Chapter 110: Chapter no: Face the Reality
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Ah, in terms of reputation and status, the two more significant aspects, the Qiao Family falls short compared to the Tong Family.
Compared to land and wealth, reputation and status seem to be more important.
Acknowledging this fact, Qiao Changshun felt depressed. He had previously thought that the two families were comparable in status.
“Dad, don’t just eat the steamed bun, eat some vegetables.” Seeing him only eating the steamed bun, Qiao Xiaomai pushed the dish towards him.
Qiao Changshun responded lowly, his gaze lingering on Qiao Xiaomai for a moment.
Then his frustration eased somewhat.
Their family might not match up to the Tong Family right now, but he had not heard of any girl in the nearby villages who was better than Qiao Xiaomai.
As long as Tong Sanlang remains unmarried, Qiao Xiaomai still has a chance.
With this in mind, Qiao Changshun quickly finished his steamed bun, then started drinking pig trotter soup, “Xiaomai, when do you plan to make those bean sprouts you mentioned?”
“And how do you plan to sell them once they’re ready?” Qiao Changshun continued to ask.
“Hmm…send some to Jiji Residence and Zuixian Building, sell the rest in the village, at a cheaper price.” She initially planned to sell tofu in the village to build her family’s reputation, aiming to gain popularity.
Who knew that Shopkeeper He would buy them all, so that idea was scrapped.
The sprouts can’t be bought out now.
“That sounds good, sell them in the village,” Qiao Changshun agreed, nodding.
He also wished to enhance their reputation in the village, his idea coinciding perfectly with Qiao Xiaomai’s.
Thus, the plan was set. Since it was raining and they couldn’t go anywhere, Qiao Xiaomai began sprouting beans.
First, select the beans, discard the bad ones, and keep the plump ones. After washing them, pour the beans into a wooden basin, add a small amount of water, just enough to cover the beans, and that’s it.
“That’s all?” Qiao Changshun and Qiao Dami were intrigued.
“Yes, let them soak first, then they’ll need watering,” Qiao Xiaomai nodded.
“This…” Qiao Changshun scratched his head. Cold jelly noodles, tofu and bean curd seemed high in technical content in his view, but aren’t these sprouts too simple?
“It’s that simple. I stumbled upon sprouting soybeans. If it was complicated, do you think I could’ve tried it casually?” ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ novel⁂fire.net
Qiao Changshun rubbed his hands, this made sense.
“Dad, you go on weaving baskets, I’ll go make clothes,” Qiao Xiaomai stepped into her room.
It was initially planned to collect chicken feet from the town today, but with the rain, it was naturally out of the question.
Qiao Changshun went back under the shed and continued to weave baskets with willow strips.
Qiao Dami squatted beside him, leisurely cracking melon seeds in his hands.
He didn’t like to run around, especially in the rain. His house had brick flooring, but the outside was all dirt roads, all muddy with one step. Yeah, staying home is better.
The rain continued for three days, quenching the land, transforming it into a tender green.
Qiao Changshun couldn’t help but sigh again. This time enough rain was collected, and there would be no need to water the fields before harvest. When can he experience the feel of irrigating a field with a donkey?
“Dad, shall we go to town?” Qiao Xiaomai stood next to the donkey cart and asked.
She wanted the chicken feet, and also wanted to see how the tofu and bean curd at the Zuixian Building were doing.
In addition, Shopkeeper He’s 150 acres of land, three days have passed, he should give her an answer now.
“To town.” Qiao Changshun responded, thus the three members of the family once again boarded the donkey cart, rolling comfortably towards Bailu Town..