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Chapter 487 Su Ji Vermicelli

After buying all the things, Su Ziling and the others didn't waste much time. They had to go back as soon as possible, and then they had to send the vermicelli out. If they went back late, they might be in the dark.

Before leaving, Su Ziling specially told her, "If they come over later to get vermicelli, you can accompany them."

"Don't worry, girl, I know what's going on."

Su Ziling nodded, and led Su's father and the others towards the city gate. There were many oxcarts parked at the city gate. Su Ziling and the others loaded their things, and there were three siblings sitting on the oxcart, while Su's father went. Another bullock cart.

There were a lot of miscellaneous things, plus there was A Xiu, so the speed was much slower. By the time we got home, it was already Shen Time (15:00-17:00).

Su's father and others didn't have time to rest, so they started filling the vermicelli directly. Su's mother had just fetched warm water to wash their faces, but there was no one in the yard. When she heard someone in the house, she put down the washbasin and shouted into the house. .

"What are you, father and son, doing? You're so sweaty now that you're gone. Wash your face. Wash your face before you take a rest."

"No rest, Mom, someone bought vermicelli from us. We have to send it out to the mountain now. I'm afraid it will be dark if we come back late. You go to the workshop and help call four or five people out. We have to deliver the vermicelli later."

Hearing Su Ziling shouting for four or five people, Su's mother couldn't stand anymore and walked towards the house.

"With so many people calling, how many kilograms are needed to be delivered? This is coming and going. I'm afraid it will be dark, so I can't deliver it early tomorrow morning?"

In winter, it gets dark early and the mountain roads are difficult to walk. Dew will appear at night and the roads will be very slippery.

"He asked for one thousand catties. I thought we didn't have that much vermicelli, so I agreed to five hundred catties, and then,"

She lowered her voice and said in a breathy voice: "I just found out that this person is the newly appointed magistrate of our Yongchang County. He comes from Shangjing. He is going to transport the vermicelli back to Shangjing. Then he will help us increase our reputation. ”

"I thought, don't we still have more than 700 kilograms at home, so I'll give them all to him. I also have a hundred preserved eggs for him. By the way, I almost forgot about my wild wine. I'll have to give it to him soon. He mixes some out and leaves the rest to my grandpa so I can make more next year.”

"County...magistrate?"

The whole family turned to look at her.

Su Ziling nodded, "Yes."

Seeing her nodding, the whole family was dumbfounded, Mr. County Magistrate!

The county magistrate actually wants these things?

"This...the county magistrate also eats our vermicelli?"

Father Su murmured.

Although he was also in the restaurant, he was helping out in the backyard, so I really didn't know which one was the county magistrate.

Mr. Su, on the other hand, had wrinkles on his old face with worry, "Will the county magistrate not pay for the things he buys? Even if he does, should we accept it or not? Or give it to him cheaper?"

Everyone else's eyes also fell on Su Ziling.

Su Ziling raised her eyebrows, "Ah! I've already collected the money."

As he spoke, he took out a money bag from his arms and carefully took out the banknote inside, "Grandma, here it is."

The family looked at each other.

Grandma Su took the silver and opened it carefully.

"One hundred taels?"

"so much!"

Su Zimu said while packing, "There's too much. Didn't Sister say it? It was five hundred catties at the beginning. One hundred taels is just right. But Sister, if I give you seven hundred catties now, will he?" Are you going to cheat and not give me any extra money?”

Su Ziling: "..."

She stretched out her hand and knocked him out of his mind, "What do you think, you, the magistrate, can give us this little money? Besides, it doesn't matter if they don't want so much. We have a ready-made carriage and let them help when the time comes. Can you just take the remaining ones to the restaurant and sell them yourself?"

Giving him some wine and a hundred preserved eggs was already painful for Su Ziling. How about giving him another two hundred kilograms of vermicelli?

What are you thinking!

What's the difference between this and cutting her flesh with a knife?

Su Zimu rubbed his forehead, "That's right. Sister, you have to follow me later. Otherwise, with the shame of my father and grandpa, I'm afraid I won't be able to mention the money."

She originally planned to confirm it, but just as Su Ziling was about to nod, she suddenly realized, "Okay, you kid, you are just going to say that I am thick-skinned, right?"

"I didn't! Sister, you misunderstood me!"

The two siblings were chasing each other, making the room very lively.

Mother Su and the others just stood aside and watched with a smile, "Okay, okay, stop making trouble and quickly pack up the vermicelli. I'll call someone. No, I have to boil some eggs for you, otherwise I'll probably be too hungry." ”

Thinking about this coming and going, it will probably be dark when I get home.

Mother Su went to the kitchen, not forgetting to ask Su Zimu to call someone, "Er Niu, go to the workshop and call some of your uncles to help deliver them together. Your eldest brother and the others didn't come back either. You go call five people. This vermicelli It’s fragile, so it’s better to take less weight.”

Thinking that if they help deliver it together, I won’t be able to eat enough boiled eggs.

She glanced at the cold rice in the steamer, took a few eggs, chopped a handful of wild onions, chopped a handful of vegetables, and fried a few bowls of vegetable and egg fried rice.

A lot of peppers are added to it, making it look red in color. Together with yellow eggs and green vegetables, it will directly satisfy people's appetite.

Afraid of being too dry, she made another bowl of soup.

"It's time to eat. You go to eat first. We'll pretend here."

Su's mother chased Su's father and the people they invited to eat, and Su Ziling and the others were the only ones left in the room.

Fortunately, most of the vermicelli is almost packed, and only the last few boxes are left.

"Qing'er, are your preserved eggs and wine ready?"

"Not yet!" Su Ziling carefully packed the vermicelli, which were bundled in handfuls weighing a pound.

There was also a small note on the hemp rope that bound the vermicelli. Su Ziling bought it and cut it herself. It had the words Su Ji Vermicelli written on it.

Among them, the two characters "Su Ji" are the largest and most conspicuous. These characters were also written by Su Ziling herself. She also drew a simple skullcap on it, which looked cute and cute.

Scutellaria baicalensis is also the Chinese name of Ziling, and it can also be regarded as one of her trademarks.

It took her a lot of time to make this thing. Every time she finished what she was doing, she would go into the house and immerse herself in painting this painting.

Mother Su: "Then you go and pretend to be preserved eggs. I've already pretended this with your grandma and Er Niu, so there's not much left."

Su Ziling straightened up and took a look. It was true that there wasn't much left. She thumped her waist and said, "Okay, you pretend first. I'll put the preserved eggs in place."

After Su Ziling left, only Su's mother, Su A'nai and Su Zimu were left.

Su Zimu stared at the vermicelli in his hand for a long time. Mother Su glanced at him and said, "Er Niu, what are you looking at? Hurry up and pretend. Don't wait until your father and the others have finished eating. We haven't finished pretending yet."

Su Zimu pointed to the note on the vermicelli and asked: "Auntie, was this written by my sister? And this skullcap is really good at painting."

"Who else can make this thing besides your sister? By the way, you are back just now. When you have time, help your sister write more. She is so busy all day that she has to find time to do it. this."

Su Zimu scratched his head, "I can write well, but I can't draw. I can't draw like my sister."

Bundles of vermicelli were put into boxes, the lids were sealed, and boxes were stacked one by one and piled at the foot of the wall.