During this period, the entire courtyard was living in poverty.
Six hundred taels of silver were used to build a workshop, leaving the family with only ten taels of silver left to live on.
In fact, this is no longer small money, at least the brothers and sisters who lived in the ruined temple could not even think about it.
But life has always been easy from frugality to luxury, but difficult from luxury to frugality.
Everyone is used to Aunt Zhang stewing a pot of meat and frying three or five plates of side dishes every day, accompanied by seasonal fruits and vegetables. The food is nutritious and balanced.
Suddenly the cost of living is reduced.
The first thing to bear the brunt is that the one pot of meat every day has been replaced by one plate, and the side dishes are all vegetarian. The seasonal fruits and vegetables are not visible at all, and the whole table looks shabby.
Jiang Sheng was particularly embarrassed. She felt that she was the one who caused the situation in front of her and caused her brothers to suffer.
But he didn't want Xu Mo to take the lead in picking up the vegetables. After eating, he said politely, "My ancestors said in the book that eating more vegetables is good for your health."
Wen Zhiyun and Chang Yan followed closely behind, eating most of the plate of vegetables with relish.
Seeing this, Zheng Ruqian quickly joined the fight. While eating, he reminded Jiang Sheng, "If you don't eat, they will rob you all."
How could they snatch up a pile of green vegetables? They ate the rotten vegetable leaves until they almost vomited. After Aunt Zhang took care of them, she cooked most of all kinds of meat.
Big elbow, fried chicken, stewed fish...
The memory seemed to bring back the aroma of the meat. Jiang Sheng took a sip of saliva, picked up the green vegetables and swallowed them.
In order to take care of her self-esteem, her brothers chewed the leaves out of the vegetables to taste meaty.
She also has to work harder for her brothers and earn more money.
Fengjing can be called hot in July and August, but this kind of heat is more dry. There is no humidity and moisture in Anshui County, and even rain is rare.
Jiang Sheng was very happy.
Artificial fanning is required in summer, and the output of sausages and bacon is much lower than in winter, but with the premise of drying, the output is 20% higher.
Although, it’s okay if it’s not high.
In a simple vegetable market in Fengjing Xicheng.
According to the laws of the Dayu Dynasty, in order to regulate the city, all vendors selling vegetables and meat need to sell meat and vegetables in designated vegetable market locations, and most of them pay monthly rent.
Zheng Ruqian went to several places before he found this wet market that paid rent on a daily basis.
"Second brother, we are selling sausages in such a remote place, can Youranju receive any news?" Jiang Sheng asked carefully while holding ten pounds of sausages while hiding from the dirty water.
As soon as Zheng Ruqian opened his mouth, the fish-killing vendor behind him picked up the blood mixed with the fish's entrails and threw it at their backs.
Jiang Sheng was so frightened that he immediately protected the sausage.
It's too dirty, really too dirty. There are so many bloody fish scales and internal organs mixed together. There are also dead fish, rotten fish heads and fish gills that have been picked out. The fishy smell is nothing more than that. The key is that there is nowhere to put your feet on the ground. .
After pouring the pot over again, Jiang Sheng was already waiting to go home and change clothes.
However, after closing his eyes, the expected fishy smell did not hit him, but instead felt like it was rising into the sky.
Jiang Sheng opened his eyes and found that his second brother was hugging him.
She held the sausage, and he held her upright like a child, just to avoid the splash of blood and dirt.
But Jiang Sheng was at a high place and could clearly see that Zheng Ruqian's shoes were soaked in sewage, and the hem of his clothes was also stained with fish scales and internal organs.
"Second brother!" she exclaimed.
Zheng Ruqian smiled nonchalantly, drained the dirty water and placed her on a clean stone, "I'm fine, it's just a little dirty. I'll sell the sausages first and change clothes later."
After saying that, he patted off the fish scales and internal organs stuck to the hem of his clothes with his backhand.
Fortunately, the fish-killing hawker who splashed dirty water also discovered the two children who had been innocently affected, and quickly came over, "But the clothes are dirty? Sorry, I'm used to it."
Zheng Ruqian waved his hand, "It's okay boss, the clothes and shoes are not worth anything. It's an honor for them to smell like your fish."
The fish-killing hawker laughed, and the two started talking.
When he learned that the two children were here to sell sausages, he waved his hand and said, "If you see any space over there, hurry up. That's the entrance and there are many people."
Zheng Ruqian cupped his hands and said with great gratitude, "Thank you very much, uncle."
Otherwise, if you have strong interpersonal skills, you will get more benefits. Even if they look for that position for a long time, they may not be able to find it.
Jiang Sheng nodded beside him and took the opportunity to learn.
After a while, the two brothers and sisters arrived at the stone table and laid out bacon, sausages, and a few bacon.
This location is quite good, just around the corner from the entrance to the vegetable market. People who go in to buy food can see it, and people who come out can also see it.
The brightly colored sausages and bacon are placed right under your eyes. There are always people who are interested in them, and there are always people who can't help but ask the price.
Jiang Sheng stretched out his left palm with a sweet and cute smile, "Five hundred coins."
The brother and sister had already discussed that the price of the bacon and sausage should not be too low, lest someone would hoard it and sell it to Youranju.
It cannot be too high, as it can easily scare the people of Fengjing.
After much deliberation, I decided to make a price based on the 500 we sold to Youranju.
But the person asking the price was still shocked, "Five hundred coins? You're stealing money."
The guest rolled his eyes and turned to leave, along with the other guests behind him.
Jiang Sheng held his cheek and sighed.
Although selling sausages was not the real purpose, and having Youranju take the initiative to come to her door was the key, she was a little surprised that the people in Fengjing would despise the price of five hundred coins.
"Little fool." Zheng Ruqian nodded her head, "Don't forget, this is the west of the city."
Where there are rich people, there are poor people.
There are just more rich people in Fengjing, but that doesn't mean there are no poor people.
No matter where you are, there are people who eat rotten vegetable leaves, some who live frugally, and even more who don’t have enough food to eat and don’t wear enough clothes to cover their bodies.
Don't you see, no matter how big the city is, there are street children, no matter how rich the city is, there will be beggars walking in front of it.
Fengjing is just the capital of the Dayu Dynasty, not a fairyland. People in the east of the city spend money like water, while people in the west of the city are also careful with their budgets.
There is nothing to be surprised about. The most important thing is to work hard and not to be one of the lowest-level talents in the city.
Jiang Sheng nodded obediently, but a bit of melancholy passed through his heart.
It would be great if there were no more homeless children in the world and everyone could have enough to eat.
Until the stall closed that day, not a single sausage was sold.
Zheng Ruqian was so thoughtful that he specially wrapped two sausages and one bacon and gave them to the fish-killing hawker, saying that he wanted his uncle to try them.
The hawker refused and gave them two killed fish.
In the evening, I had Aunt Zhang's braised pork and had a delicious meal.
the next day.
Still in this dirty vegetable market, Jiang Sheng had gone from being very enthusiastic at the beginning to being wilted now. She felt that she might not be able to sell a single sausage, and Youranju wouldn't be able to find out about this place.
"Otherwise, we'd better go to the vegetable market in the east of the city. At worst, it's better to pay a few taels of silver for the stall fee than wasting time here." She tilted her head and muttered.
Just when Zheng Ruqian was about to tell his sister that his family could no longer afford the few taels of silver for the stall fee, there was a noise behind him.
Immediately afterwards, the fish-killing hawker rushed over with his people, pointed at them and said, "This is it!"
