The Spirited Daughter-in-law and the Mountain Man

The middle-aged man paid, and then several others bought as well.

“It’s a bit expensive, but it’s a rare treat to try…”

“It’s really delicious, I’ll just buy half a jin…”

Several more people talked, and then more than a dozen people bought in succession.

The number of onlookers increased, and at first, some knew that it was pig offal and thought it was expensive. But as more people bought, they didn’t have time to ask further and only knew it was delicious meat that they had never seen before, so they tasted and bought it.

Xiao Qinghe wheeled his wheelchair away, silently moving to the side to avoid blocking the business.

“Everyone please don’t push, line up, one at a time…” Su Qingyue smiled, quickly weighing and collecting money, not making a single mistake.

Qinghe watched her, thinking she was truly capable.

A woman stood at the side, holding a bag of pig offal she had just bought. She paid but didn’t leave, asking, “Little wife, do you sell the recipe for this pig offal?”

She replied with a smile, “Yes, we do.”

“How much?”

“Thirty taels of silver.” She said.

“So expensive…” The woman shook her head upon hearing the price.

“Big sister, you can see,” she said, “my pig offal sells so well. If you know the recipe, you can buy pig offal and fry it for sale yourself. That’s a money-making path.”

“It makes sense.” A few of the people nearby who had bought offal listened and nodded.

“Even if it costs twenty cents per jin, ten taels of silver are enough to eat offal to satiation… I wouldn’t spend thirty taels of silver to buy it.” Some people said this, and left after being weighed.

“It’s just business, and it’s all voluntary.” Qingyue responded.

“That’s right.”

Two people, seeing that the offal was selling so well and thinking there was a profit to be made, thought of doing the same. But they ultimately decided that the thirty-tael recipe was too expensive, and reluctantly left.

In a short while, perhaps because of its rarity, Su Qingyue had sold fifty jin in total.

Because of the high price, many people only looked and didn’t buy.

A shoulder pole of pig’s large intestine weighed just less than eighty jin, but after water, garlic, and other seasonings were added, it weighed nearly ninety-five jin once cooked.

Now there were about forty-five jin left in the shoulder pole.

The old granny who had spoken to Xiao Qinghe earlier still stood nearby. Seeing Su Qingyue coming over, she praised him again, “Young man, your wife is really talented.”

Xiao Qinghe nodded with a smile.

The old granny, full of curiosity, touched his wheelchair and asked, “Young man, who bought you this wheelchair?”

Qinghe replied warmly and politely, “My wife bought it.”

Su Qingyue raised her eyebrows, “Granny, if I’m not mistaken, this is the third time you’ve asked that question, isn’t it?” She didn’t mind at all that the old woman didn’t buy her fried pig’s large intestine.

The old granny’s wrinkled face was unhappy, “I’m not old and muddled, how could I have asked three times!”

Xiao Qinghe laughed, “Qingyue, she has asked me how much the wheelchair costs and who bought it for me – thirty times now.”

“What?” She frowned, “Thirty times!”

A shoe vendor next to them said, “Young lady, this old granny lives nearby. She has become forgetful and often forgets what she has just said. Your husband is a kind-hearted man. The granny keeps asking him the same question, and he always answers patiently without showing any annoyance.”