Chapter 11
Struggle in Ancient Times
Wen Xiuer comforted him from the side, âWhy donât you read it a few times. Iâll listen, brother-in-law wrote it well. You can memorize it, close your eyes and shout loudly, anyway there was no one around here. Itâs good if you can say it smoothly.â
Liao Shi thought it was good idea, he looked around then mustered courage to shouted, âDonât miss it when walk by, itâs only three wens. Come, come! Donât miss it.â
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In the evening, Mother Deng looked outside from time to time and said, âWhy havenât they come back yet?â
Not long after she said this, the couple really came back. The smiles on their faces were unconcealable, mother Deng knew the sale must be good.
âQuick, sit down and eat. Tell me, how was it?â mother Deng said.
Liao Shi took the money bag from his pocket and put them on the table. The bag was bulging, mother Deng took it and counted the money they earned today. Liao Shi and Wen Xiuer ate with proud face.
âItâs 1.683 wens.â Mother Deng was surprised, âWe actually made profitâ¦â
â1.569 wens.â Liao Ming said in one go.
âMy dear, there are so many.â Mother Deng smiled with joy.
âFather, you forgot to count our familyâs sugar and other things. Those things should be 200 wens.â Liao Tingyu said when his father didnât count the ingredients.
âWell yes, counting those things, how much can we make now?â Liao Ming asked.
âThe eggs are ours, but there isnât much rice flour left.â Wen Xiuer replied.
âIf we donât have it, then buy. For the egg, Iâll go to our villagers to buy.â Mother Deng touched the money in a good mood. She was worried they wouldnât be able to sell, but now it was good!
âItâs all thanks to my er-di. As soon as I said those things, people come over; I gave them the tester and they were willing to buy. I never thought it was this easy to do business.â Liao Shi laughed.
âThatâs because our stuff is new, we can still sell them for half a month. Our cake is simple, if someone curious about it, they could figure it out in a while.â Liao Tingyu poured the cold water on them.
âThis is something we made; how could they do this?â Liao Shi couldnât believe it.
âWhy canât other people do it? Now, we just need to sell more before others figure it out. You two work harder, your mother and I will help you once we done with our fields.â Liao Ming understood the life in the town wasnât easy.
âLetâs eat.â
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After the meal, Liao Tingyu sat on the table and said, âI donât want this money, it was earned by big brother.â
âNo, this is your recipe, although it couldnât that can last. But this cake could make money, the money will be split in half. You share each other between brothers.â Liao Ming said seriously, âEldest son, what do you think?â
âYes, I agree.â Liao Shi replied, the mill at home was bought by little brother so this was the right way.
âHow do you pay for the ingredients?â Liao Tingyu accepted the payment method with his big brother, in this era, small recipe was very precious.
âTake it from the profit, their lunch should come from this too. It will be thirteen wens, donât eat too badly when you work hard.â Liao Ming thought for a while and spoke.@@novelbin@@
Mother Deng also thought it was fine, thirteen was a lot; a bowl of plain noodle was three wens. The money will be taken from the profit, mother Deng was much more generous than ever.
As Liao Tingyu said, someone really imitated their familyâs cakes. From the day on, their sale went down but there was still enough profit. Liao Ming didnât want to stop until the corn was considered too old to use. Liao Tingyu was busy with his own affairs and he was supervised by Mother Deng to prepare his examination.
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When the exam almost arrived, it was late autumn and the busy farming season. Liao Shi didnât do business; he came back to help with farm works. Although the family has less land, their people was limited.
A few days before the exam, sister-in-law and Mother Deng were so busy to clean up the crops and prepared his clothes for the exam. At this season, the day was fine but it was cold at night.