Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

298 Mischief

Basically, the things that he didn’t need to bring home every day were all placed in the backyard.

After putting everything down and talking to Doctor Shen for a while, Jiang Yue and the others left the Shen family’s Medical Center and went to the market to buy some ingredients that they would need tomorrow.

The meat and bone soup that he had made early in the morning were not finished. He would take them back and eat them at home for dinner. As for the side dishes for tomorrow, he would prepare whatever he could today. If he couldn’t prepare them and was afraid that they would go bad, he would start preparing them before dawn tomorrow. Or, he would come to town earlier and prepare them directly in town.

He wanted to make the ingredients as fresh as possible.

It was also because it was the first day that the preparations at home were a little rushed. It would definitely be much smoother after getting used to the process.

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After buying the ingredients at the market, they went home.

It wasn’t even five in the evening yet when they returned to the village, and the sun was still quite high.

Every time they met someone, they would ask them how their business was doing and whether they had sold the rice noodles. Jiang Yue and Xue Yan didn’t say anything. It was Xue Sifu who drove the ox cart while smiling, “It’s alright.”

However, when he met Wang Sufen, he knew that she liked to flatter his family and thought that his family was the richest family in the area. She always talked about taking advantage of his family. He also knew that Wang Sufen didn’t like to see others doing well and liked to take pleasure in others’ misfortunes. So Xue Sifu smiled and patted the wicker basket on his back as if he was joking, “Don’t mention it. It’s still here. Not a single bowl has been sold.”

As expected, the woman was immediately delighted.

She couldn’t help but show the joy on her face, but she said in a tone of disbelief, “Are you joking? You went out with such a big cart in the morning and only brought back so little. How could you not have sold a single bowl?”

Xue Sifu immediately sighed heavily, acting as if he was speaking the truth, “That’s because I’m not going to give up. Maybe I can sell them tomorrow. The tables and stoves are all in town, and I’m going to try to sell them tomorrow. Let’s hope we can sell it tomorrow.” After he finished speaking, he sighed again.

This made Wang Sufen believe it even more and made her even happier, but she still pretended to take pity, “It’s a little annoying, but it’s not easy to run a business. Otherwise, everyone would do it. You should go home and rest. At most, you’ll learn a lesson and won’t cause trouble again, right?”

At the end of his sentence, she had a look of comfort.

“Yeah, starting a business isn’t that easy. Thank you for your kind words.” Xue Sifu expressed his thanks.

“What’s there to thank me for? I didn’t say anything.” Wang Sufen was so happy that her face was glowing.

Jiang Yue and Xue Xiao turned their eyes away, not wanting to see her being played around by Sifu. With this level, even if they were sold by Sifu, they would still help him count the money.

Only when Xue Sifu drove the ox cart with Jiang Yue and Xue Yan did Wang Sufen shake hands with them happily. She kept muttering, “That’s good, very good news.”

After that, every time Wang Sufen met someone, she would happily tell them that Jiang Yue and the others had returned from town and that they had not sold a single bowl of rice noodles.

Everyone was looking at her as if she was a joke.

In the end, someone really couldn’t stand her and said angrily, “Wang Sufen, Sifu is playing with you. His rice noodles sold out! You’re really too much. Why are you so happy with the misfortune of others?!”

This directly made Wang Sufen so angry that she fell backward.