The silk cloth could not be dried so much on the boat, so Huo Xi asked Huo Erhuai to find an empty and uninhabited wilderness, go ashore, pull out the hemp rope, wash and dry it.
I didn't dare to expose it to the sun for fear of fading. As soon as the sun rose, I took it back. The mother and daughter were very busy.
Huo Erhuai put mother and daughter on the shore, while he and Yang Fu rowed the boat to sell goods and wait for sunset to pick them up again.
After being busy for several days, the fifty-eight pieces of silk cloth I bought were all washed, rinsed with clean ground water, soaked in citric acid water, dried in the shade, ironed, and wrapped in original paper.
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The mold spots on some pieces of silk cloth were too stubborn to be cleaned. Yang said it was a pity, but Huo Xi thought the result was excellent.
She didn't even expect that the citric acid liquid refined by the local method could really remove the mildew stains.
On the one hand, citric acid is really effective, and on the other hand, these silk fabrics have not been exposed to rain for a long time. If the mildew stains have been attached to the fabric for a long time, it will probably not be easy to remove.
This result made the family very satisfied.
Huo Xi looked at the dozens of pieces of cloth placed in the cabin and began to figure out what to do with them.
Sell it back to Huo Zhong? No. He knows what's going on, so he'll probably get a lower price. And he knows she has a way to get rid of it, but he doesn't tell her, so he'll probably think she's evil.
Looking for a store to sell in the inner city?
I guess the price will be lowered. Going to the residents’ homes and knocking on the door one by one? That’s okay.
But once there is any movement, it will trigger the whole body. It is better to avoid it during this period. If possible, do not enter the inner city. Entering the inner city is the next best option.
Then we can only go to the outer city.
As for how to sell it, either sell it in bulk, or find a store and sell it all. It is certain that the price will be lowered when you find a store. It is better to knock on doors one by one and sell it in bulk like selling crabs, which can make more money.
It's just a bit troublesome. Fifty pieces of cloth are estimated to take a long time to sell. And two fishermen come to sell silk cloth, and it takes a long time to explain the origin of the silk cloth.
Huo Xi is a little bald.
Even though I know that these cloths are just a pile of money, or a lot of money, I just don't know where to start.
And what should I do with those horses that have some flaws?
The family left it to make clothes? They all wore silk clothes, lowered the net to catch fish, mended the net and dried it?
Huo Xiji shivered. He was a bit high-profile. It would make people jealous. Their family still had to survive among fishermen, so it was not good to be too unconventional. They had to blend in. Only by blending in could they plan for the future.
It would be great if she and Yang could both embroider. They could keep the cloth at home, cut it out and sell it as embroidery, and they could make more money.
Huo Xi thought for a while, then entered the cabin, lifted up the bottom board of the boat, and opened the box containing bald butter and various shrimp products.
At first glance, there were dozens of jars. Although the family was busy drying and washing cloth these days, Huo Erhuai and Yang Fu were not idle either. They made dozens of jars of the collected shrimps and crabs. Because she had no time,
None of them were sold.
Huo Xi took a bottle of dried shrimp and a bottle of grilled shrimp, and then covered the bottom plate again.
"Dad, shall we go to Qianqian Village?"
"Ah? We still have linen, but it's not sold out." Huo Erhuai was a little confused.
Yang looked at the two cans of shrimps held by Huo Xi and asked, "Xi'er wants to give your Grandma Zhao and Aunt Zhao the shrimps we made?"
Huo Xi nodded: "Yeah. It's just a way. This time we are mainly going to sell the few pieces of defective silk. They can buy them to make clothes or embroidery. It's up to them. I accept it.
As a favor to them, I will sell the cloth to them cheaper this time."
Yang slapped her thigh: "Okay! Xi'er has a good idea. Let's sell them cheaper and recover the cost. Next time we go to collect cloth and buy something else, it will be convenient."
Huo Xi nodded: "Yes. Now that we have washed the cloth, we are free. Last time, my mother said that she wanted to collect some chicken and duck meat to make salted duck, duck and air-dried chicken to sell. This time we happened to go to the village to collect some."
