The Analects of Righteous Father’s Collapse

"Little girl, have you sold out all the red bean cakes?"

While Bai Lan was packing up the stall and was going to leave with the river, the first lady who had come to buy red bean cake from here was back again.

"Yes madam, it's all sold out."

Bai Lan looked at the little fool who was making silly cakes because she promised to go home because she promised to go home. She smiled and said to the old lady.

"Oh, it's just a while, how can it be sold out."

The old lady sighed and stomped her foot.

"Auntie, is her red bean cake delicious?"

The red bean cake sold by Bailan on the edge was expensive, and those who were not willing to buy it looked at this old lady's attitude and couldn't help it.

"Delicious, better than Wufangzhai's red bean cake."

The old lady nodded her head, and originally heard that Bailan sold red bean cakes for three dollars, but she was reluctant to buy them. Only because the little grandson was crying to eat, she ruthlessly bought a piece to help the little grandson. .

She asked Xiaosun Sun to hold the piece of red bean cake herself, and then took Xiaosun Sun to a place not far away from the vegetable dealers to buy the ingredients she needs today. It was delicious, but I didn't expect Xiaosun Sun to say that this red bean cake is even better than what Wufangzhai sells.

At that time, the old lady did not believe it, because Wufangzhai is a famous local pastry shop. It is said that the dessert shops have been opened in Fucheng. The local dignitaries will send people from the government to buy signature snacks and seasonal snacks. The new product, she looked at the dress of the lady who sold the pastry, how could she make red bean cake better than Wufangzhai.

The old lady couldn't resist taking a bite of the red bean cake held by her little grandson, and was immediately impressed by its taste.

Red bean cake is a traditional cake that looks simple but is actually difficult to make. The ingredients are not well-matched. The cake body is too soft or too hard. There is also sugar control. Too sweet red bean cake is easy to produce. The taste of greasiness, the lack of sugar in the cakes and the lack of pastries makes the essence of desserts disappear.

There is one more important step in making red bean cake, which is the feeling of the finished product entrance. The old lady has also made red bean cake several times, but it is because there are too many scum and there is not enough stirring in the process of cooking red beans. The entrance of the cake is not good. She originally thought that the red bean cake of Wufangzhai had already done the best of this traditional pastry. Only after she tasted the red bean cake made by the little girl from the farmhouse, did she know what it means to be delicate and smooth.

In addition to the preserved red bean particles, the rest of the cake body can be melted away with only a slight squeeze of the tongue, and even an elderly person such as her who has lost some teeth can easily chew.

If not afraid that eating the piece of red bean cake would make the little grandson cry, the old lady wanted to eat the piece of red bean cake.

Now that she was halfway back, she wanted to buy a few more pieces of red bean cake to go home, so that the family could taste it, but she didn't expect her to be late. After a while, the red bean cake would be sold out.

"It's better than Wufangzhai's red bean cake!"

Although the red bean cake from Wufangzhai is also a piece of money, it can be strictly said that the price of red bean cake sold by Bailan is still cheaper than that of Wufangzhai, because each piece of red bean cake she sells comes from the red bean cake sold by Wufangzhai. Thick, it looks a little bigger.

If the red bean cake sold by Bailan is still better than the red bean cake sold by Wufangzhai, it would be too cost-effective.

"Are you going to the market to sell red bean cake tomorrow?"

The old lady looked at Bai Lan and asked.

"Come on, I will come over these days."

Bailan thought that the living mother-in-law in the field could cope with it, and the income from selling pastries was much higher than farming. As long as the pastries sold well, she would come to the market to sell pastries for a while.

"Oh, is it true that you said that you bought more and cheaper?"

The old lady then asked.

"Well, one piece of pastry costs three yuan, three pieces of pastry cost eight yuan, and six pieces of pastry cost fifteen. The more you buy, the cheaper the price."

When Bailan was in Houfu, she learned some common words and some arithmetic with the wife who was responsible for buying, and now it happens to use the skills she learned in the past life to sell cakes.

"I'll make it clear that the original three pieces of pastry cost nine yuan, but now only eight text. If you buy three pieces of red bean cake, you will earn a penny. The original fifteen pieces can only buy five pieces of pastry. Now you can buy six. A piece is equivalent to getting a piece of red bean cake, which means earning three pennies."

