The road to get rich through salted fish

"Recently, the work in the fields has also been done. I came back from Fucheng some time ago and passed by many docks. After the river thawed, there were more small businessmen traveling north and south, driving those carrying bags on the docks, and the flow of people was huge. Well, I thought we'd push this to the docks and sell it."

"On the pier..."

Hearing this suggestion, Liang Zhongxia came over excitedly, with a face full of disapproval, he shook his head repeatedly and said, "Father, there are few traveling traders after all, how can those coolies on the wharf afford this, our meat stew It’s so good, at least forty or fifty yuan a catty, we have to go to the county to rent a shop.”

Liang Feng raised his head and rolled his eyes at him, "Oh, that's a good idea, do you have the money to rent a shop?"

"Father..." The second child felt a little awkward now.

Over the years, he actually followed others to resell some gadgets and earned some coins, but he bought small snacks and ate them with his wife and son.

Hey, it's all because these two people are not up to date, it's so delicious.

He scratched his head indiscriminately, and looked earnestly at his own father, "Isn't there still you?"

"What nonsense?"

Hearing this, Liang Mengchun took a close pat on him, the second kid was never reliable, and now he actually took aim at his old father's savings, it's too shameful.

Realizing that he was being beaten again, Liang Zhongxia glared at his elder brother angrily, but dared not fight back.

"It's not that way of selling."

Liang Feng didn't want to talk too much to this idiot. He took a steamed bun with thick noodles that had just been cooked, split it from the middle, put a piece of stewed meat in it, and poured a spoonful of marinade with chopped green peppers and coriander. , Pass it to the second child.

"Try it."

Liang Zhongxia took a big bite, his eyes lit up immediately.

"It's delicious, the steamed buns are even tastier than usual, and all the gravy has gone in."

As he said that, he opened his mouth and took another big bite, almost half of the cake was bitten off.

Seeing this, that brat Bao'er couldn't bear it anymore, jumped up and grabbed his father's sleeve, "Oh, dad, give me a bite, give me a bite..."

"The head of the house, and me...don't eat it up!"

The family of three shook their heads in unison.

"Father, do you want to make meat into cakes and sell them?" Meng Chun never forgot the crux of the question, looking at the scene in front of him, he asked in great surprise.

"Well, our family usually eats rough noodles. I think we will mix thick noodles with white flour to make thick flatbreads, and then put meat in it and pour some marinade, so that we can not only fill our stomachs, but also eat a lot of food. Taste the taste of meat. If there is not much meat, the cost will not be too high. Those coolies on the pier consume a lot of energy every day and have no taste in their mouths. Most of them will buy some to try."

Meng Chun nodded repeatedly when he heard the words, his father's words made sense.

In the slack season, when he really couldn't find a job, he would choose to go to the pier with his third child to carry bags. After all, the wages for this job were higher than other jobs.

But to be honest, I'm really tired. What if one day the work is heavier than usual and consumes a lot of energy, and the bread at home is not enough to eat.

They gritted their teeth, and would go to the stall to buy a bowl of noodles, and drink a few sips of tea, but for this, it would cost at least four or five renminbi.

"Good idea, father, 1 catty of meat costs fifty Wen. Except for the upper-middle-class people in the county town, I am afraid no one else would be willing to buy it. If you only have a few Wen, you can eat meat and pancakes mixed with white flour. The pier Those coolies must be unbearable."

"Yes yes yes..."

After one pancake was eaten, Liang Zhongxia approached with a playful smile again.

Liang Feng ignored him and just patted the eldest son on the shoulder, "We'll make it into Roujiamo and sell it mainly to the coolies on the wharf. They use up a lot of energy every day. When you make cakes, they must be thick."

"I know, Dad, we don't just want to do business for that one time, maybe we have to stay on that side for a long time in the future."

"Okay, what should I do? The boss and the third daughter-in-law have already read it before, and you must have memorized it based on your skill in the two stoves. As for the stew, I have to prepare it myself every time. You three will be in charge of this job."

"Okay, Dad."

"By the way, let me make it clear to you that this ingredient recipe is not passed down from our Liang family's ancestors. It was written to us by a heir of a chef family who I saved on the road when I was out."

"But it's our family's big secret now, the chicken that lays the golden egg. If anyone leaks it out, I won't say anything else. I'll go directly to the yamen and sue you bastards for being unfilial."

Liang Zhongxia, who was originally full of joy, was shocked when he heard his father's words. Is there still such an operation?

"Oh my god, dad, why are you like this?" He couldn't help yelling, "You still went to the Yamen to sue us, my dad, the child made a mistake, so I went to the ancestral hall and asked the elders of the clan to come out for a lesson, just you You are so cruel to your son, we all picked it up, right?"

Liang Feng rolled his eyes silently, I originally picked you up halfway through.

Also, this old bastard is so cheap and likes to brag and show off outside, he was really afraid that this guy would accidentally slip his mouth, so he said seriously, "Yes, I picked them up, you think I'm cruel, Just go and spend time with your mother, she will definitely love you very much."

Thinking of her mother's superb behavior, Liang Zhongxia couldn't help shivering.

No, he turned his head to face his father, smiled and flattered him, "Father, why are you so serious, I'm joking with you, oh, how can I be willing to leave you?"

"Oh. I don't know you yet." Liang Feng scolded with a smile and kicked him.

Liang Zhongxia laughed and jumped away, jumping to the side of his wife to look at the steaming meat in the pot.

