Chapter 244: Harvest sweet potatoes and open a workshop
The Yuan family was the fastest to deliver the sweet potatoes, and two families from their village also came with them.
Pushed on a trolley, each of them still carrying something, they arrived at the inn early in the morning.
Song Qiu estimated that the sweet potatoes from her uncle's house would be delivered today, and she was not surprised. The workshop had been packed up yesterday, and the big mill in the village and the big mill she bought specially had it delivered to her door.
All washed and waiting.
After leaving the kitchen to Mrs. Wang, she and Mr. Yuan went back to the village first.
The sweet potatoes were brought back to the village and delivered directly to the Li family's yard. They borrowed the village's name for use. The sweet potatoes collected by the Yuan family totaled twenty-two stones, and they kept all the scattered ones and some that were dug up.
Yes, keep it for yourself.
The other two families had forty-three stones each, and twenty-five stones each. They had all scraped the mud clean, without digging it into pieces, almost one by one.
Song Qiu held a box in her hand and passed by a family over there. She calculated the accounts and counted the money.
I know that most people in the village are not used to using silver coins, and they all like copper coins, so it is reliable and reliable.
So I made a special trip to the Wantong Bank in town early, and came back after exchanging a lot of copper plates.
With Du Chuanfu and Aling following her, this time she was not afraid of being noticed because she had too many copper coins. It was a safe journey back to the village with the cloth bag.
"Uncle, your sweet potatoes total twenty-two shi, fifty coins and one shi. I should give you a total of 1,110 copper coins. Here are eleven skewers. Count them."
The Yuan family came forward first, and Song Qiu counted the strings of copper coins and gave them to Yuan Shuanzi.
Yuan Shuanzi took it and carefully put it in cloth bags one by one without counting.
Yuan Cheng, Yuan Daping and Yuan Erping followed behind. They were very happy to see so much money hanging around.
There were still people queuing up behind me, so without saying much, a few people got out of the way and went over there to talk to Mr. Yuan.
After digging the potatoes and harvesting the beans, Yuan Shuanzi asked Old Yuan if there was anything he could do to help, and he just said hello.
The workshop hired people, but they didn't need any help. Old Yuan took Yuan Shuanzi and whispered about buying a field.
When Yuan Shuanzi heard this, he felt happy for his eldest sister. It would be great to have land, which is the foundation for farmers to live and work.
"The land here is in short supply. I haven't heard of anyone losing their land or losing their land for many years. But don't worry, sister, I have nothing to do now. I'll go for a walk and help you keep an eye on it."
Over there, Song Qiu paid money to the two families in Yanghuai Village, 2,150 big coins to one family and 1,250 big coins to the other family.
One has twenty-one and a half strings, and the other has twelve and a half strings.
With the string of money in his hand, the people from each family gathered together and counted the coins.
The strings of numbers made the villagers secretly laugh.
The old man was halfway through the count when he seemed to remember something. He raised his head and smiled at Song Qiu, "We don't know how to settle accounts, so we can just count them. Don't be surprised. It's rare to see so many copper plates. It's nice to count them."
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Song Qiu was naturally not surprised. As for the money, it was better to count it in person.
I just saw the anxious guy from another store untied all the money strings at once, piled them all together and counted them slowly, I couldn't help but twitch the corner of my mouth.
"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred, one hundred..., one hundred... How much past one hundred?" The boy's face turned red with anxiety.
The two adults in the family, his grandfather and his father, were scratching their heads too many times to count.
Song Qiu looked at it, thinking that these more than a thousand dollars were piled together, and counting them one hundred by one was very fast. However, the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren obviously did not think so, and wanted to count them clearly in one go.
How long does this count for?
Basically anyone who can count to a hundred is a good person, but I still want to count to a thousand in one go.
Song Qiu secretly laughed, but he didn't mean to laugh at others. There were so many country people who couldn't calculate their accounts.
