Daily Intelligence System: Financial Independence-Chapter 223 - 140: Eight Treasure Pickles Successfully Marinated, Unexpectedly Delicious!

Chapter 223: Chapter 140: Eight Treasure Pickles Successfully Marinated, Unexpectedly Delicious!

The rest is pure profit!

Besides, Jiang Tao didn’t plan to sell at 15 yuan per jar, either.

With Brother Tongzi’s optimized Eight Treasure Pickle Secret Recipe, plus the Delicious Pickle Jar’s flavor-boosting attribute—

Doubling the price is not even enough!

Of course, as for the exact pricing, he’d have to taste it first before deciding. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

But it’s definitely going to be a lot pricier than the regular Eight Treasure Pickles on the market.

"In a bit, I’ll go get the Eight Treasure Pickles out and start a new batch!"

"Time is money. The Delicious Pickle Jar has to be used to its fullest—let’s not waste any of its cooldown time!"

With a plan in mind, Jiang Tao opened the bedroom door and walked out.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw his mom and Xu Li carrying dishes out from the kitchen to the dining table.

Today’s breakfast was still millet and pumpkin porridge—nutritious and healthy.

"Honey, go wash your hands and get ready for breakfast. Dad went downstairs to buy your favorite steamed buns and fried dough sticks."

When Xu Li saw Jiang Tao come out, she greeted him with a smile. She really liked their life these days.

The whole family together every day, happy and healthy, without worrying about daily necessities.

This was the beautiful life she’d always yearned for.

And now, it’s all come true.

2025, for Jiang Tao and Xu Li’s little family, was like stepping into a new era of life.

And all of this started with that stone that fell from the sky and smashed into Jiang Tao’s van.

Of course, that secret would stay hidden in his heart forever—he couldn’t tell anyone.

If he did, the system’s unbinding process would get triggered, and he’d have nowhere to cry even if he wanted to!

After quickly washing up in the bathroom, Jiang Tao sat back down at the table for breakfast.

While eating, Jiang Tao said to his parents:

"By the way, after breakfast, let’s bring the jar for the Eight Treasure Pickles and go check by the Xiaoshanhe side to see if the pickles are ready."

"I think they’ve probably marinated enough—we can scoop them out and start a fresh batch."

"Huh? It’s done already? That’s way too fast!"

"Didn’t we just start the batch yesterday morning?"

Sure enough, when Dad and Mom heard Jiang Tao say the pickles were ready, they both looked a bit shocked.

"Honey, don’t kid around with Mom and Dad—how could the Eight Treasure Pickles be done already?"

Xu Li thought Jiang Tao was just messing with his parents. She shot him a flirty look and gave his arm a gentle punch.

"Do I look like someone who’d joke about important stuff like this?"

Jiang Tao chuckled and explained:

"This recipe I learned isn’t any ordinary recipe."

"The sauce from this recipe penetrates the flavors super fast—in just a little over a day it’s plenty."

"Son, you’re seriously not joking?"

Mom still didn’t really believe it.

She’d been pickling vegetables for decades and had never heard of Eight Treasure Pickles finishing in a day.

Jiang Tao smiled, "You and Dad will see for yourselves later."

Dad Jiang Wen asked in confusion, "Son, if we have this technique, why don’t we get a few more pickle jars and do more batches at once? Wouldn’t that be way more efficient?"

Jiang Tao, as he picked up a piece of Eight Treasure Pickle from the supermarket, said half-jokingly:

"Dad, this is where you don’t get it."

"That pickle jar we use? The landlord Old Lü gifted it to me when he came over for dinner."

"That pickle jar came down from Old Lü’s grandmother’s generation—been in the family for over a hundred years."

"Pickles from an old jar always taste richer and more mellow. New jars can’t make that flavor."

"Oh... so that’s a thing."

Dad Jiang Wen listened with a ’don’t really get it, but sounds impressive’ look, and nodded thoughtfully, not asking further.

"Of course! Even using the same ingredients for Eight Treasure Pickles, you can make dozens or even hundreds of flavor variations—there’s a world of learning in this."

Jiang Tao took a sip of millet pumpkin porridge, swallowed, and kept going:

"For the pickling sauce, every ingredient—one gram more or less makes a difference."

"If any ratio is off, the final taste changes a lot."

Since getting the system reward [Eight Treasure Pickle Marinating Technique], Jiang Tao could honestly call himself an expert now.

All the know-how for making Eight Treasure Pickles was at his fingertips—he went straight from newbie to master.

Jiang Wen and Tian Xiaomei could only nod along while their son confidently explained,

In front of him, they were just obedient little apprentices now.

When Jiang Tao taught his parents how to pickle Eight Treasure Pickles, he held nothing back at all.

He was always thorough, telling them everything—totally devoted to teaching his parents.

But, deep down, his real goal was getting his parents up to speed so they could do the pickling on their own, and he could be a hands-off boss.

After the family of four finished breakfast, Xu Li went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

She still had to clean the house, do the laundry, and follow Keep’s fitness routines in the morning.

Xu Li’s days were plenty full, never dull.

Jiang Tao headed out together with his parents.

The three of them first went to the market near the neighborhood to buy five 20-liter glass pickle jars.

They also stocked up on all kinds of ingredients and spices needed for the Eight Treasure Pickles.

Once they had all the ingredients, the three of them drove over to Xiaoshanhe.

Since they’d bought quite a lot, Jiang Tao just parked right at the mouth of the alley near the rental building.

He and his parents unloaded the car together, then he drove the car out of the village again.