A burst of fragrance came out, thinking that in the future, these would become a lot of copper coins, and he had no time to think about arguing with his father anymore, his heart was like bubbles bubbling in a pot, boiling over and over again .

……

In the evening, the star had just climbed into the sky, and candles were already lit in the hall of the Liang family.

Under Liang Feng's guidance, the third child made some white lampshades for the house, so the hall was a little brighter than usual at night, reflecting everyone's anxious expressions clearly.

Everyone sat upright at the same time, waiting for Liang Feng to come over and have dinner together. Then, as soon as he stepped into the room, he heard someone's voice kept ringing.

"Taste first..."

"It's delicious, take another bite..."

"Oh, I ate too fast just now, I didn't taste the taste, I'll take another bite..."

Xiao Shitou just came back from fishing with his friends outside, sweating profusely from playing, and was very hungry. When he got home, he knew that there was meat to eat tonight, so he was very excited.

As a result, as soon as he was on the table, he was stunned by his second uncle's flamboyant operation.

For a moment, he didn't care about his seniority, and shouted angrily, "Ah, second uncle, stop quickly, grandpa hasn't come yet, you're going to eat up the whole pot?"

After all, meat is a rare thing, and I don’t know when the next time I will eat it, so I must let my grandpa taste it first.

Little Shitou is the grandson of their parents. He is smart and generous. Unlike Bao'er, a little villain who thinks about being lazy all day long, Liang Feng usually values ​​him a little more. He doesn't want to reveal his secrets when he needs to do something Yes, usually what he was told to do.

How can he be so wronged, after all, he will continue to order in the future, so he conveniently put a large piece of stewed meat into his bowl.

Then, I made a smaller piece for Bao'er and Yingying, perfect.

"Father, they are still children, how can they eat such good food?"

"You brothers are all grown up. I'm not capable of starving to death. I don't care about it. But my grandchildren are still babies, so I can't starve to death."

"Pfft...haha," Liang Zhongxia couldn't help laughing, "Father, why did you become so nasty, what about the baby...Oh my god?"

Then, he successfully received everyone's glaring glances. This person is usually not upright, and now he is even more excessive. He even spit casually while eating, which is too careless.

Liang Shuqiu also laughed, and raised his hand to stroke his daughter's withered and yellow hair.

Yingying, who was concentrating on eating the meat, felt the warmth of the top of her head, raised her head and smiled sweetly at him, with a lot of sauce around her mouth, which was greasy.

He glanced again at his wife, who was eating quietly beside her. Wang soon sensed her husband's gaze, and pursed her lips cautiously at him.

They still have a lot of work to do these days, but the whole person is [-] times happier than before. They will no longer be bullied and insulted at every turn, and Yingying can go out to play happily.

In the days to come, it would be nice to be like this for a long time.

After thinking about it, he rushed to the chief position, showing a simple and honest smile, "Thank you, Dad."

"Thank you, they are all surnamed Liang." Liang Feng couldn't see other people showing such expressions, and hurriedly changed the subject, "You adults use your own chopsticks. It's a bit disgusting to ask me to share. Anyway, don't It’s cheaper for the second child alone.”

"Dad..."

Because the dishes are surprisingly rich, after democratic selection, everyone unanimously agreed to carry out the goodness to the end. Tonight, what is cooked is dry rice, not the usual soup that is so rare that you can't get a few grains of rice.

At this time, everyone, regardless of gender, age, or age, was waving their right hands quickly, stuffing spoonfuls of rice into their mouths, and their cheeks were bulging and beating the beat for them. They really gobbled it up.

Within 10 minutes, all the dishes were empty, and even the marinade was poured into the bowl to eat with rice, and there was not much left.

……

After the meal, everyone chatted for a few more words, and then went back to their rooms to wash up.

Liang Feng was alone, sitting on the bed and clearing his savings. After all, it would cost some money to prepare tools, buy ingredients, and even market funds.

If you can't even make up the opening cost, isn't today's rainbow fart too embarrassing?

Where is the dignity of the father?

Where is the dignity of the traverser?

Where is the dignity of having a system hook?

According to the original memory, Liang Feng took out a box from the wooden compartment at the bottom of the bed. After opening it, there were several silver ingots neatly stacked inside, and several strings of copper coins.

Fuck, he really doesn't care about money. It's been a few days since he passed through, and he just remembered to take stock of his small coffers until now.

In the past few years, the original owner has been doing some fine carpentry work for a wealthy family outside, and he has about tens of taels of silver in his account every year.

However, since Liang Jidong went to the county to go to school four years ago, the family has had a fixed expenditure of 20 taels of silver every year, so there is basically no money saved.

But this is what happened in recent years, and I still saved some money in the past few years.

Liang Feng counted carefully, and there are about 70 taels left. With such savings, he is regarded as a good family in the village. It stands to reason that the food should not be so poor on weekdays, making the children in the family so thin that they are not grown up.

It's just that Mrs. Zheng wholeheartedly hoped that the youngest son would be selected as a scholar in the future, so he was very tight about the money, fearing that it would delay his future examinations in Fucheng and Nanzhili Prefecture.

Fortunately, Liang Feng, um, got back the key to the main house from Mrs. Zheng on the first day she got out of bed. Otherwise, Mrs. Zheng might have secretly taken the money to the Mrs. Zheng's house, and he would have been considered a loss. big.