The happy little days of the Ye family

Today is the day that I made an appointment with Shopkeeper Liang to deliver winter bamboo shoots. Father Ye and Ye Donglin got up early. The father and son drove the donkey cart from home in the dark.

It takes more than an hour to get to the county from home. Ye Fu felt that it was a waste of time to only send winter bamboo shoots, so he simply took Ye Donglin to the county market to set up a stall.

The father and son first went to the county market. Ye's father paid the stall fee and took Ye Donglin to choose a good location.

This was not the first time that the father and son set up a stall, and they quickly packed up the stall.

It was just dawn at this time, and there were already some early-rising women coming to buy vegetables in the market, but there were not many people. No one came to Father Ye's stall yet.

Father Ye saw that there were not many people at this time, so he hurriedly bought a few steamed buns and came back. The father and son went out too early. Mrs. Ye hadn't made breakfast yet and was hungry at this time.

The father and son were eating breakfast when two neatly dressed aunts came. Father Ye finished the buns in his hands in a few times.

The aunt in blue clothes grabbed a handful of dried mushrooms and smelled them, then looked at the dried bamboo shoots next to them, and then opened the clay pot containing soybean oil.

It turns out that the aunt in the blue dress just got a grandson, and she will be stocking up on the mooncakes in a few days, so she came here today to buy some things.

"Boss, I want two kilograms of dried mushrooms and two kilograms of dried bamboo shoots, and two kilograms of soybean oil." At this time, there were few ingredients, so I had to buy some dry goods to make up for it.

Father Ye quickly weighed the things and then recommended the rice wine on the stall.

"Sister, I have good rice wine here. You can smell the aroma. Would you like a couple of pounds?" Father Ye opened the pottery jar containing the rice wine, and a burst of aroma wafted out.

The aunt smelled the aroma of the wine and nodded with satisfaction. It was indeed not bad. "This rice wine costs about three kilograms."

"Sister, dried mushrooms are 25 Wen per catty, dried bamboo shoots are 15 Wen per catty, soybean oil is 27 Wen per catty, and rice wine is 25 Wen per catty. The total is 209 Wen."

Ye's father took a large bunch of copper plates given by his eldest sister, counted them carefully, and then put the copper plates into Ye's mother's newly made large purse.

Another elder sister in gray clothes originally only wanted to buy a pair of scissors, but on Ye Donglin's clever recommendation, she bought a wooden basin and a pound of cheap candy.

The father and son set up a stall in the market for about an hour. Seeing that the number of people was gradually decreasing, they packed up and went to deliver winter bamboo shoots to shopkeeper Liang.

800 kilograms of winter bamboo shoots cost 16 taels per kilogram, a total of 12 taels and 8 kilograms. In addition to the 300 kilograms of winter bamboo shoots sold during the Lantern Festival, Ye's father has basically recouped more than half of his purchase cost.

Then the father and son went to replenish the goods.

After a day of rest, the 18th is the day of the big gathering again.

Today, as usual, the Ye family came to town early and packed up the two stalls.

However, because the Chinese New Year has just passed and every household is eating meat, the business of selling meat will not be good in a short period of time, so the braised pork preparations are a little less, and only a pair of pig offal and two pig trotters are braised.

The Ye family had just finished packing up the stall, and another stall was set up not far away. This stall was either another stall or an imitation of the Ye family's stall. The stall also sold braised meat and groceries.

During the temple fair and Lantern Festival, their family didn't come over to set up a stall. Father Ye thought he had given up, but unexpectedly he showed up again.

It's really disgusting, but Father Ye can't do anything about him.

After a while, another stall was set up next to that stall. There was a shelf similar to that of Ye Qingqing and the others. There were hair ropes and hairbands hung on the shelf, and they were almost exactly the same as those made by Mrs. Ye and Ye Qingqing. .

In addition to headbands and hairbands, the stalls also sell things for women, including brightly colored fabrics, needlework, rouge and gouache, wooden hairpins, etc.

The owner of the braised pork stall was a young man, while the owner of the stall selling hair ties and hair ties was a young woman. They were talking and laughing. They knew each other at first sight and had a very good relationship.

Mrs. Ye and Ye Qingqing recognized the owner of the stall at a glance. She was the young woman who often came to buy hairbands and hair ties.

Old Mrs. Ye was surprised before, why did this person buy so many hair ties and headbands? And every time I come, I will ask a lot of questions. It turns out that I am here to steal my teacher.

When Ye Qingqing saw the hair ties and headbands on the shelf, he immediately became furious and immediately went over to argue with the stall owner. Fortunately, Mrs. Ye stopped him.

Mrs. Ye glared at the stall over there fiercely, and then said, "Even if you take this matter to the Yamen, there is nothing you can do about it."

"I have worked so hard to study so many styles, and I am not willing to be stolen by this despicable villain." Ye Qingqing is young, and she can't hide things in her heart, and her eyes are red with anger.

These two stalls are indeed disgusting, but it is not illegal, and it will be useless even if they sue the authorities. Mother Ye held Ye Qingqing distressedly and comforted her in a low voice.

With two stalls competing for business, Ye's stall was deserted. In half an hour, they only sold an oil-paper umbrella, a pair of scissors, a pound of the cheapest candy and half a piece of burlap. Only 5 portions of braised pork were sold.

The two stalls over there are new to the area. Many people went there out of curiosity, and the business was actually pretty good.

At this time, Ye's father, Xiao Tang Yilin, came over with a piece of braised pork, "I heard that the taste of the braised pork over there is as good as yours, so I specially bought one here. Please try it."

After just one taste, Father Ye and Mother Ye's faces fell. Seeing that their expressions were not good, Mrs. Ye quickly took a piece and put it in her mouth.

Mrs. Ye had braised large intestine, which tasted really good. It was processed very cleanly and had no odor, and the spices were sufficient. To be honest, the braised pork was even better than Ye Mu's.

It seems that I haven't been here to set up a stall for a while, so I must have put a lot of effort into improving the recipes.

Tang Yilin saw that several people looked unhappy and said angrily: "The stall over there also sells pig offal and pig's trotters, and the vegetarian dishes are dried bamboo shoots and dried tofu. The things are exactly the same as yours, and even the prices are the same."

Just as he finished speaking, Aunt Tang also came to the stall.

Aunt Tang said in a low voice: "I just passed by the stall over there and saw the headbands and hairbands hanging on the shelf. They are exactly the same as those in your stall. I asked about the price and they are the same as yours."

Father Ye was so angry that his teeth were almost broken. Mr. Ye did not speak and only shook his head at Father Ye.

With two stalls competing maliciously, the Ye family's business plummeted. By the time the market came to an end, the items on the stalls were only sold at half of the usual price.

Fortunately, I didn’t bring much braised food today, so I can keep the rest at home.

With these two stalls, several people had no intention of staying in the town to eat, so Father Ye drove the donkey cart back with a face.