Seeing that the people on the side didn't understand what she meant, Bailan recounted it in a more plain language.

She said that everyone understood.

In particular, Bailan did not say how much money would be discounted by buying more, but used the term earning to make everyone subconsciously think that buying more is making money, and the more they think it is more cost-effective to buy more than less.

"I knew I just bought one more piece just now."

The person who had originally bought two pieces of pastry thumped his chest to the side.

"Then you must remember to come tomorrow, when I will buy more."

The people on the edge said, "Anyway, the red bean cake is quite durable, and this cake is also available to relatives."

Bai Lan responded with a smile, and then packed his things and drove the crowd away.

******

"Ten articles, ten articles, ten articles...one hundred articles."

Jiang Miao's arithmetic is not good, and she is not very skilled at counting numbers with more than two digits, so she stacks dozens of copper plates, and she breaks one finger when the stack is not counted. When all ten fingers are broken At that time, the ten stacks of copper plates were piled into a pile, which was one hundred penny.

"One hundred essays, two hundred essays, three hundred essays...and thirty-seven essays, these are a total of three hundred thirty-seven essays."

Looking at the copper plates piled up in front of him, Jiang Miao's breathing became rapid, and there was a feeling of being out of breath.

"How come there is so much money, this red bean cake really makes money?"

Jiang Miao's did not think that the red bean cake was so easy to sell. With just one morning's effort, he earned more than three hundred texts, excluding the cost of raw materials, and at least netted two hundred and sixty texts.

If it is ten days, then add one more zero, one hundred days and two zeros, three hundred and sixty-five days a year.

"Call-call-call -"

Jiang Miao didn't dare to think about it anymore, because that figure seemed to her to be a huge amount that would be earned in most of her life.

"Lan'er, this family depends on you. It's really a blessing for a mother-in-law to have a daughter-in-law like you."

Economic status determines the status of the family. Bailan can make money, but still earns a lot of money. Jiang Miao naturally treats her differently.

"Mother, I thought that besides the red bean cake, we can also make some other cakes. Anyway, the recipe left by my aunt is good, and I won’t worry about selling, and I am thinking that since the cakes are easy to sell, then we Don’t plant other crops in the three acres of the family. Just plant glutinous rice, sesame, red mung beans and other crops that can be used for pastry, so that we can save money on food."

It’s a good thing for the old lady to change her mind. Bai Lan still has her little girl in her belly. If the girl’s life is prosperous when the little girl is born, according to the old lady’s superstition, her girl should be a little girl. Fortunately, Fuxing's status at home will also be improved. Although it may not be as good as the status of the river and her son Dahu in the mind of the old lady, it is at least more valued by the old lady than the grandchildren of Dafang Erfang.

"Well, listen to you."

Jiang Miao nodded again and again, mung beans and red beans are also good things anyway. Many pastry shops collect them. Even if they don't make pastries at home, they don't have to worry about not selling them.

It's just that these crops are troublesome to serve, but the old lady now has a passion to use in the fields to make money for her son to see madness. Even if the crops Jingui is troubled, it is not difficult for her.

"I haven't bought any meat at home since the separation. Lan'er, you go to the village of Zhu Dahu to buy a small piece of pork and come back. We will eat pork stew noodles later."

Jiang Miao took out twenty copper plates from the hundreds of essays and asked his daughter-in-law to buy a piece of meat from the butcher at the village entrance.

Looking at the family because of the daughter-in-law's good craftsmanship, the family is finally heading, and the old lady is also very generous.

"Good mother."

Bai Lan smiled and took the twenty penny. She hadn't eaten a bite of meat since she returned to this era. At this time, she was also greedy.

Moreover, Bailan heard that her mother was eating well, and the children in her stomach could be raised well. Her daughter, Zhuhua, was thinner than her peers. Bailan thought it was probably because she was too laborious when she was pregnant with her. I have already thought about it. This time I have to take good care of my daughter Zhuhua. The so-called good care naturally starts when I am pregnant.

******

"Master, what are you doing in these three rooms?"

The familiar scent came from next door again, Xu Xiaocao angrily put down his chopsticks, and asked with dissatisfaction at Jianghai.

