In the past, Dahe Village was quiet and peaceful at night.
But since the beginning of this year, the nights in Dahe Village have also become lively.
These men have to work during the day, doing things in the fields and at home until they come back at night. The village is full of voices.
By the moonlight, some people are busy with spring plowing, some are digging adobe to build houses, and some are washing clothes by the river... Many scattered things have been moved to the end of Xu, that is, dusk, about It’s around seven o’clock in the modern evening.
Mrs. Zhao stood on the main road holding the first great-granddaughter of the Zhao family. When she heard the rumble of the carriage, she laughed: "Xiao Zhuzhu, your mother and grandma are back..."
Aunt Wang, who was doing laundry, came over and said, "They are really back. I don't know how the restaurant business is."
"It must be very good." Tiezhu Niang said, "Dashan Niang is the only Suiru person in our ten miles and eight villages who has been personally consecrated by the Holy Father. If a Suiru person opens a restaurant, everyone wants to join in the fun. This business is terrible. No."
The carriage slowly stopped, and Wu Huiniang was the first to jump out of the carriage. As soon as she smelled her scent, the girl in Mrs. Zhao's arms began to hum.
"Sure enough, I still like my mother the most." Old Mrs. Zhao smiled and handed the little girl over, "This girl drank four large bowls of goat's milk throughout the day. She has a great appetite. I don't know how strong she will be in the future."
Wu Huiniang thanked Mrs. Zhao. She went to the city to work, and the child was left to the old lady to take care of. The old lady had to keep an eye on the soap workshop and take care of the child. She felt a little sorry.
She was reluctant to let go of her children, but she also didn't want to give up being a chef. Sometimes, she was so entangled and hesitant that she couldn't sleep well all night.
Later, her mother-in-law told her that you only have one life and you should live for yourself, so she chose the kitchen that she loved.
But the child only has one life, so she can only try to finish the work as early as possible and come back to be with the child as soon as possible.
Cheng Wanwan, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but sigh. No matter in ancient times or modern times, it is difficult for women. It is always difficult to reconcile work, children and family.
Why don’t men have this problem?
The children are taken care of by Mrs. Zhao, and Mrs. Wen is asked to help with the cooking at home. There are many children in the family, so we can't go to the northwest.
Cheng Wanwan once again felt that there were still too few people at home.
Back at home in the yard, the children were doing their own things. Cheng Zhao, Shen Zheng and Zhao Si Dan were reading in their rooms eager for knowledge. Ah Fu was doing carpentry in the yard by the light of the fire. Zhao Sanniu was on the other side. While chopping firewood while practicing, Zhao Dashan was processing some rice seeds. In half a month, the rice seedlings will start to grow.
Xia Hua is also here, helping Kong Xiu Niang arrange the embroidery threads. Kong Xiu Niang recently took on a job, embroidering a peacock felt. The stitching method was very complicated, and she couldn't figure it out after half a month of embroidery.
Mrs. Wen was cleaning up in the kitchen.
"His second aunt, thank you for your hard work." Cheng Wanwan said with a smile, "After these few days of work are over, I will pay the wages together."
"Sister-in-law, why are you so open to outsiders? We don't speak the same language as our family." Wen Shi waved her hand, "The village has been really busy recently. Every household has no time to cook. The men go to Meishan during the day. When roads and houses are built, the work in the fields is left to women, and cooking can only be done by the seven or eight-year-old girls. Now, the little girls don’t even have time to dig wild vegetables in the mountains. , we can only let younger children go to the mountains to dig bamboo shoots and mushrooms.”
Mrs. Zhao's heart moved: "Once the spring plowing is over, things in the fields will become busier and busier. People in the village may not even have time to deal with it randomly. Then, if our family has prepared meals, the women in the village and Are the men willing to come and buy it?"
Wenshi paused but didn't say anything. Last year, people in the village would rather eat wild vegetables from the land than spend money to buy food from other people's homes. Isn't this a waste of money?
But this year, with Meishan here, almost every household has made money, and more people are willing to spend money.
However, she was not sure whether she was willing to spend money to buy food.
Mrs. Zhao and Mrs. Wen looked in Cheng Wanwan's direction at the same time.
"I think this is an idea worth giving a try."
Cheng Wanwan nodded directly, it was equivalent to a canteen, supplying in large quantities and reducing costs, there would be people willing to pay.
However, this was ancient times, not modern times, and she was not sure what was going on in the market.
"People in the village have just started to have a little money, so naturally they are not willing to spend it, but it is really troublesome to find time to cook two meals a day. Even if the people in the village are reluctant to give up money, aren't there still workers from Meishan, and there are still some in the market ." Cheng Wanwan said, "But we need to put more effort into the pricing of this meal. If you pay three or four cents for a meal, you won't make much money. If you pay ten cents for a meal, you probably won't give it up. Think about it."
Mrs. Zhao patted her thigh and said, "Then we will divide it into several prices. Three cents is porridge with pickles and wild vegetables, six cents is dry rice, and ten cents is eggs and meat. You can eat well and be full, as long as you come to eat. , free bone soup, I don’t believe no one comes to patronize our business.”
Cheng Wanwan praised silently. The old lady was very forward-looking. Modern canteens also use free soup to attract customers. A big bone can be stewed into a large bucket of soup, or a few eggs can be boiled with pickled cabbage and tofu. The soup costs only a dozen cents, but it makes customers feel that they have made a profit. This is a typical example of understanding the psychology of consumers.
"Second daughter-in-law, let's go back and make a plan with you." Old Mrs. Zhao stood up angrily, "If the whole family unanimously approves, our family can start this business."
Wen was also a little moved. Although she had made a lot of money in the past six months, she only earned it by helping her sister-in-law. It was not a stable income. If their family also started a business, they would have stable income in the future.
She left with Mrs. Zhao.
Cheng Wanwan felt that this matter could be done freely. With so many people in Lao Zhao's family, they really should have an independent business.
Now that her family has been separated, she can give her opinions, but she will not be involved in business matters.
It was getting very late at this time, and she remembered that there was one more thing that she had not explained. Someone had ordered preserved eggs today and had to take them there tomorrow morning. She called Ah Fu to go to Zhu's house quickly.
After working for so long today, Cheng Wanwan was really tired. After finishing what she had to do, she was ready to go to sleep. There was still a tough battle to fight tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished washing, there was a loud knock on the courtyard door.
"Dashan Niang, no, something happened!" Li Zheng's voice was full of anxiety, "Four or five children in the village went to the mountains to dig wild vegetables during the day, and one child didn't come back this late at night. The family was going crazy. , can you ask Xiaodian Xiaohei to help us go up the mountain to look for..."
