The happy little days of the Ye family

Today, the Ye family woke up to a spicy and delicious smell.

As soon as Ye Qingqing opened his eyes, he smelled an overbearing fragrance, the smell of spicy duck products.

Ye Qingqing hurriedly washed up and went to the kitchen. At this time, Ye Xilin was already waiting eagerly at the door of the kitchen.

Ye Qingqing joked: "Xilin, look at your double chin. If you continue to eat, you will turn into a fat man."

Ye Xilin put his hands on his hips and said unconvinced: "I'm still growing. My eldest brother used to be chubby when he was young, but now he's almost as thin as a bamboo pole."

Ye Donglin has grown rapidly in the past two years. The clothes he just made are shorter than half a year later. He has grown taller with everything he eats. No matter how much he eats, he will not gain weight.

Ye Qingqing has also grown a lot in the past two years, but the baby fat on her face is still there, and her round face is very pretty and cute.

Only Ye Xilin is young and hasn't started smoking yet, and is still a chubby little guy with a round figure.

The siblings were quarreling, and other people in the family came over one after another.

Old Mrs. Ye: "It smells so good. Dogwood and Sichuan peppercorns are added to this duck product, which makes it smell even more fragrant."

Mr. Ye shouted to Father Ye in the kitchen: "Leave me some duck feet. I will take them to have a drink with the village chief tonight."

Father Ye: "The jujube trees in Xiaohoushan should be harvested in another half month. What does the village chief say? Should we sell them on the dock ourselves, or should we find merchants to collect them?"

Mr. Ye: "The village chief's family owns two mountains, which produce much more red dates than us."

"The village chief originally planned to ask merchants to come over to collect the red dates, but the prices offered by the merchants were extremely low. The village chief is also considering whether to sell them on the dock himself. He hasn't decided yet."

Father Ye: "How much did the merchant that the village chief contacted earlier pay for the red dates?"

Mr. Ye: "I heard it's 16 yuan per pound. This price is indeed a bit low."

Before Father Ye could say anything, Mrs. Ye on the side exclaimed: "This price is too low. The red dates in the town still sell for 20 Wen per catty."

"If you bring it to the county, you can sell it for 22 Wen per catty, and you can wholesale it at the dock before the harvest for 19 Wen or 20 Wen per catty. Why only 16 Wen?"

At this time, the spicy food made by Ye's father was also ready. Ye's father put a bowl in a big bowl and took it out. Each one of them couldn't wait to pick the part they liked to eat.

Father Ye gnawed on the duck claws and said, "The price is indeed low. It's better to just take it to the dock and sell it."

Ye Xilin doesn't like spicy food very much, so he put the duck wings in the cold boiled water and brushed it before eating it. Even so, he still found it spicy.

Ye Xilin said inarticulately while nibbling duck wings: "And me. School will be on holiday after the winter solstice. I don't have to go to school anymore. I can set up a stall to sell red dates at home."

Ye Mu also agreed. She raised her head with the duck neck in her hand and said, "Xilin is still young and can't do much working in the fields. It would be good to let him set up a stall and sell red dates."

Mrs. Ye smiled and said: "The red dates in the county are 22 cents per pound. It would be good for Xilin to set up a stall at the county market and sell the dates. A pound can be sold for two cents more."

Ye Xilin asked with a smile: "Okay, then do I get a share? My brother gets a share even when he sells groceries on the dock."

Mrs. Ye thought for a while and said, "For every pound sold, I will give you a penny for your hard work."

Ye Xilin jumped up with joy, "Really? You can sell twenty kilograms a day, so wouldn't that be 600 wen a month?"

Mrs. Ye cleared her throat and said slowly: "For every kilogram of red dates sold, I will give you a penny for your hard work, but according to our family's rules, half of the money earned must be paid to the public."

"Then I still have 300 Wen. Anyway, I won't go to school next year. How about I stop going to school in the autumn harvest?"

Ye Xilin felt like dozing off as soon as he read a book. Instead of studying in school, he might as well work in the fields or set up a stall.

Mr. Ye: "Let's talk about it after the autumn harvest. The dates are still on the trees now."

Mr. Ye's expectation for his children is that they can write and read, and they should not be easily deceived.

Ye Xilin didn't like reading, so his family just followed suit. There is no point in trying to study. Without this talent, he himself would not be happy, and he would never be able to learn well no matter how hard he studied.

Father Ye and the others were chatting animatedly, while Ye Donglin and Ye Qingqing were holding duck heads and the other were holding duck wings, eating at the side without even raising their heads.

When Father Ye saw that a large bowl of duck had been eaten up, he asked with a smile on his face, "How is it? Does the duck taste good?"

Ye Qingqing was very applauded, her mouth was red as she ate, and she drank water desperately, "It's super delicious."

Ye Donglin also drank water desperately, "It's delicious, but I think it's still a bit spicy."

Old Mrs. Ye: "Although it's not as good as the ones in the county, it's still very delicious."

Mr. Ye: "It's much more delicious than the original duck product before, but it contains a lot of pepper and dogwood, so the cost is much higher. Do you want to adjust the price of this spicy duck product?"

Father Ye thought for a moment and said, "The price of the original duck remains unchanged, but the price of all parts of this spicy duck has increased by one penny. How about it?"

Old Mrs. Ye thought it was okay, "Okay, you can take it to the pier first to see the effect and see if there are many people buying it."

Today, Mrs. Ye was here eating duck feet and chatting. Breakfast had not been cooked yet. Father Ye and Ye Donglin hurriedly ate two braised eggs and then drove the donkey cart to the county.

Having just eaten spicy duck, Mrs. Ye decided to make a lighter breakfast and simply cooked a thicker sweet potato porridge.

After breakfast, the Ye family prepared to go to Zhulin Mountain to pick bamboo fungus. Before leaving, Mrs. Ye watered the two jujube trees in the backyard.

These two jujube trees are early-maturing varieties. The jujubes in Xiaohoushan are still green, but this jujube tree is already red.

The Ye family raises many livestock. Mr. Ye and Mrs. Ye often fertilize the jujube trees, and the fruits are large and very sweet.

Before the dates were ripe, the big and greedy cats at home began to pick and eat them. I would pick each one I ate, and all the dates at the bottom were picked before they were ripe.

The jujubes high up there were big and round. Several unknown birds were pecking at the jujubes on the trees, which made Mrs. Ye feel very distressed.

Mrs. Ye took a long bamboo pole and waved it vigorously, driving away the greedy birds in a few strokes.

On the way to Zhulin Mountain, Mrs. Ye and Mother Ye said, "Xiuxiu, the two jujube trees in the backyard are already ripe. If they are not picked, they will be eaten by the birds."

The jujube trees have entered the fruit-rich period, and the number of jujubes on the trees is about the same as last year.

Mother Ye smiled and said: "Mom, why don't you pick all the dates from the jujube trees early tomorrow morning? The weather is good these two days, and the dates will dry in the sun for three or four days."

"Okay, these two jujube trees are really good to buy. They mature half a month earlier than ordinary jujube trees. The first batch of red dates is destined to be sold well."

Old Mrs. Ye is an old money addict. She was so happy that she could not open her mouth from ear to ear when she thought that her family would soon receive another sum of money.