried mushrooms left.