"I didn’t know what I did yesterday afternoon. The greedy plum blossoms were crying and making noises. I went to Zhu Dahu to buy pork at noon today. The taste of the pot of cabbage and pork stew noodles provoked your two children to clamor for meat. , I’m having dinner now, and don’t let people stop. The smell I smelled yesterday afternoon appeared again."

Xu Xiaocao couldn't understand it. Although the three rooms shared the most good things when they were separated, everyone with a discerning eye can see that the future will definitely be the worst that the three rooms have lived in.

Because there is no labor force in the three bedrooms, the only male in the three bedrooms of the Jiang family, Jiangliu is not a problem. Jiang Dahu is only two and a half years old. At least ten years before he can work in the field to support the portal, these years have been brandy. Two women with Jiang Miao.

If Jiangli can repent, he may be able to flourish in the three-room days, but isn't Jiangliu stupefied his head? The days after the Jiang family should be miserable and bleak, right.

But these days the three-bedroom small kitchen hasn't cut off the aroma of the food, and it's both pastries and meat. The days are much better than before the split.

It was hard for Xu Xiaocao to wonder if Jiang Miao had been secreted when they were separated. In fact, the Jiang family had far more people than they thought, and all of those things were cheaper.

It can be calculated carefully, how much money Xu Xiaocao made at home in these years is also counted, even if the mother-in-law Miao Jiang intercepted a part, it will not go there too much, at least not enough to support the three bedrooms to eat and wear well.

"Someone saw three younger siblings taking their third son to town in the morning, picking things up, as if to sell things."

Jiang Hai also couldn't figure it out. He always felt that he was the most tolerant of the three brothers. Now the three-bedroom life is more nourishing than him, which makes him very disgusted.

"What are you selling? Is there anything else in Sanfang that you can sell?"

Before Jiang Liu broke his head, in order to take him to the city to see a doctor, Jiang Miao sold several old hens who were laying eggs. Now, besides the house and the field, what is valuable at home?

"How do I know that you are staying at home every day, can you not inquire?"

Jiang Hai felt that the nourishment of Sanfang's life might be related to what the third wife took to sell in the town.

"I haven't been idle this day. I will wash and cook for your grandfather. I feed the chickens and ducks at home. How much pig food do you eat for the two pigs you hold after separation? Really? Do you think I will not work?"

Xu Xiaocao felt that his credit had been wiped out, so he explained with anger.

"I didn't say you didn't work, but you still live under an eaves, there is something moving there, you should pay more attention to it."

Jiang Hai didn't want to quarrel with Xu Xiaocao. He was afraid of being embarrassed when he was heard by the second son and third family next door.

"I will notice later."

After Jiang Hai spoke softly, Xu Xiaocao was not angry.

She received it when she saw it, saying that she would stare at the three rooms to see what they had to do to make money.

******

Since she first tasted the sweetness in selling pastries, Bailan will make some pastries every day and sell them in the town early the next day. Of course, she will not forget to bring her live signature river.

In addition to picking things, Jiangliu did nothing, he just sat on the side of the stall, and then took a piece of pastry given to him by Bailan and ate it happily.

The beautiful little lady who sells tofu is called tofu xishi, and the living sign of his pastry stall must at least be accompanied by a pastry Pan'an.

Because he realized the ability of Jiangliu to bring goods, Bailan was not stingy with him when selling pastries. Usually, Jiangli could eat three or four pastries in the morning.

Bailan uses good raw materials, flour and sugar. After a period of time, the river flows a little more fat, and it looks more white and tender.

Good-looking and chubby silly boys are most liked by old ladies, and most of them who come out to buy food are also older ladies who are particularly willing to patronize Bailan's business, especially knowing that Jiangliu's brain is bad and the whole family When supported by the business of Bailan, they are more willing to take care of their business.

In addition to the sale of red bean cakes, Bailan also launched a new product-honeycomb cakes.

This is the technique that Bailan learned from the hands of a kitchen lady who came from the south of Houfu. The honeycomb cake is also called golden cake. The raw materials are cassava coconut milk and eggs. The whole is golden, so it has the name of golden cake.

It was also in that lifetime that Bai Lan knew that there was still such a pastry, so when she launched this new pastry, the old customers had never tasted it, and few people were willing to pay for it.