Mrs. Yang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, I have been busy with silk these days and have forgotten about it. My mother is a good craftsman. Then we will collect the clean meat and dry it on the boat. We will slowly dry it in the winter."
If you sell slowly, you can save more money!"
In winter, the family wants to go ashore to rent a house, but they are afraid that fishing in the river will be inconvenient and the catch will not be too much, so it is a good time to sell goods.
These days, the family's floating grocery store can make a net profit of one or two yuan a day, which has stabilized. It is more appropriate than serious fishing. This is when Yang's heart is burning.
Huo Erhuai and Yang Fu also thought it was good, so the family rowed the boat to Qianjin Village.
Huo Xi hasn't been to Qianjin Village for a while. When she came here before, she saw the golden ears of rice rippling in the wind and smelling of rice. Today when I entered the village, there were only bare rice stubbles left in the fields.
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"Mom, the rice has been harvested."
Yang hugged Huo Nian, who was looking around, and also looked at the rice fields: "Yes, this year is another good harvest year. Xi'er likes to eat rice. We will go to the village later to buy some new rice with your Grandma Zhao and cook it for you.
Come and eat.”
Yang Fu was very happy: "Sister, buy more, the new rice is fragrant."
Yang rolled her eyes at him: "In the early years when I couldn't have enough to eat, I didn't see you despising the smell of old rice."
Yang Fu glared back at his sister. The family had made a lot of money these days, but his sister was still so stingy.
Pulling up Huo Xi who was covering her mouth and snickering: "Let's go, let's go find Grandma Zhao."
Huo Xi followed his footsteps and looked at the rice stubble on the roadside.
One day, she will also buy hundreds of thousands of hectares of fertile land, watch it sow seeds, watch it sprout, watch it heading, watch it blossom, watch it stir up rice waves in the wind, and enjoy the joy of a good harvest again.
"Grandma Zhao, Aunt Zhao, we are here!" Yang Fu shouted at the door of Zhao's house, carrying a basket and holding Huo Xi's hand.
After a while, there were footsteps in the courtyard, and the door creaked open from the inside.
A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old stood in the door and looked at them.
Huo Xi and Yang Fu were stunned and looked up at him.
"Is it brother Zhao Sui?" Huo Xi asked, raising his head.
Zhao Sui curled up his lips and looked at Huo Xi. He had already guessed the identities of the two children. Although he had never met the family, he often heard family members talking about them.
Nodding: "Yes, you are the little Huo Xi dressed up as a boy?" He looked at her with a smile.
Huo Xi smiled and nodded: "Yes. This is the first time I've seen Brother Zhao Sui after coming here so many times. Brother Zhao Sui is good."
She bowed her hands to him as a salute. Zhao Sui smiled and returned the salute to her.
Yang Fu looked at him blankly. Is this the eldest son of Aunt Zhao? The eldest son who passed the scholar examination and worked as an errand at the Hebo Station? He came to his senses and followed Huo Xi in saluting.
"Why are you standing at the door? Come in, come in!" Grandma Zhao's voice came from the courtyard.
Yang just happened to arrive with Huo Nian in her arms, and followed her into the yard.
Yang looked at Zhao Sui and praised him for his outstanding character with his grandmother Zhao and Aunt Zhao.
As for Xiucai Gong, he looks different from others. No wonder he works as an errand in the river bank and eats royal food. I heard that his monthly salary is two dou per stone, and he usually has other supplies from fishermen and netizens. He is leisurely and dignified.
I couldn't help but look at Yang Fu. Fu'er has learned a lot of words from Xi'er these days. I wonder if he can become a scholar and get royal food in the future.
He shook his head again, forget it. It will take several days to learn a big character. Remember it today and forget it tomorrow. Let’s cultivate Nian’er well.
He looked at Nian'er fondly, and after receiving a toothless smile from Nian'er, he looked at Zhao Sui again.
Last night, two hooves were distributed in our street, and I was very moved. I tried to use a kitchen knife for a long time, but I couldn't cut the skin of the meat. How else can I call it a kitchen knife? It seems that it can only cut vegetables. I only have that one
A knife. If the whole thing is stewed, my casserole won't fit in. It makes me worried.
