Mrs. Liu was so angry that she felt angry when she thought of her second sister's proud look. It was just a plate of food, why should it be like this?
Zhao Xuewen bowed and said: "My son went out to inquire about where to buy it. I will buy it back for my mother early tomorrow morning."
Zhao Xuewen was sensible, and Liu's face became slightly better before he said: "I can't buy it. They say all the goods are sold out this time. I don't know when it will arrive next time."
There is nothing that can't be bought with money. Zhao Xuewen added: "I know there is a milk seller outside the city. I will buy some."
"That's different," Ms. Liu continued, waving her hand. "That stuff melts as soon as it's baked on a small stove. It's especially fragrant when wrapped in dried meat. Nothing can compare with milk."
Mrs. Liu said, saliva welling up in her mouth. She didn't know who figured out how to eat it. How good is she at eating it?
Zhao Xuewen has never heard of such a thing before. The Liu family is not rich but they are well-off. They are naturally more particular about food and clothing. If you want to complain, just blame his father for insisting on staying in the village. As long as he has some courage, he can return to the city that year.
Settlement.
Zhao Xuewen said with a shy face: "When mother said this, I felt hungry. There must be some origin for this thing, right?"
"Yes," said Liu, "it comes from the northwest... Taozhou, and it's called Yang's cheese."
Northwest, Taozhou?
Isn't that a place where his mother and brothers go? No matter where there are rich people, this Yang's cheese is so good that they sell everything to Kaifeng.
Zhao Xuewen said: "Since it is so easy to sell, why don't merchants get more?"
Mrs. Liu felt that Zhao Xuewen must have lost his mind from reading: "Of course Taozhou can't sell them all, so how can they be shipped out? These are a few boxes brought by merchants from there. They were not intended to be sold in the first place. They were put on the shop floor
The shopkeeper persuaded me, so I kept the one in my hand."
"I haven't heard that there are many good things in Taozhou before. This year is really strange. In addition to the cheese, there are also good fur mats. The fur is really good. It is soft when you touch it with your hands, and there is no fishy smell from the fur.
Yes, there is a smell, but I don’t know what it was washed with."
"They also brought some leathers, which are also top quality. The ones left in the shop were all sold out in two days."
Ms. Liu was really envious in her heart. The merchant from the northwest had really made a huge profit, and without even stopping, he turned around and went back to buy goods.
As Liu said something, she remembered something and glared at Zhao Qikun: "By the way, didn't your three sons and Yang go to Taozhou? Did they write you a letter and mention that there is Fengxia Village in Taozhou?
?If you can climb up to Fengxia Village and help make leather goods, you might even be able to make some money."
Liu's words were so sinister that Zhao Qikun lowered his face and frowned: "Why mention those people? Not afraid of bad luck? I exchanged letters with them. I don't want to see them again in this life."
Mrs. Liu liked to hear what Zhao Qikun said. As soon as Zhao Qikun spoke, Zhao Xuewen next to him became quiet and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"I don't know if you have been following them for a long time and got some bad luck," Mrs. Liu looked at Zhao Qikun complainingly, "The errand that I got is now gone. It cost me dozens of taels of silver..."
Mrs. Liu didn't want to talk anymore, so she stood up and walked to the backyard, leaving Zhao Qikun and Zhao Xuewen in the room. To put it bluntly, she was interested in the knowledge in Zhao Qikun's belly, not him. What's so good about an old face?
She thought well before getting married, but after getting married, her thoughts were different. Zhao Qikun and his son had better pass the provincial examination, so her education was not in vain.
After Mrs. Liu left, Zhao Xuewen hurriedly walked to the door, looked around furtively, and found that no one was around, so he went back to look at Zhao Qikun.
"Dad," Zhao Xuewen's heart skipped a beat, "do you know where Fengxia Village is?"
Zhao Qikun said: "Didn't I just say that it's a village in Taozhou."
