Chapter 11 Pickled Cabbage Xi Shi Next

After rolling it down, the rice was squeezed out. Zhen Xing's transformation plan failed, and she only felt sorry for the wooden stick that Qi Bosong worked hard to get.

Zhen Xing packed up the rice rolls in frustration. At this time, Qi Bosong came in and saw that Zhen Xing looked unhappy and quickly asked the reason for the matter.

Qi Bosong smiled after hearing this and looked carefully at Zhen Xing's rice roll.

"I think your rice roll should be wrapped on both sides. Just like the spring rolls we eat in the palace, we can make them smaller. Tie it up with coriander that has been copied. What do you think?" Qi Bosong said.

There was a light of hope in Zhen Xing's eyes. It turned out that Qi Boxong was so smart that she thought of the way she didn't expect. Just as Zhen Xing was about to start, Qi Bosong had found the bean skin, cut it into the size of a palm, and handed it to Zhen Xing.

Zhen Xing listened to Qi Boxong's suggestion and spread the rice evenly on it. Like spring rolls, the wind sealed both sides and rolled up the bamboo curtain from one side. Finally, a small bean skin sushi was wrapped. She tied a copied coriander to the sushi with her slender fingers. It's done.

As soon as Zhenxing's bean skin rice was launched, it received praise from the public. After the taste of countless public reviews, everyone agreed that the carrots and cucumber strips in it should be abandoned. Zhen Xing was obedient and only added a little sesame to the rice.

Aunt Zhang returned to the battlefield, helped Zhenxing set up a pot and sell pumpkin cakes.

Zhenxing steamed the pumpkin and mashed it into mud in advance, added glutinous rice flour, and made it into pumpkin dough. It was also stained with steamed bread bran, and fried it in a pot to make it golden yellow.

Zhenxing's stall was too busy to see it. One big one pumpkin cake, two big one bean skin rice, plus six big ones and one or two orange stalk pickles have become the most popular food at present.

Zhenxing thought to herself that although the pickles were very popular, they made little money. Speaking of Platycodon pickles, at that time, she bought it at a price of three yuan per catty, removing moisture and ingredients, and the rest, more than one catty, only made two cents of silver. One catty a day. In addition to the exempt of miscellaneous taxes and the money for renting a cart, it is only about 150 cents at most.

Calculations, this business may not last long. I heard that counterfeit goods have appeared in the next town. There are no intellectual property rights, trade secrets and other laws this year. How can she guarantee her rights and interests?

Although there are a continuous new products, customers seem to have some taste fatigue about their family, and people are not as prosperous as before. Is it time to close when they are good?

The most important thing is not these. Her pickles sell well, and the surrounding towns and towns have heard about it. When Qi Bosong went to collect Platycodon, the price rose by one cent per catty.

Shouldn't it go on? No matter how many customers there are, it's just a small business. If you want to do big business, you should find another way out.

At this time, Aunt Zhang discussed the partnership with her. It turned out that Aunt Zhang saw that her business was so booming, so she thought that she wanted to partner.

Zhen Xing took this opportunity to sell her the technology of pumpkin cake and bean wrap rice for a couple of silver. She only planned to retire from the world after selling the pickles and live a loose life for a few days.

It took more than half a month. When everyone finished harvesting wheat, Zhenxing's pickle stall was officially closed. She also got the name of "Saled Vegetable Xishi" and officially retired.

Zhenxing hid at home and poured the money she earned from selling pickles on the table. She has a good habit of writing down the accounts of the day when she comes home every night. After counting, after two months, I worked hard to earn a total of nine taels of silver. If you count the one or two pieces of silver that Aunt Zhang bought technology, there is a total of ten taels.

Zhen Xing sighed and tilted her head in the sofa in distress. Ten taels of silver in two months, which is too little. At the beginning, she opened a teahouse at the fork and earned ten taels of silver in half a month. I heard that the family that now opens a teahouse has made 50 taels of silver in a month. That is the place where three roads must pass. I heard that that family will charge even if others inquire about the way. Zhen Xing scolded the word "black shop" countless times in her heart, but she felt that she couldn't eat grapes and said that the grapes were sour.

While thinking about the future way out, she packed up the money scattered on the table. At this time, Qi Bosong came in from the outside and saw that Zhen Xing was at home, so he strode in.

"The people who look at the land today have been hired. I'm going to Ili tomorrow and contact a restaurant that is willing to buy cabbage." Qi Bosong said. As soon as Zhen Xing heard this, she immediately became interested.

"Do you want me to go with you? I also want to go to Yili to play. Zhen Xing said excitedly.

Seeing Zhen Xing's coquettish eyes, Qi Bosong's heart seemed to be gently scratched by a small hand, which was painful and itchy. After a long time, he only felt that she was both a lover and a sister. Unfortunately, there is a gentleman's ethics in the middle. Otherwise, he will definitely marry her and take good care of her with his gentleness.