Because of this, today's pastries are selling slower than usual. When the red bean cakes are all sold out, more than half of the golden cakes remain.

"Daughter-in-law, eat."

Jiang Liu teared a piece of gold cake and delivered it to Bai Lan's mouth. She was still blaming her for launching new pastry. Bai Lan was stunned. She never thought she could eat the food that Jiang Liu took to her mouth one day.

This man has always been selfish. When he had any good things, he thought of himself for the first time, and then Meng Jiao Niang and his filthy son. He and a pair of children were in a low position in his heart. Bai Lan always felt that Jiang Liu would rather not use him Throw things away, and do not want to cheap their mother and son.

"Eat, the cake is delicious."

Seeing that Bai Lan didn't open his mouth, Jiang Liu pushed the cake forward in his hand, almost reaching Bai Lan's mouth.

Bai Lan opened his mouth subconsciously and included the golden cake in his mouth.

Her craftsmanship is naturally nothing to say. The unique tenacity of gold cake is different from traditional pastries, but the taste is different. When making pastries last night, Bailan also tasted the taste of gold cake, but this time the gold cake in the mouth is the same as yesterday. At night she tasted a little different, and seemed to be sweeter.

Bailan blinked and took a deep breath.

She told herself not to be soft-hearted or soft-hearted!

Even if the river is good now, when he wakes up, he becomes the wolf-hearted, heartless beast, and now she is soft-hearted to the river, and she will feel heartache when the time comes.

Bailan thought, she was not in a hurry, nor could she fall twice on the same man.

"The daughter-in-law said, be nice to your daughter-in-law, Fusheng is good."

These days, the education of Bai Lan and Jiang Dahu is quite effective. The children with IQ of four or five years old are what adults teach and what they learn. Bai Lan and Jiang Dahu teach him to love his wife as a husband and take care of his children as a father. The behavior is the same as they had previously taught, he is sharing what he feels good with his wife.

"Good, good."

Bai Lan exaggerated him perfunctoryly, and then looked away, she couldn't help thinking whether she was too harsh on this little fool, nor was he the person who did the wrong thing.

Perhaps to evade this problem, Bailan shook her head and refocused her attention on the gold cake that was not sold out. Suddenly, she was blessed, and Bailan thought of a good way.

Before Jiangliu fed her pastries, she was inspired. Most of the reasons why old customers are reluctant to buy golden cakes are because they have never tasted such pastries before. They are afraid that the pastries will not taste good.

In this case, why didn't she cut one of the golden cakes into smaller pieces for the regular customers to try?

Bailan is confident in her craftsmanship. She feels that as long as everyone tastes the taste of golden cake, at least six out of ten are willing to buy.

No one will refuse to try something that doesn’t cost money. Many people on the side surrounded by Bai Lan’s shouts and tasted the golden cake.

Soon, the sale of the golden cake opened, and Bailan was busy collecting money, and naturally had no time to think about other things.

"It was the little woman who robbed our family's business?"

Not far away, there were several people sitting at the window and pointing at Bai Lan.

"It's impossible to grab business. This little lady sells only a single pastry. Before today, she only sold red bean cake. Today, there is one more kind of pastry. But I haven't seen that kind of pastry for more than a decade. People have studied it by myself. I have just asked someone to buy it. I will try it later."

The person standing by the window was the manager of Wufangzhai, the largest dim sum shop. He listened to the patron saying that their red bean cake was not as tasty as a little woman at the market, so he paid attention to Bailan.

"How about the taste of the red bean cake, is it better than others say?"

It’s not that the manager is too proud, but their signature red bean cake is well-known. Many large families will come to their store to buy red bean cake and go back to entertain guests, so he doesn’t quite believe that a red bean cake made by a rural woman can Catch up with the craft inherited from their century-old brands.

"This……"

The pastry chef hesitated for a while.

"It's better than what is sold in the store."

Although he didn't want to admit it, it was indeed true. His tongue could not deceive himself, and the reaction of diners could not deceive others.

"Oh."

The manager was surprised, he pondered for a moment, this is not a trivial matter, he had to inform the owner, to know that their Wufangzhai is not a big company, there are still a few old brands in the city that have the ability and Wufangzhai Competitive.