Zhao Xuewen shook his head: "No, my son is not talking about this. My son is talking about Fengxia Village. That is the place where I want to settle down with my second brother and the others. Didn't you hear? That place sells cheese and skins, and merchants are competing for it.
Let's go, dad, tell me, mom and the others won't be able to get rich, right?"
Zhao Qikun's heart sank. He naturally didn't think that Mrs. Yang and the others were capable. If they were good, wouldn't it mean that he had taken the wrong path?
impossible.
Zhao Qikun said: "Taozhou is so big, even if it is a village, it is certainly not a recent immigrant."
"But," Zhao Xuewen said, "it is a village after all. Even if you provide charity, you should be able to make some money. Moreover, it is called Yang's cheese. Isn't my mother's surname Yang..."
These words made Zhao Qikun sneer: "You said she made the cheese? I think you have a broken head. You actually have such thoughts. Do you think anyone can do business?"
"Just her? Does she have this ability, or does the mute and the fool have it? Do you know how much milk costs?" Zhao Qikun's beard almost flew up with anger, and he looked at Zhao Xuewen fiercely, "Think more about anything you encounter, don't
Talk nonsense, otherwise you will lose my face. Don't say this in front of your mother."
Zhao Xuewen responded: "My son understands."
Zhao Qikun felt uncomfortable. Mrs. Liu went back to her parents' home just to ask him about his errands. It seemed that there was still no news. He didn't understand. Is this God against him? When did something happen to the Feng family, it happened to him?
When I went to the government office to find an errand, I was really unlucky.
Zhao Qikun was disturbed. After Zhao Xuewen left, he sat back at the desk again, picked up the book on the desk and read it, but he could not read a word.
In the past, when Mrs. Yang was here, he would ask Mrs. Yang to get her wine and make some food. Apart from anything else, Yang's food was really good.
Zhao Xuewen walked out of the yard and decided to write a letter to Tao's family and ask about Fengxia Village. How was his mother and brother doing in Fengxia Village?
If they really become successful, he can't just watch from the sidelines.
…
Fengxia Village was really busy at this time.
The weather is getting warmer and warmer, and spring plowing is about to begin. I must earn more money before spring plowing.
Needless to say, the people in the whole village are like horses running on the grassland, they are all letting go and rushing forward with all their strength. All the people in the East Village are also using their hands. Now the two villages are really indistinguishable from each other.
When they are busy, everyone will not go home individually. They will clear out a yard alone, build a stove, and leave a few women to cook for everyone. Everyone will go to eat separately. No matter when they go, there will always be someone.
food.
This really saves trouble. Everyone in the village eats and drinks there, and there is no need to cook a separate stove at home. Now everyone has more time to make leather.
Mrs. Cao brought a basin of water over, which was the water after washing the fur. Although the water was not clean, some foam could still be seen on the surface. The foam was fragrant, just like flowers blooming in the ground.
Mrs. Cao put the water on the ground, wiped the sweat on her forehead, and looked at Mrs. Feng: "What do you think Sister Luo did to this? The fur was really soft and fragrant every time she washed it.
When I poured this water, I couldn't bear to part with it, wishing I could use it to wash my hair."
Mrs. Feng frowned: "You don't mind being dirty."
Old Mrs. Cao rolled her eyes: "You have only had a few good days, and you are no longer you. In the past, you were not allowed to use any water. Do you know that the water is not dirty?"
As they spoke, the two old ladies looked at the busy people. Somehow, looking at the bustle made them feel good. Everyone had something to do and money to take. Wouldn't life get better and better?
"Where is Sister Luo?" Old Mrs. Feng said, "I haven't seen her for a few days."
Mrs. Cao nodded. Sister Luo adjusted the water for cleaning the fur every day and took the donkey cart to the village. She didn't know what she was doing.
Mrs. Cao waved her hand: "It can't be anything big anyway."
Zhao Luoyang, who had nothing serious to do, was watching her fourth uncle try out crossbows. Not far away was Cha Shuo, who was riding a horse and running away having fun.