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Chapter 59 Another wave of fame

Of course, in Zhou Lan's opinion, the old housekeeper and his accountant were conquered by his young wife. It used to be that whenever Mrs. Fan said anything, they would come over and secretly ask him for instructions.

Now, when the housekeeper or accountant comes to report something to the same room as the younger daughter-in-law, he always responds to the younger daughter-in-law.

The old man himself was completely excluded.

Zhou Lan suddenly realized that there were no inner and outer courtyards. It seemed that apart from studying, his wife was in charge of everything in the courtyard.

Or maybe they don’t have an outer courtyard in their house.

Zhou Lan held the scroll in his hand and sat down next to Jiang Changxi, and said casually: "You guys went to Zhuangzi to read it and it was pretty good."

Jiang Changxi said in his heart, it has been two days, why did you think of asking this question?

I still talked to Zhou Lan: "Our village is quite unique. There is running water passing through the village, and there is a hilltop. You can have your own orchard in the future. If you like any flowers and plants, you can tell me and open up a piece of it.

You can make a garden, and in the future you can invite people to study and write there, meet friends and so on."

Zhou Lan still understands what his current conditions are. Life is more important: "No, our yard is big enough for us to worry about."

Jiang Changle showed off from the side: "My sister built a hill for me on my farm, and I like them all."

Zhou Lan suddenly felt like he was jealous of his brother-in-law, he was treated so well.

Zhou Lan smiled and said, "Really? From now on, we can just go to Chang Le's hill to play."

He dragged his brother-in-law to write big characters. He didn't want to continue with this issue that was doomed to failure.

Behind my wife's back, I taught my brother-in-law: "I'm studying now. I don't have time to take care of my own house. I don't want to cause any trouble to my wife."

My eyes are full of it, you have caused trouble for my wife.

Chang Le: "Chang Xi said, I am not a trouble, I am a sweet burden."

Zhou Lan felt that her heart had been hammered and it was extremely sore. She pointed to a word: "This word is not good to write. Please write it ten times again. Also, call her sister from now on."

Okay, I'm annoyed and petty.

It's useless for Chang Le to be unconvinced. The teacher said, should the eldest disciple take the younger disciple? Zhou Lan was exercising his master's rights.

It was at this time that Jiang Changle began to understand that he should not go too far in provoking this brother-in-law, otherwise he would become petty.

After her daughter-in-law returned home, she didn't say anything. It was as if the words she said before leaving the house, "I will miss you," had never been said. This made Zhou Lan so confused that he couldn't continue reading.

Zhou Lan was very depressed. He had been holding it in for several days and wanted to ask Jiang Changxi if you really missed me when you went out.

I'm fine now. I finally plucked up the courage, but my brother-in-law disturbed me.

If you ask again, he won't have the shame.

Jiang Changxi went out for a while, but despite being so warm-hearted, he ended up harvesting a lot of apricots. This kind of fruit is very seasonal and will spoil if you don't eat it.

Dagui took the little girls and made a completely different kind of preserved fruit from apricots, which looked more beautiful in color and tasted sweeter than candied fruit.

The feeling of biting it in your mouth is very different.

My husband likes this kind of preserved fruit very much.

Not to mention Chang Le, if Jiang Changxi hadn't made people look at him and not allow his uncle to eat more, I'm afraid Chang Le would have eaten the preserved fruit.

The housekeeper and the accountant have all seen and eaten this food, so they are more interested in their own orchards.

If the fruit can be made like this, easy to store, and not so sour, it can definitely be exchanged for money. No wonder the grandmother wants to plant a fruit tree on the top of the mountain.

Butler Zhou sincerely admires this grandma, she is really good at eating.

Flattery to grandma: "Grandma has a way. Just this mountain fruit can taste like this."

The old accountant even said: "If this was placed in the town or in a shop, it would be very valuable. It's a pity that those farmers have never thought of such a solution after seeing these fruits spoiling in the mountains."

In other words, this is the heritage of a big family.

Jiang Changxi heard what the old accountant said: "It's not that I'm hiding my secrets and don't want to share the preserved fruit method with these farmers. The raw materials are actually more expensive than the fruits, and I'm afraid the farmers can't afford it."

I'm not trying to shirk it, this is a real problem. For farmers, sugar is definitely a luxury product.

No one would spend money on candy for something they don't know if it can be sold.

The old accountant wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and he really didn't mean it: "I don't dare, I don't mean it. I have a kind heart, so I miss the days of those farmers."

Butler Zhou: "Such a recipe is not easily passed on among big families, let alone among farmers. Grandma, you are really kind-hearted."

When Jiang Changxi heard the two talking like this, he felt that he should do something: "I can't let people compliment me like this in vain. Let's let the people in Zhuangzi divide into two groups and go out to collect the fruits. If there are people willing to sell the fruits,

, although a few copper coins are not much, fortunately it can be considered as an income."

Old housekeeper: "That's a good thing. For the banker, a few copper coins are an unexpected surprise."

The old accountant: "But what should we do if we have so many apricots in the village? I will go and talk to the shopkeeper."

Jiang Changxi: "That's not necessary. It's just a few apricots. Let me put in more good ingredients and make candied fruits. I'll give some to my uncle and some to my parents' family. I'm afraid my husband also has friends who want to give them.

The seventy-seven or eighty-eight pieces are all used up.”

Did you get so much money in vain? Isn’t this a bit incompetent?

The old housekeeper feels sorry for the money. Sugar is very expensive.

But they didn't dare to say this to the eldest grandma. Speaking of which, it was the two of them who talked so much that this happened.

After returning home, Jiang Changxi said to Dafu: "I thought we had to wait until our orchard harvested the fruit before we could make preserved fruit. Now it seems that I was wrong. The fruit is not ready-made, but it just costs more."

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Dafu: "Compared to sugar, these fruits cost more. But do you really want to say hello to the shopkeeper?"

Jiang Changxi was full of ambition: "Dafu, remember, going to the store is not a business. The things in our village are all given away. The uncle wants to study. We are not businessmen."

So give away the good stuff and wait patiently for these shopkeepers to catch wind of it.

Dafuxin said, that is, only when there are good things, the grandma can say such strong words. If you have goods, you don't have to worry about customers, this is what the grandma said.

But in the old shopkeeper's accounting room, the master and servant would never say that.

The master and servant looked at each other and smiled, a bit cunningly.

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