Song Jingyun ate two bowls again.

At night, while lying on the bed, Song Jingyun couldn't sleep.

One is because of support.

The second reason is because I still miss the braised pork.

It's really delicious, no matter how you eat it, it's delicious.

Song Jingyun licked his lips, turned sideways, and spoke to Jiang Michia in a low voice, "Should I spear fish tomorrow?"

Is this little son-in-law addicted to harpooning?

Jiang Michia raised her eyebrows, "The fish at home is enough to last for a few days. If you fork too much fish, it will easily go bad. If you make all the fish into salted fish, it will be fine, but the weather is getting hotter and hotter. I'm afraid

It won’t taste good either.”

"It's not about eating fish." Song Jingyun shook his head.

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Michia thought for a while, "Sell it for money?"

"Well, sell the money to buy pork." Song Jingyun answered truthfully, "Stew the braised pork and eat it."

Yes, I am craving for braised pork.

But you can't blame Song Jingyun for being greedy. If possible, she would also like to eat braised pork from time to time.

"It's still some time before the next market. The fish we bring can only be pickled and will not be fresh when sold. Moreover, selling fish today did not go well. Selling it to Fuyun Restaurant was just a coincidence and it will not last long.

If you want to make money, I'm afraid it won't work just by relying on this."

Jiang Michia said, "We still have to think of other ways."

"Then do you have any solution?" Song Jingyun asked.

"Let me think about it carefully, and then try it again to see if it works." Jiang Michia yawned as he spoke, "But now, I need to sleep."

When the sun rises, you rest when the sun sets. When you get up in the morning, the sun rises early, so you get up early. Now Jiang Michia is really sleepy and her eyelids are twitching.

Without enough sleep, her brain won't work in circles.

"Oh." Song Jingyun lay down again.

But a pair of eyes blinked and blinked for a long time before closing.

After breakfast in the morning, Jiang Mixia saw Jiang Youcheng starting to weave a basket, so she came closer and said, "Dad, although this wattle basket is easy to sell, the price is not high, and I can't make much money even after working for several days.

Since dad has this skill, let’s try making up something else?”

"What are you making up?" Jiang Youcheng stepped on the wattle sticks and was using all his strength to bend the wattle branches into the arc of the bottom of the basket in the circular pit on the ground.

"Should we try weaving some bamboo baskets?" Jiang Michia suggested, "I see that the bamboo baskets sold in the town are much smaller than our wattle baskets, but the price is not cheap. One costs 30 yuan.

Well, a small sewing basket made of bamboo strips costs ten or twenty cents, which saves more effort than weaving a large wattle basket."

"There is a large bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain at the back of the village. You can cut the bamboo there as you like. Let's go and chop some bamboo over, split it into bamboo strips, and make some fine things, so we can sell it for more money."

Jiang Youcheng paused for a moment, with hesitation on his face, "It sounds good, but I've been weaving wattle baskets for a few years, and I'm doing rough work. I'm afraid I won't be able to weave something as fine as this."

Can he do that kind of work with skilled hands?

This answer was within Jiang Michia's expectation.

If you have been doing a fixed job for a long time, you will get used to just staying here and not want to try to do other things. At the same time, you will also have a strong feeling of lack of confidence in doing other things because of your own situation.

Especially in such an era of strict hierarchies, the concept of sticking to stereotypes is deeply ingrained, and many people have lost the ideas and abilities to try and break through.

"Dad's wattle basket weaving is so good, and his skills are so good. I think weaving this is out of the question. Besides, let's try it first. If it doesn't work anymore, we won't talk about it."

Jiang Michia said with a smile, "Besides, weaving wattle baskets is a laborious job. We want to help dad a lot, but we can't help him many times. We can't learn even if we want to learn. If we can weave bamboo strips, we can also split the bamboo strips.

I’ll also learn the basket weaving craft from my father. From now on, the whole family will work together, and there will always be more work.”

"If it doesn't work out, dad will start weaving this wattle basket. I'm also very strong, so I'll take Jingyun to the back to chop bamboo, and try to do it when we come back. If we can do it well, we'll continue working on it, how about it?

"

Yesterday, Jiang Michia also took a look around the town, observed the market conditions, and thought about it based on his own situation.

She doesn't have any skills that can overwhelm the natives of this era, but as a modern person, she has a flexible mind. To make a fortune, she might as well start by combining the skills currently possessed by her family members and slightly modifying them.

"I think what my daughter said is right. You should try it first. If you succeed, you won't lose anything. If you don't succeed, you won't lose anything. The most you can do in a business that is not based on business is to work harder. Are these farmers afraid that they will not be successful?" Mrs. Liu agreed.

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Having said that, Jiang Youcheng didn't want to disappoint his daughter, so he just nodded, "Sure, let's try it first."

"Then Jingyun and I will go chop bamboo."

As Jiang Michia spoke, she went to look for a machete and two pieces of strong hemp rope, ready to be used to tie the bamboo later.

My daughter has great strength and is very clear-headed now. The foot of the back mountain is not far away. It will be no problem to chop down two bamboos and come back, which is reassuring.

However, Ms. Liu still gave a few words of advice, "Chop two and come back. Don't be greedy for more, and don't go deeper. There are a lot of wild things in the mountains, so don't get hurt."

"Don't worry, mother." Jiang Michia nodded repeatedly and led Song Jingyun out.

Back Mountain is at the northernmost edge of Jiangjia Village, not too far away, only half an hour's walk away.

Speaking of which, this mountain is quite abrupt.

Most of the mountains nearby start to slope gently for a few miles from the foot of the mountain, making them rugged and difficult to walk on.

On the other hand, this mountain is like spring bamboo shoots suddenly emerging from the ground. There is a flat river nearby, and it suddenly rises up until the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, this mountain stretches to the north for dozens of mountains, high and low. It is said that there are all kinds of birds and animals in it. In several nearby villages, there are also people who make a living by hunting in the mountains.

Because the terrain in the mountains is steep and the roads are rugged, no one has ever walked in the deep mountains and doesn’t know what is going on inside. Therefore, hunters always walk together to avoid accidents.

However, Jiang Michia and Song Jingyun only cut some bamboo on the outside of the mountain and did not go in, so there was no need to worry about safety issues.

Wild bamboos, left unattended, grew in abundance from the foot of the mountain and towered into the sky in dense masses. Viewed from below, they blocked the sky and made the sun invisible.

Jiang Michia found a few that were straight and strong, picked up the machete and started working.

Song Jingyun also had a machete in his hand, and he followed Jiang Michia's example and chopped off the bottom of the bamboo in front of him.

"Bang!"

The shock of the machete made Song Jingyun's hands numb, and the machete also penetrated into the bamboo, and it took a lot of effort to pull it out.
Chapter completed!