Chapter 11 Who is the wise person?

Bai Ruozhu happened to have made preserved apricots in her previous life, so she immediately thought of it. At that time, she was still in the United States, and she happened to be working for a boss who planted a few apricot trees. The man was lazy and didn't bother to pick up the apricots when they were ripe. , asked Bai Ruozhu to pick some good ones for him to keep, and asked Bai Ruozhu to throw away the rest. Bai Ruozhu couldn't bear to part with them, so he picked them up at home, but they couldn't keep them for long, so he found recipes online and started making them. She really succeeded in making the apricot preserves, and they tasted pretty good.

The two chatted for a long time about making preserved apricots. As a result, Fang Guizhi was so happy that he forgot about the time. Until Lin Ping'er called them to eat, Fang Guizhi suddenly slapped his head and said, "It's over. My mother asked me to get some soy sauce. I won't go back." I’m going to get scolded again!”

Lin Ping'er couldn't keep her after hearing this. Fang Guizhi's mother not only scolded her, but also beat her when she was in a bad mood.

Seeing Fang Guizhi almost running away, Bai Ruozhu and Lin Ping'er couldn't help but sigh. Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite.

When it came time to go to the market the next day, Bai Yihong was worried about Bai Ruozhu, and finally asked Bai Zehao to accompany Bai Ruozhu and her daughter to the town. Bai Ruozhu was helpless, but he couldn't bear the kindness of his family.

In order not to tire Bai Ruozhu, Bai Zehao asked her and her mother to take a ride on the villagers' ox cart, but he followed the cart and walked to the town to save money. Bai Ruozhu looked at the eldest brother with a sunny and upright face, and felt even more determined to make money as soon as possible. The eldest brother was about to get married, and he didn't even have enough money for the gift.

Fortunately, Houshan Village is not too far from the town, and the three of them arrived in the town quickly. The village where they live is called Houshan Village, named because there is a big mountain behind the village, and the nearest town is called Anyuan Town, because it is located near the northwest. The trade exchanges in the town are quite frequent. The bigger one is Beiyu City, which takes several days to get there by horse-drawn carriage. Beiyu City is the largest city in Yanzhou and an important trading city in the northwest. There is a canal that leads directly to the capital.

These are all things Bai Ruozhu found out from her second brother in the past few days. Her predecessor was not interested in these, so Bai Ruozhu didn't receive much geographical information. And she told her family that she couldn't remember some things clearly, so she asked. At that time, Bai Zepei patiently explained it to her without any doubts.

Lin Ping'er brought some eggs and vegetables from home and planned to go to the market to sell them. Because the market was crowded, Lin Ping'er was afraid of crowding Bai Ruozhu, so she specifically told her not to go and asked Bai Zehao to accompany her around and stop by. Ask the restaurant if they accept the fresh soup powder.

In fact, Lin Ping'er didn't expect the thing to be sold for much money. She just wanted Bai Ruozhu to relax. Anyway, she had nothing to worry about with the boss accompanying her.

Bai Ruozhu took her eldest brother to Dongshi. It was said that there was a large restaurant there called Ying Ke Lai, which was famous in the town.

The two of them quickly found the guest. When they walked in, they were immediately greeted with a smile from the shopkeeper, "Are you two eating or eating?" The shopkeeper saw that she was a pregnant woman with a big belly and wanted to pay special attention to her.

Bai Zehao looked at Bai Ruozhu hurriedly. Bai Ruozhu told him on the way and he would have to listen to her later.

"Shopkeeper, my brother and I want to sell you some spices. I wonder if I can lend a hand to talk?" Bai Ruozhu didn't like to mince words and directly stated the purpose of this trip.

The shopkeeper hurriedly looked at the two of them and murmured in his mind. The condiment businessman nearby often dealt with welcoming guests. Why had he never seen this person? Could it be that he was from out of town? But the accent sounds like a local.

"Okay, please come inside." The shopkeeper invited the two of them to the backyard with doubts.

"I wonder what seasonings the lady wants to sell?" the shopkeeper asked.

Bai Ruozhu was a little uncomfortable with the term "little lady". She instantly thought of her past life when she watched a costume drama where a rich man molested a decent woman and liked to call her "little lady". The corners of her mouth twitched, but who told her to be a pregnant woman?

She took out the packet of fresh soup powder, opened it carefully, and said, "I got some fresh soup powder a few days ago, and I thought it was very special. I thought it would be great to use it when entertaining distinguished guests in such a big restaurant. So I specially brought it to the shopkeeper to see."

"Oh?" The shopkeeper felt that Bai Ruozhu looked like a daughter-in-law from a scholar's family. She spoke politely and understood Mandarin. He couldn't help but become a little more serious and became somewhat interested in the powder in Bai Ruozhu's hand.

He carefully dipped a little on the edge with his finger, and it turned out that he knew the rules. Bai Ruozhu nodded secretly, feeling that it was right to welcome the guests.

The shopkeeper tasted it, nodded quickly and asked, "Not bad. How many of these fresh soup noodles do you have?"

"Only this one pack." Bai Ruozhu wanted to say a lot, but how could she explain it when Bai Zehao asked her? And even if Bai Zehao wasn't present, she couldn't let herself stand out so as not to arouse suspicion.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but laugh, "Then please come back, little lady. Such a small thing is of little significance to our restaurant, and I can't give you an offer."

The shopkeeper looked pretty good and had a decent appearance, but when he smiled, he showed yellow teeth, which made Bai Ruozhu disgusted. Probably because of her previous job, Bai Ruozhu couldn't bear to see other people's teeth being so yellow, as if she had obsessive-compulsive disorder, and she wanted to use a brush to whiten them.

However, Bai Ruozhu soon felt relieved. Brushing teeth was not popular at this time. Not to mention the shopkeeper, there were many yellow teeth in the village. Her family was not bad, but their teeth were not particularly white.

Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but think about it. She should popularize the concept of mouth care in this era. Of course, it would start at home. On the one hand, it would be for the health of her family's teeth, and on the other hand, it would also make her look more comfortable.

Bai Zehao bumped Bai Ruozhu with his elbow and whispered: "Little sister, why don't we leave first?"

Bai Ruozhu came back to her senses and shook her head with some regret. The shopkeeper's ignorance of the goods was a loss for the guests. Bai Ruozhu didn't talk much, repackaged the fresh soup powder, took it and followed Bai Zehao out, but suddenly an old voice came from the courtyard: "Show me the stuff."

"Oh, it's our boss here." The shopkeeper showed a nervous look, bowed respectfully to the inner room, and then said to Bai Ruozhu: "The one inside is our boss, take it to him and show it."

Bai Ruozhu didn't expect that there was someone inside, and it was the real boss. She turned around and walked towards the room where the sound came from, hoping that there was a knowledgeable person inside.

Bai Zehao was worried about Bai Ruozhu and followed closely behind.

Opening the door, Bai Ruozhu saw an old man with white hair and beard sitting at the table drinking tea. Behind him stood a middle-aged man in his forties, but that man's eyes were sharp and he looked around as soon as he came in. Bai Ruozhu and Bai Zehao had a defensive look in their eyes.

Bai Ruozhu guessed that the man knew martial arts and might be the old man's guard, so she didn't get too close, but opened the fresh soup powder at a distance.

Sure enough, it was the middle-aged man who stepped forward to take a dip and taste it, then nodded to the old man.