Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let’s Farm

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: More Imagination

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“Indeed, indeed.” Wu Yinfeng also spoke up, in a soft and gentle manner she said to Qiao Qinghe, “Dad, since it’s made from sweet potato, these two dishes are not expensive, it just takes a little effort. We have so many people, if each person takes one bite, it will be gone. The adults aren’t so eager, but there are so many children.”

“The recipes that we’ve thought of ourselves, shouldn’t we let our own family have enough to eat? 1 think we should go to Changsun’s house and ask for a bit.”

“That’s exactly it.” Zhao Shufen looked at Wu Yinfeng, the two of them made eye contact, quickly looked away, and together turned their gaze on Qiao Qinghe.

If they can’t get the silver, can they at least get some food?

“I want to eat!” Qiao Xiaobao from Qiao Chang’an’s family slammed the table and yelled.

He is Qiao Chang’an’s youngest son, only ten years old, always spoiled like a cherished gem. When Zhu Cuiying falsely accused Qiao Xiaomai of stealing silver, she said that the whole family went to visit Xiaobao, referring to this Qiao Xiaobao.

“I want to eat!” Qiao Meipan spoke up, as she said this, she even stood up, “1 want to go find Xiaomai.”

She want to see how this wily girl won over young master Tong!

“Head of the household, you see, don’t you? The children are crying out to eat. You’re not going to stop this, are you?” The matriarch of the Sun family asked with a stern face.

Qiao Qinghe really had no rebuttal.

The cold jelly noodles are made from sweet potatoes, and sweet potatoes are the cheapest food. Eating a little of Qiao Changshun’s sweet potato really doesn’t amount to much.

Seeing that Qiao Changshun didn’t object, Zhao Shufen’s eyes rolled again and she began to speak, “Dad, didn’t Xiaomai come up with something about tofu too? Made from yellow beans, it tastes pretty good too. 1 heard there’s been a horse-drawn carriage going to her house to buy tofu these past few days.”

“Since the cold jelly noodles are so valuable, then the tofu must be worth something too. Now, Changsun’s home is not like before, and it’s not a big deal for the children to eat a little of his food.”

Previously, Qiao Xiaomai made tofu and not only sent some to Yang Guilan, but also to Qiao Qinghe.

Then, she sent some to Qiao Chang’an and Qiao Changkang as well.

The matter of Yuan Ding driving a carriage to Qiao Xiaomai’s house to buy tofu had already spread throughout Anping Village, but since Zhu Cuiying had just been punished, Zhao Shufen didn’t dare to say.

Now, there’s this opportunity, so she brought it up as if casually, her eyes on Qiao Qinghe, but she was actually paying attention to Sun Junyan.

Sure enough, when she finished speaking, a look of surprise appeared on Sun Junyan’s face, “What, the tofu was also made by Xiaomai?!”

“Yes, it was sent to us parents to taste, it tastes pretty good.” Zhao Shufen said.

Sun Junyan sighed deeply, “Then my second brother’s family is really about to change their luck. The dishes made with tofu can sell for twenty or thirty Wen each, besides tofu there’s another food called White Jade Flower, which I’ve heard is made from beans too, also called tofu pudding, a small bowl can sell for twenty Wen.”

“This tofu and tofu pudding are sold at such high prices, ordinary people can’t afford them, only people in the private rooms on the second floor of Jiwei Residence order them, 1 just accidentally overheard the son of the Fan family mentioning this.”

Twenty to thirty Wen!!!

A small bowl, twenty Wen!!!

Each word felt like a needle, heartlessly piercing through the bodies of many present, making them breathe heavily with crimson eyes.

This is another mound of silver, a mound of silver!

“Changshun sent two catties over before, I heard it was made from yellow beans, so I didn’t think much of it, but it turned out to be sold at such a high price…” Qiao Chang’an muttered to himself, his brain stunned by the gentle light emitted from the mound of silver.

Zhao Shufen took a deep breath, raised her hand and fiercely pinched her thigh. She looked at Qiao Qinghe, squeezing a smile on her face, “Dad, since Changshun has such a money-making method, eating a few bites of his cold jelly noodles won’t make him poor.”

“I’ll go now!” Qiao Meipan ran towards the courtyard gate.

That girl, who always kept her head down and didn’t speak, was suddenly getting rich quietly, she had to see it with her own eyes!