"No, what if you get lost?" Qi Bosong said.

Zhen Xing stood up and couldn't wait to take Qi Boxong's hand to act coquettishly.

"No, can't I follow you without leaving?" Zhen Xing said.

Qi Boxong felt itchy again in his heart, and he only felt a warm heat rushing to the top of his head. Surely, in less than half a minute, he sweated slightly.

"No, men talk about things, and it's inconvenient for women to go. You stay at home and wait for my good news. After making money, I'll take you to Yili to have a good look. Is that okay? Qi Bosong discussed it softly.

Zhenxing also feels that there is the same between the two people. She is now almost sure that Qi Bosong is also interested in her. The lonely man and woman have been together for so long that they are about the same age. Nowadays, there is no need to salute every day. Gradually, the master-servant relationship between the two has turned into an indescreible emotion.

Zhen Xing knew that if he had not had the status of "precious concubine", he would have confessed to her long ago. But it is precisely this relationship that has become an insurmountable obstacle between the two of them.

There is a reassuring breath in this man's body. Following him, I only felt very down-to-earth. She is willing to be like this all her life. She knows that as long as he wants, they can be together for the rest of his life.

The bad thing is that he always reminds himself that the woman in front of him is the heart of the emperor, and he can't do anything contrary to the emperor. There are thousands of likes in my heart, and I have to refuse indifferently.

The two of them are like holding a wonderful game, betting on the happiness of their future lives as opponents. Zhen Xing wanted to stay by his side, but he didn't dare to let her heart ship dock.

Although Zhen Xing knew how she felt, she did not dare to act rashly for fear of accidentally ruining today's relationship. I'm also afraid that he will hide from himself after knowing what's going on.

If we talk about the game, the two are now in a kind of deadlock, a stagnant and hesitant deadlock between the two sides. Everyone knows that as long as one of them takes this step, there will be another situation immediately.

But Qi Boxong is hindered by etiquette, and Zhenxing is hindered by face. The two confronted each other like this, waiting for Qi Bosong to have courage, and Zhen Xing could boldly take this step.

The next morning, Zhen Xing was still sleeping. Qi Bosong put on the dry food prepared by Zhen Xingtou that night and left the house. Zhen Xing nestled in the soft **. In her dream, she was reading a time-travel novel on the Internet.

At three o'clock, Zhen Xing was woken up by a messy knock on the door. It won't be Qi Bosong. Qi Bosong should go to Ili. Who can it be?

Zhen Xing randomly put on a dress on the outside of the moon-white satin pajamas and hurried out of the yard. As she ran, she asked, "Who is it? This morning..."

I only heard the people outside shout with a smile, "It's me, Aunt Zhang next door. What time is it? You said it's early. What a lazy daughter-in-law." Zhen Xing wrapped her clothes and reached out to open the door.

Aunt Zhang came in with a smile on her face. Seeing that Zhen Xing had just got up, she couldn't help looking up and down. Zhen Xing knows that she will definitely become a topic of discussion among women today. People always like to use other people's mistakes to elevate their excellence.

"Sit in the fast room." While Zhenxing was embarrassed to stretch her clothes, she let Aunt Zhang into the room. Aunt Zhang looked at the room decorated by Zhen Xing for the Nth time. Once upon a time, her house was envied by the big families in the town. Aunt Zhang said that when she could live in such a house, she would be willing to die immediately.

Zhen Xing brought a cup of tea, and Aunt Zhang took it with a smile. Zhen Xing looked sleepy and asked with a smile, "What's special about your aunt today?"

Aunt Zhang smiled and put down the tea bowl, with a strange look in her eyes.

"Little Qi's daughter-in-law, how sorry it is that your pickle stall is closed? It's good. Why do you want to close it?" Aunt Zhang asked with a smile.

"I'm so tired. Besides, it's going to be winter, and pickles are not easy to sell. I only left one jar for each one. If you want to sell it, you can sell it next autumn. Zhen Xing said casually.

Aunt Zhang smiled, with a slight embarrassment in her smile. She only heard her say, "It's a pity to turn it off. You haven't seen it. How many people have inquired about why you closed this morning?

Zhen Xing smiled and wondered that she came early in the morning to ask herself why she closed Zhang? That's too much, isn't it?

"Aunuch Zhang, as for the relationship between our two families, if you have anything to say, just say it directly." Zhen Xing said with a smile.

Aunt Zhang smiled, lowered her head slightly, stared at the green bricks on the ground, and then said, "I'm thinking, since you don't want to do it, why don't you give me the stall?"

Zhen Xing smiled and said, "That place was originally a casual stall, but it was subject to stamp duty. If you like it, just set up a stall. You don't have to discuss it with me.