MTL - The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension-Chapter 27 please help

  Chapter 27 Please help

  Zhao Dong and Sun Mei worked together to carry the soybean milk and pour it onto the filter cloth.

   There was a bang, and the milky white soybean milk flowed through the filter cloth into the large basin below.

Zhao Dong thought of something, and suddenly said: "Daughter-in-law, I just thought about it, and now it's really tiring to make three or four hundred catties of tofu a day. It's okay for a day or two, and no one can bear it after a long time. All, we are Time to hire a helper."

  Sun Mei: "A helper?"

Zhao Dong nodded, and analyzed: "Yeah, I just did the math, all the tofu sellers in the afternoon have increased the amount, so after this, I can earn a tael of silver a day today, and it doesn't cost much to hire a helper, and It can also reduce our workload, which is very cost-effective.”

  Hearing this, Sun Mei nodded approvingly: "It's indeed good, but if we hire helpers, our way of making tofu will be lost. If we want to make a lot of money, we won't be able to make it."

  Zhao Dong thought for a while and said: "Yes, I also had this concern before. So, in order to avoid this, the helper we hired should be our own, reliable."

   "Owner?"

  Sun Mei not only thought about it.

  The father-in-law of the blood-related family, and the stepmother's family, definitely can't find it. It's good if she doesn't come to grab the tofu recipe.

  As for Wang's youngest son, Zhao Qiu, although he has always had a good relationship with the eldest and their second wife, if he comes to help, then Wang will definitely force him to hand over the prescription, and he can't find it.

  As for the elder sister-in-law Zhu, forget it, you can't find her even if you kill her.

  Thus, after much deliberation, only her natal family is left among her own people.

  Sun Mei looked at Zhao Dong: "You don't mean to call me my natal family..."

   "Haha, that's right, daughter-in-law, you really have a heart for me."

Zhao Dong laughed and said to his wife: "Look, the brothers of my father-in-law's family are all good-natured, so you don't have to worry about leaking the recipe. Also, even if we can't just focus on making money for ourselves, I have to pull my father-in-law to earn together, I have already thought about it, and I will give them 30% of the shares, what do you think?"

   "It's not bad."

  Sun Mei's heart was moved when she heard that, and her natal family was in Sunjiazhuang, not far from Zhaozhai Village, just one village away, and it didn't take a quarter of an hour to walk back and forth.

  Over there, Zhao Dong continued: "I'm going to the market the day after tomorrow, and we have to pick some lotus leaves. It just so happens that there is a lotus pond in Sunjiazhuang. Let's bring some tofu to the old man's house by the way, and talk about it."

  Sun Mei thought it was ok, nodded in agreement, and suddenly asked in doubt: "Why are you picking lotus leaves?"

  Zhao Dong was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled complacently: "Daughter-in-law, look, look, you still said that you read a lot of novels. I'm going to the market the day after tomorrow. What can I wrap tofu for the guests? You can't use lotus leaves."

  In ancient times, oiled paper and lotus leaves were packaged and eaten. Oiled paper is more expensive and not cost-effective, but lotus leaves are cheaper. You can buy three or four sheets for one penny, and one lotus leaf can wrap two pieces of tofu.

  Sun Mei suddenly realized that she patted her forehead, and said with a smile: "Ah, I forgot, by the way, you don't read novels, how do you know?"

   "Hahaha, actually I don't know, butcher Zhao told me that he often goes to the market to sell meat..."

  …

  In the kitchen, the two chatted and were busy with the work in hand, but they didn't feel tired.

  —

  The next day, early in the morning, after the villagers who sold the tofu took the tofu away, Zhao Dong and the others wrapped a large piece of tofu in a steamed cloth, and packed a few bowls of bean curd in a bamboo tube, and they were ready to go to Sunjiazhuang.

  Sun Mei carried the bamboo basket on her back, and seeing that Zhao Zhitong hadn't come out of the room, she stood in the yard and shouted: "Tongtong, let's go, what are you lounging about in the room?"

   "Coming~"

  Zhao Zhitong responded with a yell, and ran out of the house carrying a small bamboo basket.

   This bamboo basket was made by Zhao Dong for her. It is very small, as big as a head, just big enough for a little girl to carry.

  After returning home from school yesterday afternoon, Zhao Dong said that she was going to grandpa's house today, so she ran to the roadside to pick some wild flowers and decorated her own small basket.

   It's just that when she woke up this morning, all the flowers were gone, and she suffered for a long time because of this.

  Sun Mei locked the door of the main room, stepped forward and took Zhao Zhitong's hand and asked, "What are you doing in the house?"

  Zhao Zhitong was very happy: "I prepared gifts for my cousins."

  At this time, Zhao Dong had already pushed the cart out, standing outside the door and urging the girls in the yard.

   "Hey, are you two ready, let's go, let's go, we have to pick lotus leaves."

   "Come on, come on, it's not your baby girl who dawdled."

  Speaking, Sun Mei carried Zhao Zhitong onto the cart, turned around and locked the gate, and the three of them set off towards Sunjiazhuang.

  …

  Zhao Zhitong sat on the scooter, looking here and there along the way, so excited.

  As soon as he arrived at the village of Sunjiazhuang, Zhao Zhitong finally couldn't sit still, and yelled that he was about to come down: "Daddy, let me down, I can go by myself."

  Zhao Dong had no choice but to stop the car. Sun Mei carried Zhao Zhitong out of the car and kept telling her to be careful not to fall.

   "I'm already a child in the middle class, so I won't fall." Zhao Zhitong yelled in a childish voice, rushing forward.

  Sun Mei was helpless: "You run so fast, do you know where your grandpa's house is?"

  Zhao Zhitong shouted loudly: "I know, I know, I have a good memory."

  Sun Mei's natal family is on this street, so both of them felt at ease, and left her alone.

  Zhao Zhitong looked left and right while running, and when he saw a big rock in front of the door of a family, he rushed straight over. As soon as he reached the door, he slammed on the door and shouted loudly towards the inside.

   "Grandpa, grandma, Tongtong is coming to see you~"

  …

  At this time, her grandpa's house was staging a good show that must be performed almost every week.

At that time, in the courtyard, Sun Kang’s beard trembled angrily, pointing to several sons in the courtyard and yelling: “One by one, why are they so incompetent? Hey! Is this skill of our old Sun’s family just as good as it is? Will it be lost here? Why did I give birth to such unfilial sons like you!"

The three sons of the Sun family, holding their heads together, stood in the yard listening to their father's scolding, and when their father finished scolding them, they turned to scold their son who was playing beside him: "You are not good enough, why don't you study medicine well from grandpa?" , are really useless one by one."

Sun Kang snorted coldly: "Don't scold your sons, it's because you are incompetent, and none of you are born to study medicine. Either you hurry up and give me a talented one, or you can force it yourself Come out with talent, learn from me, and figure it out yourself."

  The eldest son Sun Youwei looked up at the sky, pretending not to hear: "..."

  The second son, Sun Youli, said honestly: "...Father, I'm working hard."

  The youngest son, Sun Youcai, had a hippie smile on his face, and he talked about him from left to right: "...Hey, dad, the weather is really nice today, isn't it second brother?"

  (end of this chapter)