In fact, strictly speaking, none of what Su Qingluan told Liu Yue was a "lie." But if you choose not to say it, if you choose to exaggerate it, it will make different people sound different.
Although Su Qingluan didn't say anything, he did give guidance deliberately. But Liuyue didn't know that there was no need to lie when misleading others.
In short, for Liuyue now, the jam made by Su Qingluan has become "a rare thing", "a gift made from nature's corona essence" and "not something that ordinary people can afford". The ingredients were served.
And those who can produce such unique ingredients have also become a halo for Liuyue.
Su Qingluan looked at Liuyue who was fooled by him, and looked at Liuyue whose eyes gradually became sparkling. A trace of guilt flashed through Su Qingluan's heart, and then she thought: Miss Liuyue, don't worry, our family If you try to take advantage of others, you will never take advantage of the real poor people.
In fact, Su Qingluan himself understood that fundamentally speaking, except for the seasoning formula, his jam was just ordinary in terms of raw materials and general production methods.
The reason why it is now favored by the old lady Xie family is just because of its innovation in taste.
Su Qingluan plans to take advantage of this unique taste and seize the eye-catching elements to hype up the concept, so that he can sell the jam at a price much higher than the cost.
It's like something Su Qingluan knew in her previous life that made good Chinese food into Japanese food. The price per person has soared tenfold from two to three hundred, and it's so popular that it takes more than a month to queue up to make a reservation.
Su Qingluan does not think that those Chinese meals suddenly became particularly delicious. This is a "hype concept". To put it bluntly, it is an IQ tax.
But many people just stick to this.
To put it bluntly, using two thousand yuan to buy a considerable part of a meal is not enough money. It is a waste anyway, so why can't it be used for IQ tax?
In Su Qingluan's view, these rich people use money to buy a sense of superiority, while she sells their sense of superiority to get more practical money - not to mention, if this money can make the folks in Huaxi Village live a good life, why What about enjoying it but not doing it?
Su Qingluan came out today with a note box on her back and a small basket on her shoulder. The small basket on my shoulder contained some wild fruits, with different maturity levels and varieties. There are also some small wild flowers on the roadside, which bloom in deep purple and light yellow and are full of vitality.
Su Qingluan picked some and planned to use the unused bottles and cans to decorate them when she went home.
Liuyue looked fresh, but every pot and landscape in Xie's house was taken care of by dedicated gardeners and servants, so she didn't need to worry about it as an errand girl. So although she was itching to see it, she couldn't rashly say that she would take these flowers and plants with her. go back.
However, the young girl couldn't resist the attraction of these beautiful and cute little things, and couldn't help but ask: "Will these flowers survive after being picked? They are all wilted."
Seeing Liu Yue's curious eyes, Su Qingluan smiled and said: "This kind of flower that grows in the wild has the strongest skin. Although it is wilting now, if you go back and put it in the water, it will bloom in less than an hour or two. I can recover slowly."
Liuyue sighed: "Since I was sold into the Xie family when I was five years old, I haven't been to the countryside for a long time. I have forgotten what the outside world is like." As she said this, a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes.
"Look at the wild flowers in the mountains. Although they are not as valuable as peonies and peonies, they still look pretty, don't they? And they bloom so freely that they can't help but be trimmed with scissors..."
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "The peonies and peonies need to be pruned, but with the greenhouse and fertile soil, they don't need to fend for themselves, and they won't encounter the violent storm outside, right?"
Liuyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Qingluan, you are right. Peony does not need to struggle in the storm. She is much luckier than many flowers that wither early."
Although there was a hint of relief in her words, there was still an indelible feeling of envy.
Su Qingluan naturally knew that it would be very disgraceful to say something like "There is no such thing as a perfect thing" at this time.
but……
"What are you doing?" Liuyue looked at what Su Qingluan was doing with the rustling wild flowers she picked.
Su Qingluan did not answer Liuyue's words, but asked: "Which one do you like?" He pointed to the various wild flowers blooming in front of him.
Liuyue didn't know what she meant, but she still told the truth: "I like the yellow one, it's bright and looks good."
Su Qingluan nodded and picked many bright yellow wild flowers that Liu Yue liked.
This kind of wild flower is not like the plum blossom. The rhizome is very small, and the flower is only the size of a fingertip. This kind of wild flower that Su Qingluan couldn't name has several more layers than the plum blossom. Although the flowers are not that big, they are about the size of longan, and the rhizomes are very slender, slender, and flexible.
Since the raw materials were very handy, Su Qingluan knitted a small garland in just a moment, and then handed it to Liuyue: "Here, the garland on the head is too conspicuous. I guess I will be scolded if Zhang Ma sees it when I go back." . You can wear this small one on your wrist. If you feel it is in the way, you can just throw it away when you go back."
Liuyue carefully took the bracelet woven with wild flowers: "This...is this for me?"
Su Qingluan laughed: "Of course it's for you - besides Liuyue, is there a third person here?"
