Farmer’s Stepmother’s Skillful Farming

Chapter 47 Yali Mountain

"Yes, hurry up and eat." Bai Shuiliu also said, "Lixia, hurry up and help mother serve the food."

"Okay." Bai Lixia responded, her tone obviously rising a bit.

Bai Zhuye hurriedly washed his face, while Bai Midou helped bring the rice over.

 Stick pancakes, rice porridge with stick noodles, cold cucumbers, and scrambled eggs with green peppers.

Green pepper is not spicy, but has a unique aroma of green pepper. When paired with scrambled eggs, it is salty and delicious.

　　The few carrot heads ate with great joy, chewing heavily.

As Su Mulan looked at it, her heart became more and more complicated.

 The more the child trusts her and gets closer to her, the heavier the burden she feels.

Selling dried sweet potatoes can make more money than doing farm work, but the speed of making money is really too slow. There are too many areas that need to be improved in life. This is really not enough. You still have to think of other things quickly. The solution will do.

Su Mulan thought, using a coarse porcelain bowl to block his eyes full of worries.

 After finishing the meal and cleaning up, everyone went to bed early.

The next day, Su Mulan got up early. After making breakfast, she ate a few bites. She told Bai Zhuye to take care of Baishui Liu at home, and called Bai Lixia and Bai Midou to shovel grass in the wasteland. Su Mulan carried Dazhu on his back. The basket went to town.

There was no one to accompany me this time, and there were half as many dried sweet potatoes as before. More than 30 kilograms of dried sweet potatoes were packed in a bamboo basket. I felt relaxed at first, but as I walked, the straps made of hemp ropes tightened my shoulders, going back and forth. The straps rubbed my shoulders a little red as they moved around, and when the sweat dripped on them, it hurt.

Su Mulan took out the blanket covering the dried sweet potatoes and put it on his shoulders. After walking for a while, he rested for a while and finally reached the town with some difficulty.

The walk was slower than last time, but Su Mulan set off early this time, and basically arrived at the town at about the same time as last time.

After finding a suitable place to set up a stall, Su Mulan started selling like last time.

“Soft, glutinous and sweet dried sweet potatoes cost three pennies per pound. They are delicious and not expensive…”

　　It is cadenced and melodious, and the bamboo basket containing the dried sweet potatoes is lined with a clean basket cloth, which looks very clean and careful. The dried sweet potatoes are also bright and beautiful in color.

Soon some people were attracted to stop and try a piece under Su Mulan's enthusiastic solicitation.

As Su Mulan said, it is soft and glutinous, but sweet but not greasy. It is most suitable for grinding your teeth to pass the time in your spare time. It is also a good snack for children. It is cheap and large in quantity.

Su Mulan is also a good businessman. The scale must be high, the mouth must be sweet, and the head must be given enough.

Generally speaking, basically 60 to 70% of those who have tried it have bought some in Chengdu, and among those who bought dried sweet potatoes, about 20% of them bought them at the last market, Su Mu Lan looked familiar.

 The repurchase rate is still good.

"Don't tell me, these dried sweet potatoes become more and more fragrant the more you chew them. Although they are sweet, they are not greasy at all." A woman not much older than Su Mulan said, "My mother-in-law at home likes to eat it very much, so I I’ll buy a little more this time.”

"Isn't it? My children also like it very much. Although they are sweet, they will make you tired after eating two pieces. They are not as refreshing as this one. I bought them last time and finished them in two days. They asked me to have more. Buy some so he can take it to school and share it with others. "The person who said this was also a woman of about the same age.

   After hearing some readers talk about power cuts one after another, we have also started regional power cuts here. I feel that I need to save the manuscript for emergencies. I hope there will be less power outages...

 (End of this chapter)