When Lao Fang stood up and patted his butt to go home, he still had a confused expression on his face.
With his wood-like head, he still can't figure out what's so good about those unripe and sour red fruits that he doesn't like to eat in the back mountain. Why did my uncle ask him to pick those things? As for the reason why he asked him to chop bamboo, The old man didn't understand anymore.
But soon, the doubt and confusion on his face disappeared.
Thinking of the white rice and pork at home, all of Lao Fang's doubts were thrown to the sky.
My uncle has a lot of ability, so follow my uncle to have meat to eat, what he said, I can't be wrong!
In the following days, Lao Fang's life began to get busy.
Not only Lao Fang, but also the brats of the Fang family have been ruthlessly deprived of their play time, and they can no longer hang around behind the brats in the village every day, follow behind the old man, go to the back mountain in the morning, and go to the back mountain in the afternoon. When I came back, I often carried a few bamboos on my shoulders.
Occasionally, people would see Lao Fang going down the mountain before dawn every day, carrying a large bag of things back to the stockade at night, not even letting the horse go, and he was mysteriously unaware of what he was doing.
There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and no one has any secrets in Liuye Village.
Soon, everyone knew that the thing Fang Laosan was working on recently was called candied haws, and a few bunches of hawthorn fruits could be put on a string and sold outside.
Things like hawthorn are worthless to the people of Liuye Village.
There is a large hawthorn forest in the back mountain, which belongs to the public property of the village, but even if the fruit is ripe every year, no one picks it. .
Only those gluttonous children will pick a few to satisfy their greed when the fruits are ripe every year.
It’s not that no one has considered taking this thing to the mountain to sell, but firstly, because hawthorn is too common, the price is really low, and secondly, when hawthorn is ripe, it is the busy time of farming, so they leave the work in the field and go away These crooked ways will be ridiculed by everyone in the village.
Lao Fang is the object of ridicule by everyone.
What is delicious about hawthorn fruit? Only the uneducated children in the village are interested in it. Is there anything delicious and interesting in Qing'an Fucheng? No wonder someone would spend money to buy these hawthorn fruit!
Herding horses is such a good job. There is a full salary of one hundred yuan a month, and it is still possible to buy a few catties of rice. Why don't you have to engage in such crooked methods
However, they soon realized that Fang's family seemed to have no shortage of those few catties of rice...
But this did not affect their ridicule towards Lao Fang in their hearts.
When everyone has no big ideals and ambitions, and lives a lifetime of being a salted fish with peace of mind, Lao Fang, a salted fish with dreams, can easily attract the attention of others.
Everyone is a salted fish, just honestly face the loess and the sky for the rest of your life, why do you have dreams
As a result, Lao Fang, a salted fish who wanted to be revived, soon became the talk of everyone in the village after dinner.
"Have you heard that Mr. Fang seems to be selling candied haws..."
"Crooked ways, he doesn't even look to see if he is that material?"
"Hey, of course the youngest Fang couldn't think of such an idea. I heard that it was Ruyi's cheap husband who came up with it."
"Hehe, what does that sour scholar know? I heard that he invested a lot of money in this time. I'll wait to see how he ends up!"
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Arguments like this have been popping up in Liuye Village these days, and even Li Yi has heard of them.
But for these gossips, he just listened to them, smiled and passed away, there are quite a few people in the village who want to see his jokes, sometimes he will sigh in his heart, sister Liu Ruyi is in the village, It seems to be making enemies on all sides!
On the contrary, Xiaohuan was very upset about some words she accidentally heard. Li Yi saw her come back from the outside several times with her mouth pouted and rambling.
"What do you know, the candied haws made by my uncle are delicious, and I will definitely make a lot of money. When the time comes, I will piss you off..."
The little maid has been by Liu Ruyi's side since she was a child, and naturally she has suffered from the cold eyes of other members of the Liu family. In order not to cause trouble for the young lady, she has been wronged outside, and she can only bear it when she comes back.
This situation changed a lot after Li Yi's arrival.
Now you don't have to worry about making a living all day long, you can walk outside with your head held high, my uncle is a truly powerful person, no one in the village can match him, why do they laugh at him
What Li Yi didn't expect was that those rumors had no effect on him, but Lao Fang couldn't help it.
"Grandpa, what kind of candied haws are there, is anyone really willing to buy them?"
Until now, Lao Fang still has doubts about the feasibility of this matter.
After all, it is just an ordinary hawthorn, even if it is coated with sugar, it is still a hawthorn!
My son-in-law handed over all the money to him. If the money was wasted in the end, even if my son-in-law wouldn't blame him, he would feel sorry for it.
Seeing Lao Fang looking at him anxiously, Li Yi glanced at him and said, "If you are not at ease, why don't I find someone else to do it? Lao Wu came to me this morning and said he also Want to try, why don't you rest and let him come?"
Seeing the expression on Li Yi's face, Lao Fang's heart suddenly felt at ease.
The next moment, Lao Fang's face immediately changed into a signature simple and honest smile, he put his arm around Li Yi's shoulders, and said, "No need, no need, that old Wu guy has a brain, he's not the kind of guy who does this. , besides, what is my relationship with my uncle, don't forget that I was the one who caught my uncle on the horse back then!"
Seeing the big man surnamed Fang walking out with a smile, several black lines appeared on Li Yi's face.
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The candied haws are very simple to make, and do not require much preparation time. The frosting old party has already bought them from the mountain. The hawthorns in August are not yet fully mature, but they have little effect on the taste.
Under Li Yi's guidance, Lao Fang cut all the bamboos he cut from the mountain into bamboo sticks of the same size. Dip a little sesame on the top, and Wanhong looks more attractive with a little white.
Put all the candied haws on the sticks made of wooden sticks and brooms, and seeing the brat beside him swallowing, Lao Fang felt a little more confident.
He took out a candied haws and handed it to him, and kicked the brat on the ass by the way: "Listen to your mother at home, and wait for me to come back at night..."
An hour later, on the crowded streets of Qing'an Mansion, a simple and honest man was standing on the side of the road carrying a strange thing in his heart. After hesitating for a long time, a look of determination appeared on his face. After a while, he felt calm. Full voice came over...
"Ice ~ sugar ~ gourd ~ reed!"
For a moment, among the crowd on the street, several eyes cast their gazes over.