If any of them buys the recipe of red bean cake from the little woman, this will inevitably hit the reputation of their Wufangzhai.

Then I thought about it, if he could buy the recipe of the red bean cake in the hands of the little woman, and then dedicate this recipe to the owner's house, then their Wufangzhai's strength would inevitably rise to a higher level. A great hero of Zhai.

But this matter should not be rushed, and the steward looks at the errands aside.

"You inquire about the origin of the little lady."

He had to know the details of the other party in order to judge how much money he should buy.

The errand man stepped back after hearing the order, and finally Bailan, who had bought the basket of gold cakes, did not know that he was being stared at.

*****

"Jiang San's wife, took Jiang San to the town again?"

For a while, the villagers also knew that Bailan did something to eat and sell to the town.Many people envy the Jiang family for marrying a capable daughter-in-law, but think of a silly river, this envy is much less.

"Ok."

Bailan greets everyone. Unlike the original one, she has a good reputation in the village. Now that Jiangliu is frustrated and crazy, she still can't give up. Bringing the stupid man beside him day and night, Bailan's reputation is better for a time.

Everyone thought she was wronged and married a man like Jiangliu.

Meng Jiao Niang stood not far away, watching the river flow just like a child, and followed behind Bai Lan step by step. She was angry and twisted the flowers in her hands into a ball of juice.

"Humph!"

Meng Jiao Niang froze, left the flower in her hand, and twisted her ass to leave.

"She hummed, she didn't look at what she was. Compared with Jiang San's wife, she was far away."

"That is, Jiang San's daughter-in-law's life is not good. People like Jiang San should let Meng Jiao Niang be with him, and the two will harm each other."

The people on the side only said that Meng Jiao Niang didn't like to listen to everyone complimenting others, and looked at her back with disdain after she walked away.

These Meng Jiao Niang were inaudible. She returned to her house angrily, opened the closet and turned out a delicate little box, opened the box and took out a pickled plum from her mouth to contain in her mouth. Live the sour water in her stomach.

"Who made you angry?"

A man hugged her behind her, two hands were walking around her in an unruly manner, and Meng Jiao Niang’s butt was still on her lower body, a little tempting.

"Who bothers me? Who said you bother me!"

Meng Jiao Niang was taken a big jump by the suddenly appearing man, and then relaxed after hearing the other party's familiar voice.With a snort, she snapped the man's hand away, twisted her hips, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"You don't say how do I know who bothers you."

Jiang Dezhu was not angry, and he sat happily beside Meng Jiao Niang, could not wait to untie Meng Jiao Niang's clothes button.

"Good man, I want to die brother. I have been in the field these days, thinking of you little fairy day and night."

Jiang Dezhu is the second son of Changjiang Youcai in Jiangjiacun Village. He is a rare person in the village. When he was a young man, he saved some money and bought a small shop in the town, specializing in groceries. Later he married the next house. The boss's youngest daughter is Jiang Youcai's greatest pride compared to his two brothers who are still on the ground.

Usually Jiang Dezhu lives in the town, and occasionally he goes to the field because of purchases. He rarely returns to the village, so no one knows that he has already gotten good with Meng Jiao Niang.

Jiang Dezhu didn't dare to let others know, because his daughter-in-law's family was powerful, not only richer than him, but his mother-in-law's younger brother was still yamen's arrest, a little official relationship, so Jiang Dezhu was a little scared, even if he was a bit of a family, he didn't dare to concubine Nano small.

"Don't touch me, I am pregnant."

Meng Jiao Niang patted Jiang Dezhu's hand again.

"Pregnant, whose?"

Jiang Dezhu stood up, looking at Meng Jiao Niang with wide eyes and asked.

"Of course it is yours."

Hearing such a question, Meng Jiao Niang was very ashamed and indignant. "Have I ever had any other man since I was in good relationship with you? Do you think I am such a woman in the middle of the night?"

This is true, because Jiang Dezhu's generous shots can meet Meng Jiao Niang's life needs, so in the past few months, Meng Jiao Niang has not been better than other men.

At most, it's about letting people touch their hands, touch their buttocks, and get a little cheap.So Meng Jiao Niang can be sure that the child in her stomach is Jiang Dezhu.

"That was not what I meant."

That being said, Jiang Dezhu still didn't quite believe it.