Liu Yue suddenly blushed with embarrassment: "I'm obviously older than you, but I still ask you to make these things for me..."
Su Qingluan laughed: "You look only fifteen or sixteen years old, about the same age as me."
In fact, from the perspective of Su Qingluan, who was in his twenties in his previous life, he was still a child at the age of fifteen or sixteen.
Liuyue obviously liked this bracelet very much. She put it on her hand and looked around, and told Su Qingluan some innocuous little anecdotes about her daily life in Xie's Mansion. Su Qingluan was not idle along the way, except picking some wild flowers. Besides wild fruits, her main target is various wild fungi.
Su Qingluan rarely has the opportunity to go to such deep woods - rather, most Huaxi villagers don't have the time. After all, every family has fields to cultivate and pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese to feed. Maybe even part-time work.
All in all, there are basically no people in Huaxi Village who specialize in collecting mushrooms, and the mushrooms in this mountain forest are nothing special. Therefore, unless they are used for daily food, almost no one comes to such a deep forest to collect mushrooms.
In fact, Su Qingluan is not particularly good at finding fungi. He only picks those designated non-toxic species, such as hazel mushrooms and oyster mushrooms.
All in all, don’t seek merit but seek no fault. Whenever there is a little bit of uncertainty, Su Qingluan would rather throw it away than put it in his backpack.
While collecting mushrooms, I also encountered a black-browed elaphe and a ridge-scale elaphe, both of which are common non-venomous snakes.
Su Qingluan thought for a while, and there were no laws in this era that stipulated that wild non-venomous snakes could not be caught, so she simply squeezed the snake's gall and threw it into the basket at the back, planning to go back and cook it - she hadn't eaten eel in a long time, and it was a snake. Use meat instead.
Walking and chatting like this, by the time the two people walked out of the woods, the sun had passed noon.
When the two girls arrived at the place where the carriage had stopped, they saw the driver tying his horse to a big tree nearby and leaning against the tree to take a nap.
The curtains on the carriage were drawn up, and the other little girl who was left behind was sitting at the door, chasing away mosquitoes and flies. The sun shone just after noon, restoring a bit of joy to the originally cool weather. The warmth made Zhang Ma and the little girl who was fanning a little drowsy.
The horse was more alert than the three sleepy humans around him.
Before Su Qingluan and Liu Yue came close, the horse raised its head from its original state of quietly grazing.
The horse pulling the carriage moved. Although it was tied to the tree, its whole body was pulling the body of the carriage, so the entire carriage shook violently forward.
With such a flash, the three drowsy people in the carriage and under the shade of the trees immediately woke up. Seeing Su Qingluan and Liu Yue walking over, Zhang Ma nodded noncommittally and looked at Liu Yue.
As for Liuyue, although she didn't nod, her eyes slightly looked toward the ground.
Su Qingluan didn't know what the two people's glances meant, but she had already said clearly or indirectly what needed to be said, and the rest was beyond her scope to interfere.
The reason why Zhang Ma sent June to follow her was just to spread the word.
After all, compared to myself, a little country girl with "unknown origins" and "rude behavior", the little maid in front of her can gain Zhang Ma's trust more.
Sure enough, after Su Qingluan came back with Liuyue, Zhang Ma's attitude towards her was much calmer than before, and she even invited Su Qingluan to get on the carriage and give her a ride.
But Su Qingluan declined - just kidding, if you ride a carriage on a mountain road like this, you may have to be shaken out even if you have dinner overnight.
Zhang Ma probably also thought of the "power" of riding a carriage on such a mountain road, so she simply got off the car and walked. She waited until she was out of the mountain range and reached a relatively flat dirt road before she got back into the carriage.
Along the way, she only picked up some trivial matters and briefly talked to Su Qingluan. Su Qingluan could also see that Zhang Ma didn't really want to chat with her. Simply saying nothing like this, according to the Her social system can be considered "discourteous".
Since it was a social rhetoric, Su Qingluan simply acted as a competent complimenter. She would give a compliment or two to whatever Zhang Ma said, and there was actually a lot of back and forth chatting along the way.
However, even if chatting can distract the energy appropriately, when Su Qingluan and Zhang Ma's group parted at the fork in the road, Zhang Ma looked a little pale and covered her mouth with a handkerchief, looking very uncomfortable.
Probably a little queasy.
Silently sympathizing with Zhang's mother, who still had to take a carriage for a long distance, Su Qingluan returned to her home. She first put the wilted wild flowers in an old ceramic jar that was not being used, and then turned to the kitchen. But they happened to meet Yang and Su Guangfu who were coming back from the stall, and Su Xuanhe who was picked up from the school.
The little girl Su Xueyan who was playing in the yard opposite heard the commotion, said goodbye to Sun Guixiang, and ran back. Seeing Su Qingluan carrying a bamboo basket, she raised her head and asked: "Sister, have you brought back anything delicious? "
