The peasant girl led her mother and sister to become rich

Old Man Bai was so angry that his beard was shaking. The Bai family only had ten taels of silver, not a cent more. If he gave the money, he would lose every penny. If he didn't give the money, he would have to report to the police and his two grandsons' future would be in jeopardy. After much hesitation, he decided to go home to get the money.

Old Man Bai took out ten taels of silver with a gloomy face and gave them to Song Yunran before leaving. Old Lady Bai and Shen followed behind him, dragging Bai Baozhu, who was like a dead dog, while cursing.

Song Yunran saw clearly the vicious look in Bai Baozhu's eyes before she left. It seems that he has to be careful of this girl in the future.

After returning home, Bai Baozhu lay on the bed and cried loudly. Because the injury was too embarrassing to be seen by others, Bai Baozhu did not dare to call a doctor.

Because medical skills in that era were passed down from father to son, only men were doctors and female doctors were hard to find. She could only ask her eldest brother to go to the town to buy medicine for her and then have Old Lady Bai apply it for her. She endured the pain herself and cried from time to time. When she felt pain, she would scold Song Yunran and the others.

The next morning, the news that Bai Baozhu had been chopped on the buttocks spread out. It spread from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. Eventually, the news spread that Bai Baozhu had been chopped on the buttocks and could not have children, and would never be able to get married.

When Song Yunran and her two sisters were washing clothes by the river, they listened to the rumors of the aunties and grandmas in the village and couldn't help but think that the villagers were cute. If there weren't so many people watching them by the river, the three of them would have laughed to death. They had been trying hard to hold back their laughter for the whole morning.

After ten days of hard work, the shop will finally open tomorrow. During these ten days, the three sisters have been working diligently to dry bacon, make sausages, and smoke spare ribs.

I also bought a lot of fish to dry. Fortunately, the weather was good and they were almost dry in four or five days.

Rows of bacon are neatly hung on bamboo poles. At first glance, they are so densely packed that you can't count them.

The drier the bacon gets, the stronger its aroma becomes, attracting many villagers to come here whenever they want, just to smell the aroma of the meat. Especially at dinner time, nearby villagers would run over with their bowls, squat on the ground, and eat while smelling the aroma of the meat.

As a result, Song Yunran didn't dare to cook at her normal level, for fear that someone would be jealous of her.

Song Yunran drew a rough design for the decoration of the shop in the town, and his uncle hired someone to take care of the rest. Song Yunran didn't even take a second look at it and was very confident in his uncle.

The day before opening the shop, Song Yunran and his uncle drove the prepared meat to the town. They borrowed an ox cart from the village chief, but it was not enough to load the meat. They then hired an ox cart from the neighboring village and finally they were able to load two large carts of meat.

The people in the village were talking about the two men, each driving a bullock cart loaded with meat and heading towards the town. In an instant, Song Yunran became a hot topic of conversation in the village.

Some praised her while others disagreed. Those who praised her praised Song for giving birth to a good daughter, and said that after the divorce, she actually lived a good life because of her daughter.

Most of those who disagreed were grown men, saying that a little girl was opening a shop and dealing with all kinds of people all day long, and they didn't know how she would get married in the future.

The Bai family members stood at the door, staring at the two carts of meat, cursing: "A money-losing piece of shit is trying to learn how to run a shop. Aren't you afraid of losing so much that you have to sell yourself to pay off your debts? Don't come back crying when the time comes."

"That's right! It's really embarrassing for a girl to run outside all day. Fortunately, my last name is no longer Bai, otherwise if others knew about it, we would be implicated!"

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Song Yunran pretended not to hear anything, good or bad, and simply ignored the Bai family, walking happily towards the mountain in the town.

It was late at night when the two of them finished sorting all the goods in the shop. Thinking that they would have to get up early the next day to prepare food, they simply stayed in the backyard of the shop for the night.

The next morning, my aunt and two sisters came over to bring chickens, and a group of people were busy killing the chickens, washing vegetables and rice.

After they finished everything, they looked at the shop which was full of goods and became more and more satisfied. The most important thing was that there was a cellar and a small well at the back of the shop. They didn't look at it carefully at first. It was only discovered by my uncle when he was renovating the shop because it was too small and blocked by wooden boards.

When more and more people gathered at the dock, my uncle set off a bunch of firecrackers at the door: "Hello, fellow villagers. Today is the first day of our store opening. Welcome everyone to come and try our food!"

Seeing more and more people gathering around, Song Yunran started to cook clay pot rice at the window. Once it boiled, the aroma of bacon wafted out uncontrollably, and passers-by stared at the source of the aroma.

Song Yunran made a total of ten clay pot rice dishes, two with bacon, two with smoked spare ribs, two with sausages, two with mushrooms and chicken, and two with dried fish.

Song Yunxi was not intimidated by so many strangers. Instead, he smiled and said, "Uncle, try the clay pot rice! It's delicious and not expensive. Today is the first day of opening. You are the first customer. I will give you a sausage."

"What is clay pot rice? This is the first time I've heard of it." Many people in the crowd looked forward in confusion.

Song Yunran: "There is rice, meat and vegetables in a small clay pot, and a free soup. It only costs 18 cents and the taste is absolutely first-rate. The first ten people will get a free sausage. First come, first served!"

"Eighteen cents? That's too expensive!"

"Yes, a pound of pork is only thirty-two cents."

Song Yunran: "Uncles and aunts, you can try it first. If it doesn't taste good, I won't charge you. Once you have tried it, you will know that it is definitely worth eighteen cents."

"It's really not delicious, so you don't need to pay? Little girl, please don't cheat us!"

When they heard that the food was not tasty and there was no charge, more and more people gathered around. Many of them wanted to go in and try it, and they were peeking into the small clay pot in the window.

Song Yunran opened a small clay pot generously, and a unique fragrance spread out instantly. Many people couldn't help but take a deep breath.

A middle-aged man in a brown robe stepped forward and said, "Girl, give me a clay pot rice!"

Song Yunxi replied cheerfully: "Okay! Uncle, wait a moment, it will be delivered right away!"

As soon as the man sat down, Song Yunqian conveniently served him the soup, a clay pot rice with cured meat, a sausage, and a small dish of vegetables.

People outside the door were discussing whether the clay pot rice was free, but the man sat inside and stuffed bacon into his mouth. He finished the rice in a few bites, raised his head and smiled at Song Yunran, "Little girl, do you have any other flavors? Give me another one."

Song Yunran raised the corner of her mouth and quickly brought a clay pot rice with mushrooms and chicken. Song Yunxi also brought vegetables and traditional Chinese soup.

"Uncle, the rice crust at the bottom is the most delicious."

As Song Yunxi spoke, she picked up a special iron spoon and scooped up all the rice crusts at the bottom of the pot, then handed the clay pot back to the man.

When the man finished his second clay pot rice, he drank the soup slowly, burped loudly and wiped his mouth.

"Hmm! Not bad! The bacon is fat and lean, and the fat is crispy and not greasy at all. The chicken is fragrant and smooth, and the sausage tastes salty and sweet, with a hint of white wine. These eighteen cents are worth it!"

As he said this, he took out thirty-six coins and handed them to Song Yunxi who was standing beside him.

Song Yunxi took the money and thanked him happily: "Thank you uncle, welcome to come again next time!"

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but go in and try: "Little girl, I'm the third one, remember to send sausages."

"I am the fourth..."

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