Besides, he has children and daughters. There is no shortage of this unknown child in Meng Jiao Niang’s stomach.

"This child cannot stay."

Jiang Dezhu looked at Meng Jiao Niang’s belly faintly. He could play with Meng Jiao Niang, but he would never let such a woman enter the gate of his Jiang family. Besides, there is a tigress at home. Where does he dare? Let the other party know the existence of Meng Jiao Niang.

"I know you have your embarrassment, so I never thought of making you a concubine."

Meng Jiao Niang sobbed whispered, and she was not too young. Many women of her age were mothers of two or three children. Meng Jiao Niang also knew in her heart that skin and meat rice did not last long. A child, to end her retirement.

So Meng Jiao Niang didn't want to kill the child in her stomach. She wanted to find a dad for the child. At the same time, out of guilt, she would certainly be able to get compensation from Jiang Dezhu.

The child father chosen by Meng Jiao Niang is the original one.

She has been observing the men in the village for a long time, and the river is the best for her.

First of all, Jiang Liu was favored. Most of the Jiang family’s products were assigned to him. Second, Jiang Liu’s brain was dull enough. She was confident that Jiang Liu would like to be a father without knowing it. The last and most important point is that This man is obsessed with her enough.

Meng Jiao Niang knows that her reputation is not good, many men are willing to play with her but not willing to marry her into the door, but Jiang Liu is different, he likes him, and believes that her bad reputation comes from women who are jealous, just Based on this, Meng Jiao Niang was sure to seize the heart of the river and let him ask for her.

It's a pity that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes, and before waiting for what happened to her and Jiang Liu, the man broke his head and became a fool.

"Jiao Niang, you are suffering."

Jiang Dezhu was relieved to hear that Meng Jiao Niang didn't allow herself to accept her entrance.

"Right, I remember Jiang San fell stupid not long ago."

Jiang Dezhu didn't come to the village very often, but Jiang Liu fell into a silly head. He was also heard of when he was still a four-year-old child.

"Yeah, he's stupid now, I can't let a fool be our child's father."

Meng Jiao Niang sighed, and after a month or two, her stomach could not be hidden, so in such a short time, she went to find a fool for her son to be a father.

"Silly has the advantage of being silly."

Unlike Meng Jiao Niang’s disappointment, Jiang Dezhu felt that the silly river was the best shield.

If you think about it, what a fool can do, he may not even be able to tell the difference between a woman and a man. If Meng Jiao Niang can really marry the Jiang family, then it will be much more convenient for him to cheat with Meng Jiao Niang.Moreover, Jiang Liu is so stupid that he can completely let him shut the door when they are secretaries, so that he does not have to worry about others doubting.

Jiang Dezhu told his plan to Meng Jiao Niang.

"If you are really my son in your stomach, you can rest assured that I will never treat you badly. Besides, is there a better candidate than Jiang San, now he is a fool, you say the child in your stomach It’s his, who can explain it for him, I’m afraid he can’t tell.”

Jiang Dezhu tried hard to convince Meng Jiao Niang.

"but--"

Meng Jiao Niang had changed a little, but if she did that, wouldn’t she be exposed when she lied after Jiang Liu was sober.

"What are you afraid of? It's so easy to lose heart."

Jiang Dezhu is well-informed, and he has never heard that he can be cured by losing heart.

"Think about our children."

Jiang Dezhu touched Meng Jiao Niang's belly without threatening her stable life. If Meng Jiao Niang was pregnant with his child, he would still love this child a little.

"it is good."

Meng Jiao Niang was persuaded.

Yes, she had planned to climb onto the bed of the river, and then pushed the child in her belly onto him.

Now Jiangliu has become a fool. She said that she had a long history with Jiangliu, and said that the child she was pregnant with was Jiangliu. Who can refute it?

Blame the river for being stupid. It used to be stupid.

******

In the evening of the same day, when the people working in the field returned home, Meng Jiao Niang appeared outside the courtyard of the Jiang family, tearfully looking at the people in the courtyard.

Jianghai and Jianghu returned with a hoe, and they were delighted to see Meng Jiao Niang in this posture.

Jianghai/Jianghu is about to suffer!

The brothers gave each other a glance, which was the only thought in their hearts at the moment.