Chapter 59 Golden Ears also have exquisite products
Author: 久l久
Chapter 59 Golden Ears also have exquisite products
After harvesting the golden fungus, the rest needs to be sun-dried.
Yingbao also planted some flowers at the old house before, not many, just a hundred, and a hundred snow fungus.
These two hundred flowers are grown from strains of mutated golden fungus and snow fungus, and the nutrient base is also watered with a small amount of a mixture of Wudingzhi and pond water, so they grow very well.
After Yingbao harvested them, he dried them and got a total of more than four kilograms of dry golden fungus and four kilograms of snow fungus.
She did not plan to sell all the dried mushrooms, but gave half a catty of golden fungus and half a catty of snow fungus to her grandparents for them to stew and eat.
He also gave Sister Wen half a catty of golden ears.
I kept less than a kilogram for myself, and gave the rest to my father, telling him that these were fine gold ears and would not be sold for less than ten taels of silver per kilogram. Snow fungus was also a fine product, and would not be sold for less than a kilogram of silver.
Jiang Sanlang nodded in agreement.
Then the three brothers went to the county town with Jin Er on their backs, and came to Furifeng Trading Company to find Zhou Mao to sell it.
When Zhou Mao saw that the three brothers were carrying golden ears again, he immediately ordered someone to take care of the tea and asked the boy to bring the spoons to weigh them.
This time the golden ears weighed a total of twenty-eight pounds.
Among them, fifteen kilograms belong to Jiang Sanlang, Jiang Erlang and Jiang Dalang each have ten kilograms, and Old Man Jiang's share is less, only three kilograms.
After weighing the golden ears, Zhou Mao saw that there were still two baskets on the donkey cart that had not been brought over. He couldn't help but ask: "Sanlang, what are you..."
He even doubted whether Jiang Sanlang had done business with other merchants.
Jiang Sanlang said calmly: "These are our exquisite products. We can't sell them without weighing ten liang or one catty."
"What?" Zhou Mao was a little unhappy, "Are you trying to raise the price?"
Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "If I wanted to raise the price, I wouldn't sell those to you. These are really fine products."
Zhou Mao looked at Jiang Sanlang suspiciously, "What exquisite product? You should tell me a thing or two and let me hear it."
Although Jiang Sanlang didn't understand why the little girl must regard these golden ears as exquisite products, since the little girl said so, she had her own reasons.
Then he said: "It can be said to be a high-quality product, of course it has a reputation. I can't explain it, but if Manager Zhou thinks it is expensive, forget it, I can take it to another house. Mr. Li also told me that he wants all of them.
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Actually, Langzhong Li never told him this. I guess he didn't even use up the several kilograms last year.
Even if Jiang Sanlang is finished, he will not go to him again, because Jiang Sanlang has always been worried about old man Wen.
Zhou Mao frowned, clicked his tongue, and slapped the table: "Okay, okay, give these to me first. If I find you pulling some stunts later, Zhou will chase you to your hometown to ask for an explanation."
Then he asked the boy to take the basket of golden fungus and snow fungus and weigh it.
Three jins of fine gold ear fungus and four jins of fine snow ear fungus, for a total of thirty-four taels of silver.
Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang looked at each other.
When did the third brother come up with a masterpiece?
I actually earn more money from these few kilograms of fine goods than I do from ten kilograms.
Zhou Mao was actually a little annoyed, but he had to eat this so-called exquisite product.
Jiang Sanlang seems to be an honest and loyal guy, but he is actually very cunning.
If he lets his golden ears fall into the hands of others, he will lose more than he gains.
Especially Zhao Kun, the chief executive of the commercial bank, that old boy is very sinister and has always been coveting the purchase channels of golden ears.
Fortunately, Jiang Sanlang only recognized himself, and the quantity he supplied each time was not large, so it was inconvenient for the old boy to start.
Humph, he will cook some for comparison later. If Jiang San dares to fool him, he must make him look good.
After getting the money, the Jiang brothers walked back happily.
Jiang Dalang said: "Sanlang, why don't we pool our money to buy a mule cart? We borrow it from Uncle Chen's house every time. It's really embarrassing."
Jiang Sanlang is also considering this matter.
It is really inconvenient not to have a car at home.
From now on, they often travel to and from the county town, and it is really inconvenient to always borrow other people's cars.
"Let's go to the mule and horse market."
"Okay, let's go to the mule and horse market. Anyway, the money we have together is enough to buy a mule cart."
So the three brothers rushed to Luoma Market.
When I asked about the price, a young and strong mule cost more than thirty taels of silver.
Horses are more expensive, costing forty or fifty taels.
Even a donkey costs about twenty taels.
This doesn’t include the frame. Buying a new frame costs more than a dozen taels.
The three brothers sighed, but they still reluctantly bought a mule and were reluctant to buy a frame.
You can go back and hire someone to make a frame, which can save a lot of money. There are people in their town who know how to make a frame, and they produce good wood themselves, and the labor cost is only three or four taels.
Not to mention the three brothers happily taking their mules home, let’s talk about Zhou Mao.
As soon as the three Jiang brothers left, he called the waiter to cook golden fungus, a little of both kinds.
After cooking, I tasted the premium golden ear soup and found that it tasted very fragrant and was indeed different from ordinary golden ear soup.
Zhou Mao was thoughtful, took another sip of ordinary golden ear soup, clicked his tongue, and shook his head, "It seems to be somewhat interesting."
At this time, Zhao Kun, the chief steward, came over and saw two bowls of golden ear soup on his table. He smiled and said, "Why, did you use it first?"
Zhou Mao secretly rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "I'll give it a try. I just collected some fine golden ears. I have to try to see if it's worth it."
Zhao Kun lifted his robe and sat down on the side. He reached out and took a bowl and smelled it, "Aren't these things all the same? There is no difference between high-quality and high-quality."
Zhou Mao saw that the bowl he was serving was the exquisite bowl, so he immediately took it and said with a smile: "I've already eaten this bowl, you can try the other bowl."
Zhao Kun did not doubt that he was there, picked up another bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and started eating by himself.
This thing is so precious that even though I am a big manager of a trading company, I am reluctant to buy it and eat it. If I don’t eat it if I have it for free now.
Zhou Mao also picked up a bowl, touched his increasingly sparse forehead, picked up a spoon and drank it by the spoonful.
Not to mention, after drinking the premium Golden Ear Soup, I just felt so refreshed and even my hair felt refreshed.
After the big manager left, Zhou Mao told his little boy, "Register all these in the register. The fine ones will be purchased at eleven taels per catty, and the ordinary ones will be the same as before, at three and a half taels per catty."
"Yes." The young man is Zhou Mao's nephew. He runs errands with his uncle and is also considered a confidant of Zhou Mao.
While registering, the boy quietly asked: "Uncle, this fine golden ear is so expensive, how much does our store charge per kilogram for takeout?"
Zhou Mao picked up the teacup and pulled the foam away, and said with a smile: "Then the price will naturally increase. A rising tide lifts all boats. It's not a problem to sell one tael of fine products for five taels of silver. There are so many rich owners in Fucheng, so this little thing doesn't matter."
The boy was speechless and glanced at the stew pot.
There is still a little bit left over there. When my cousin leaves, I will try what dozens of taels and a kilogram of stuff taste like.
Zhou Mao crossed his legs and drank two sips of tea, then suddenly stood up.
The young boy was very happy and just waited for his cousin to go out.
Unexpectedly, Zhou Mao walked to the small table, picked up the stew pot, looked at it, and carried it out.
