Joe's Farming

Qiao Yu said slowly: "Listen to me, did your parents tell you who that person was? They must have understood him after searching for so long, right?"

Xu Yuan shook his head: "They just said that they found someone and they will get married the day after tomorrow."

Qiao Yu continued, "Think about it. Since your parents were able to quickly decide to get married the day after tomorrow, that person is willing to marry you. We don't care what her reason is. Maybe it's because her family is poor, and your family happens to have money to help them. Maybe her feelings were hurt and she wanted to get married quickly. In short, according to what you said, no one is willing to marry you, so why did she agree? There must be a reason, right? This reason led her to agree, so she must be willing to marry you. You just need to fulfill your duties as a husband, and she gets what she wants, and you haven't let her down. Isn't this a win-win situation?"

Although Xu Yuan felt that what Qiao Yu said made some sense, he couldn't tell what was so strange about it: "But what if she marries and it's not what she wanted, and she's unhappy?"

Qiao Yu spread her hands. I know how to do this. "Then just send her away with a divorce letter! If you still feel bad about it, give her some money as compensation. Believe me, anyone would think that marrying you is a sure win."

Xu Yuan thought for a moment: "Brother Qiao is right. I was just being too picky. I'll go apologize to my parents right now." As he said this, he was about to struggle to stand up.

Qiao Yu hurriedly asked him to sit down, and complained in her heart: You are not being too picky, you are just too kind, and it's a good thing that you were born in a wealthy family.

Qiao Yu: "Let's eat something first. We can go after we have some strength."

Xu Yuan nodded obediently, called the servant over to send some hawthorn cakes to his parents, and specifically emphasized that it was made by Qiao Ge'er.

Qiao Yu watched him finish his porridge, and then prepared to leave: "Don't think too much about everything, your health is the most important."

"I understand, Brother Qiao. Can you come to watch the ceremony the day after tomorrow?" Xu Yuan looked at Qiao Yu eagerly.

Qiao Yu originally wanted to say that there were a lot of things going on at home, but when she thought about how sick Xu Yuan was and whether he would die, she quickly sat down and said, "Come on, I will definitely come."

Xu Yuan said again: "You can bring Ge Fu with you. I haven't seen him yet, but I heard he's a very powerful hunter?"

Qiao Yu was a little shy: "Haha... It's okay. I'll call him when the time comes. He's been busy building our new house recently. He's too busy."

Xu Yuan became interested again when he heard this: "Building a new house? Shouldn't we treat guests when it's finished? Can I come to you then?"

Qiao Yu scratched his head and said, "Of course, it's just that the village is shabby, so don't despise it when the time comes."

"Great, I haven't been out of Qingyuan Town yet, I will definitely come when the time comes."

Seeing that he was full of expectations for the future and no longer pessimistic, Qiao Yu said with confidence: "You must come. I will make delicious food for you. I guarantee it will be the best you have ever eaten."

Xu Yuan pursed his lips and smiled: "Definitely."

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When Qiao Yu arrived home, Li Li'niang had already washed all the vegetables to be braised and was sitting in the yard pounding hawthorns.

Li Li Niang stopped what she was doing when she saw Qiao Yu: "Qiao is back, I have washed all the pork from the pig farm and put it in the kitchen, do you think I need to wash it again?"

Qiao Yu carried the pork fat bought in the town and went into the kitchen while talking. He put the pork fat away, washed his hands, touched the washed pig offal, scooped it up and smelled it again, and washed it very clean.

Qiao Yu walked out of the kitchen and said, "Auntie, you washed it very clean. Thank you for your hard work! Today's hawthorn cake will be made by you. I'll watch from the side and boil the lard."

Qiao Yu went to the carriage again and took down the baking tray and small iron pot that the blacksmith shop had finally made.

The iron pan was about to be boiled. Qiao Yu cut a small piece of pork fat, lit the fire, put the iron pan on the stove, poked the pork fat with chopsticks, and rubbed it evenly on the surface of the pan, waiting for the oil to melt and completely soak into the pan.

After the pot is boiled, brush it with clean water. The surface of the pot will still be shiny. Such an iron pot is not easy to stick or rust.

Qiao Yu began to cut the pork fat into small, even pieces, and poured them all into the pot. He then added a small bowl of water and simmered the oil over low heat.

Li Li Niang also chopped the hawthorns and started to boil them: "Qiao Ge'er, how much water should I put in?"

Qiao Yu took a look at the amount of hawthorn and said, "Three bowls, maybe. If it's too watery later, just make it thicker."

"Okay."

The hawthorns boiled very quickly. Before Qiao Yu's lard was ready, Li Li Niang began to squeeze the hawthorn juice on the gauze. As expected, she was someone who worked on the farm all year round, and her movements were swift, many times faster than he had been yesterday.

When Qiao Yu finished boiling the oil and scooped out the oil residue, Li Li Niang's hawthorn juice was almost done. She was strong and stirred quickly and evenly. Soon, it was ready to be poured out after adding starch. Qiao Yu was amazed. It seemed that this elder sister was very suitable for making cakes.

However, it was still Qiao Yu who decided how much sugar, starch and salt to put in. After all, for desserts, the taste differences would be obvious with different recipes.

For this time's hawthorn cake, Qiao Yu didn't think about making it look good. He just poured it into a clean square wooden box. The wooden boxes can be stacked, which is very convenient. When he arrives in town, he can cut it into pieces and sell it, or the customers can choose how much to cut and sell it by weight.

We previously sold them in small portions because we were afraid that if we sold them by the kilogram, the unit price would be too high, and price-sensitive customers would be scared away.

Now that everyone knows his price level, there is no need to worry about the unit price scaring them, and if things go as expected, this way of selling will sell faster.

Li Li'niang finished making the hawthorn cake, and her work for the day was done. Qiao Yu gave her a bowl of oil residue with salt and a small bowl of freshly cut hawthorn cake.

"Aunt, take it back and let the children try it. We didn't make much hawthorn cake yesterday, so I didn't ask you to take it back. You can take it back today and let them try it." Qiao Yu put the two bowls in a small basket and handed it to Li Li'niang.

Li Li Niang was a little at a loss: "This... How can this be done? Brother Qiao, you are selling this. This bowl can be sold for fifteen cents."

Qiao Yu insisted: "Take it! My family lacks everything except food."

Li Li'niang nodded with tears in her eyes. She knew that Qiao Ge'er was not sympathizing with her, but really didn't care about it and really treated her as his own.

"Should I come at noon tomorrow?" Li Li'niang asked.

Qiao Yu nodded: "Yes, there will be a lot of things tomorrow, so let's call my little sister along." He planned to make more soap today. The mold of the red panda head can also be used to make soap, which might be liked by young girls and boys.

Li Li Niang quickly agreed and thanked him again before going home. The sun had not yet set, and she had to go back to teach her husband and younger sister how to make sweet potato flour, and turn all the hundreds of kilograms of sweet potatoes at home into flour. Her family would finally not have to go hungry this winter.