Seeing that people were worried and it didn't look good to stay here all the time, I simply went over to teach them, "Uncle, we can't count them all together. Let's take our time. As long as we can count to a hundred, this hundred
After counting, string them into strings, and finally count the strings again. One string is a hundred, but ten strings means a thousand?"
She didn't say that she had done a good job of stringing them together first, but if your grandson insists on counting them separately, they can count them together.
The old man understood it himself, smiled sheepishly, and then followed Song Qiu's instructions, taking his time and counting one hundred.
Soon, the numbers came back.
Both families had counted the money, and they all returned home happily.
At this moment, a dozen or so households in Songshan Village had grown sweet potatoes, which they had dug out yesterday. They were all weighed one by one and lined up to pay money.
The one with the most is Liu Laomeng's family. They pick up things here and there and carry things on their backs. It's too big to say that there are more than twenty-one stones in total.
It was only a dozen or twenty kilograms more, and it was difficult to settle the accounts. Song Qiu asked them to take it back and eat it themselves. She only accepted the whole amount, stone by stone, so it was easy to calculate.
Liu Laomeng was happy that the sweet potatoes that had been piled up in previous years and made the whole family look bitter were sold for one or two silver this year. He didn't care about the dozens or twenty kilograms and gave them directly to Song Qiu without counting the money.
As for other families, some have a few stones, and some have one stone and two stones.
Like Liu Laomeng, he kept the extra few kilograms and didn't take them home.
We are all from the same village, and the people of Songshan Village are united, so they don't care about these sweet potato seeds.
It's only enough to eat two or three meals when you take it back. It's rare. But if you put it here, Ah Qiu will be of great use.
But everyone is still curious about what this sweet potato can do.
After harvesting the sweet potatoes from his own village, but no ones from other villages were delivered, Song Qiu looked at half a room of sweet potatoes piled up in a room that had been set aside for the purpose, shouted, and asked the workers to gather around, and started
Arrangements have been made.
"Grandma Zhang, Grandma Caihua, Grandma Lao Meng, and Grandma Cao, you work as a team of four and are responsible for washing and peeling the sweet potatoes."
"Sister-in-law Sophora japonica, Sister-in-law Chunxiang, Sister-in-law Huixiang, Sister-in-law Lianhua, Sister-in-law Lendou, Sister-in-law Hongxia, and Sister-in-law Baicao, you are a group of six and are responsible for cutting the peeled sweet potatoes into small pieces and finely crushing them."
"Uncle Hugua, Uncle Dali, Uncle Daquan, Uncle Anzi, Uncle Tuwa, and Uncle Shunzi, you will work in groups of six and be responsible for grinding."
"Aunt Meifu, Aunt Manju, Aunt Guixiang, Aunt Juhua, Aunt Chenghua, Aunt Meilan, you are a group of six and are responsible for filtering out the ground sweet potato pulp."
As soon as Song Qiu finished the call, those who were called together consciously stood in a pile. People of the same generation were doing the same thing together, which was fine.
Song Qiu asked Zhang Hugua and others to help pressure the water up first, filled several large wooden basins with water, and then packed the sweet potatoes in the house in handfuls and handfuls and moved them to the pressure well.
Then I gave Mrs. Zhang a few instructions on how to wash sweet potatoes. The mud should be washed off and the skin should be peeled off.
This is a simple job, and a peasant woman can master it as soon as she hears it. Soon Mrs. Zhang and the others spontaneously divided the work, two of them washed the sweet potatoes, and the other peeled them.
While they were washing here, the second assembly line was just a little over from the water pressure well. There was a wooden chopping board set up on it. Song Qiu showed several sisters-in-law how to cut the sweet potatoes into pieces, cutting them into thumb-sized pieces. They should not be too big to grind them.
Be more relaxed.
The wooden chopping board is big enough for six people to stand apart.
The third assembly line is two large mills, six people, three people in a group, two people push the mill, one person waits to change the force, and helps to put the sweet potatoes on the mill and catch the pulp.
The fourth assembly line was also the most important one, so Song Qiu arranged for several aunts in Manju who had the strength to work and were more agile.