She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Chapter 139: Other Solutions

Gu Qingqing hurried forward, "Meihua, what did you want to talk to me about just now?"

Luo Meihua smiled gently, "Sister-in-law, I don't know if this is a big deal."

Gu Qingqing raised her eyebrows, "What's wrong? Tell me."

"I wonder if sister-in-law has noticed that Dahua and I have been coming back a little later than usual recently?"

Gu Qingqing was startled for a moment, shook her head and then nodded, "I noticed that you came back late these two days, I thought you were delayed on the road or shopping. So it seems like there is something else going on?"

Luo Meihua nodded. "I don't know if it's my illusion, but I always feel that pig intestines are not selling as well as they did in the first few days. Before, when we arrived at the stall, there were already people waiting, and it was like snatching good things, and they would be sold out very quickly. Now that we are here, there are obviously fewer people queuing up. After giving up the people in line, there is still half a jar left that needs people to buy."

Luo Meihua rubbed her hands uncomfortably after saying this, "I don't know if it's because I did something wrong that people don't want to come anymore?"

After hearing this, Gu Qingqing instantly understood what was going on. Seeing that Luo Meihua was a little nervous, she quickly comforted her, "Meihua, don't overthink it. This has nothing to do with you. If this is the case, I can't save it even if I'm here."

As Gu Qingqing spoke, she saw Luo Meihua looking at her more nervously. She dared not keep the secret and immediately said, "Because this phenomenon is normal."

Luo Meihua didn't understand, "Normal?"

Gu Qingqing nodded, "Yes, it's normal. Think about it, if you eat it every day, won't anyone get tired of it eventually? Some time ago, they only ate it as a rarity, which is why our business was booming. Now that people in town eat more, it would be strange if they don't get tired of eating it every day."

"How can we get tired of this? We would love to eat it every day." Luo Meihua thought that it would be a pity not to eat such a delicious taste.

"There are many types of food for people in the town to choose from, so they always want to change their taste."

"Then what should we do? They won't stop buying it later, right?" Luo Meihua asked nervously.

Gu Qingqing raised her hand and patted her shoulder, saying calmly, "Don't worry, I'll find a way. You just have to come back a little later these few days. However, you can set a time, such as half an hour or an hour after noon. No matter whether the goods are sold out or not, you have to come back. At worst, we can eat when you come back, and you can't come back until dark."

"Oh, I see."

"By the way, how is the Zheng family noodle stall business going recently?"

"It's OK. After the mutton soup seller came, her business was not very good in the first few days. Maybe the customers who ordered mutton soup also went to eat at the noodle stall. Recently, it has been much better."

"Well, you can tell Sister Zheng that if the pig intestine noodles are not selling well and they don't want to sell them, just tell us directly, don't be embarrassed."

Gu Qingqing instructed her.

Luo Meihua nodded, and the two talked for a while before parting.

When Gu Qingqing returned home, Li Xin was already lighting a fire in the kitchen, but Dahua was washing a radish.

"Dahua, is there porridge or rice in the pot?" asked Gu Qingqing who came back.

"Mom, there are no steamed buns at home, so I cooked some rice." Dahua said.

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest."

In the evening, Gu Qingqing fried some vegetarian radish and a dish of cabbage, tofu and egg stew, and added some pickled cucumbers. Everyone, young and old, ate happily.

At night, Gu Qingqing was feeding Sanhua with her back to Wen Wuyan. Wen Wuyan saw that Dahua and Erhua had fallen asleep. He lay on his own wooden bed, looked at Gu Qingqing's back and asked, "What's wrong with Meihua looking for you today?"

Gu Qingqing felt the energy in her body being lost as Sanhua absorbed the energy.

After a while, she told Wen Wuyan what Meihua had encountered.

Wen Wuyan knew that a large part of his family's current income came from pig intestines. When he heard that the business was not good, he became a little anxious. Then he heard her say that she had a solution, so he asked, "Qingqing, have you thought of any solution?"

"Yeah." Then Gu Qingqing turned back to look at Wen Wuyan and asked, "Have you ever eaten sauerkraut?"

"Eat."

"Things you've eaten at Old Wen's house don't count." Seeing him nod without hesitation, Gu Qingqing knew what he meant by "eaten".

Because Mrs. Wen Chen had a fever that year, Zhang Cuilan was responsible for preparing the autumn dishes. No one knew what went wrong, but a whole jar of radishes and cabbages became pickled sour.

Her sourness is not the sourness of sauerkraut, but the sourness that makes food almost go bad.

"Then I haven't eaten it." Wen Wuyan answered truthfully.

Gu Qingqing peeled the full Sanhua off her body, fixed her clothes, let her lean her head on her shoulder, and used her other hand to pat Sanhua's burp.

"There is a bumper harvest of cabbage in the village now. I plan to buy some to make sauerkraut and sell. If the people in the town like it, I will make less pig intestines. If not, we will try other things."

Wen Wuyan didn't know what sauerkraut she was talking about, but he supported Qingqing as long as she wanted to make it.

"Qingqing just does it. I love to eat whatever Qingqing makes."

Gu Qingqing wanted to praise him, but the words were swallowed by her mouth. Then she looked at Wen Wuyan with a resentful look and said, "You really think that what I make can't be sold, right?"

Wen Wuyan was stunned, and instantly demonstrated his strong desire to survive. "Hahaha, how could it be that Qingqing's things can't be sold. Hahaha, Qingqing's things are well made, the people in the town will definitely like them. If they don't like them, then they don't have a good time."

Gu Qingqing was instantly satisfied, but she glared at him fiercely and said, "Gu Zhuangzhuang won't be here these few days. Send someone from the house tomorrow afternoon to help me buy two large water tanks from Wangjia Village. I need them."

"Okay, okay. I will help you complete what Qingqing asked me to do tomorrow. By the way, whose cabbage are you planning to buy?" Wen Wuyan asked.

Gu Qingqing paused and said, "Let's ask Uncle Zhang He tomorrow if he wants to buy it. If he wants to sell it, I'll buy it from him. If he doesn't want to sell it..."

Gu Qingqing was halfway through her words when she was interrupted by Wen Wuyan, "I heard him say the day before yesterday that his cabbage should not be for sale."

"Ah! Not selling? Don't they have a lot planted?" Gu Qingqing was surprised.

"I heard that the younger brother of Meihua's family is going to marry a new wife at the end of the year. Meihua is the only daughter there. Uncle Zhang He has seen how much they love Xiaoyang and Xiaoguang, so they want to send some cabbage over. You can ask the village chief's family and Sister Geng's family." Wen Wuyan gave advice to Gu Qingqing.

"Okay, then I understand. However, Uncle Zhang He has helped us a lot, so we should still ask him. Otherwise, it would not be good if we don't even ask." Gu Qingqing said after thinking for a while.

"Well, you can ask him tomorrow when he comes."

"Well, there is one more thing. You should weave two bamboo jar lids tomorrow. The denser the better." Gu Qingqing asked.

"Okay, I'll do it tomorrow."

Gu Qingqing coaxed Sanhua to sleep, and then she lay down, and then she said to Wen Wuyan, "Turn off the lights."