Xiao Zhenniang took it and smelled it, only to feel a faint fragrance.
"It's definitely different, the taste is slightly different."
"Really." Wen Yanmin put away the small golden ear, "This is sent by Yingbao. It is different from the golden ear sold by the Jiang family. I also bought some from Old Man Jiang, but there is no Yingbao.
The delivered effect is good.”
Xiao Zhenniang was surprised, "You mean, the Jiang family does have an ancestral secret medicine?"
"Yes!" Wen Yanmin nodded: "But his family does not use secret medicine to make money."
Xiao Zhenniang pondered.
In this way, my father-in-law's speculation was true, and it was a right bet to bring my family here.
But how can I buy that kind of golden ear again?
Xiao Zhenniang thought of Yingbao and shook her head.
I really don't want to be scheming with that child.
Wen Yanmin added: "If there is good news from my grandfather, you and Shu'erbao'er will be able to return to Yuzhou."
After returning to Yuzhou, they can continue to enjoy the family resources and live in good clothing and food for a lifetime.
"Let's talk about it then." Xiao Zhenniang stood up, "The prince has been ill for many years and cannot be cured overnight. It is safest for us to stay here honestly."
Although the mountain village is poor, most people are quite sensible. My two children have become more cheerful here and are much happier than in that strict home. Even my son, who has never liked studying, is also quite sensible and actually knows that
I took the initiative to read.
Now that you have settled down, you might as well stay a few more years and cultivate your mind and character so that you don't have to go back and deal with others in the hope of making people unhappy.
"makes sense."
Wen Yanmin likes this village very much. In autumn, the ground is filled with endless leaves, and in spring, the world is full of fragrance. He hopes to live in a quiet and dispute-free place for the rest of his life, where he can see fallen leaves in autumn, flowers in spring, and experience all kinds of things in the world.
School ends at noon.
Yingbao picked up her small schoolbag and waved goodbye to Sister Wen, then skipped out and ran out.
After leaving the classroom, he saw Erni and Huzi standing not far away, waiting for him.
Erni stepped forward and held her little cousin in her arms, taking her brother home with her.
"Ying Bao, didn't you know that there is another student in our class? He is from Nishimura."
Erni gestured not far away, "As soon as she arrived, she pestered Wen Hengyin and asked him this and that. She also asked him if he was a rich man from the county town and if he could take her to play in the county town. Wen Hengyin was so scared that he didn't dare to
Talk to her."
Ying Bao looked in the direction of Er Ni's mouth and saw Chen Zhao holding on to Wen Heng Yin, not knowing what to say to him.
Wen Hengyin was obviously very impatient. He couldn't break free several times, so he pushed her hard and ran away.
Chen Zhao stumbled and almost fell, but when he turned around, he met Ying Bao's eyes.
Yingbao turned her head and said to Erni: "Ignore her from now on."
In his previous life, Chen Zhao saw only two types of people: those who could be used and those who were useless.
As long as she thinks that person is valuable to her, she will do everything possible to please her, but once that person is of no use to her, he is a useless person, and she can immediately turn against him or even betray him.
Ying Bao doesn't want her brothers and sisters to be targeted by such people, so the best way is not to get close to her or interact with her.
The three of them walked home together and met several villagers on the way, all of whom greeted Yingbao warmly.
"Yingbao, school is out!"
"Yingbao just came home."
"Have you eaten Yingbao? Do you want to go to my house to eat something?"
Yingbao:……
She is just a child, so there is no need to be so polite.
When I got home, I heard Chun Niang say: "Bao'er, someone wants to buy our big gourd. Do you want to sell it?"
Ying Bao nodded without hesitation: Sell! How much money will he pay?"
Chun Niang: "There are two people who want to buy. One offers ten taels, and the other offers twelve taels. They are both businessmen from Xiang Street."
Ying Bao blinked: "Is it too little? Forget it, I won't sell it anymore." It was much different from her expectation.
Nowadays, apart from deer, her family is most famous for these two giant gourds.
Because this thing appeared at the place where her brother and sister were drowning, and happened to save them, many villagers believed that the gourds were thrown down by gods from heaven, so they regarded the two gourds as divine objects.
In recent days, several groups of people from other villages have come here just to have a look at the gourds. Of course, all the villagers in the village, including children, have come to touch them all, almost touching the bare skin of the two big gourds.
Even the newly born baby was held by the adults in his family and came over to rub the gourd, saying it was a blessing sent from God.
Later, it got worse and worse. The first thing the villagers did when they came back from the fields every day was to stroll to Jiang Sanlang's house and steal a gourd before going home satisfied.
When Jiang Sanlang saw this, he carried one gourd to his new home in Nanpo, while the other one remained in the old house for everyone to touch.
Alas, it won't work if you don't touch it. Even the clan leader, village chief and clan master often touch it intentionally or unintentionally before leaving with satisfaction.
"If you don't sell it, you won't sell it." In fact, Chun Niang is not willing to sell it. After all, this thing is also a rare thing, and her family is not short of money, so why should she sell it.
But after all, the two gourds were brought back by my little girl, so I must ask her for her opinion first.
"Let's eat first." Chun Niang opened the bamboo cover and found two dishes and one soup on the table.
Cabbage and tofu, a plate of cut pickled eggs, a bowl of vegetable and egg drop soup, and a bowl of steaming white rice.
The two younger brothers also ran over and set up benches for their grandma and sister. They also sat down and waited for grandma to load their meals.
"Daddy won't come back for dinner today?" Yingbao asked as she sat down on the bench.
"Chun Niang is loading food for the children," he was called to build a bamboo shed. There are several families in the village who want to grow golden ear, and they have agreed with your father that they want to build the bamboo shed with the mushroom rack first.
As soon as there are strains of bacteria, we will start immediately. Alas, all the mulberry trees in our northern mountains will be cut down by those people."
At this moment, every household in the village secretly went to Beishan to cut mulberry trees. Seeing that Beishan was about to be stripped bare.
Yingbao picked up the bowl, took a few bites, and said, "Why must we use mulberry wood? We can use clay pots instead of mulberry wood."
She has already tested it, and even if she uses a clay bowl, as long as the nutrients are sufficient, she can still grow golden ears.
"How can I replace the pottery bowl?" Chun Niang was puzzled.
"In the past, mulberry wood was used because the mulberry wood is a dead tree, and the golden fungus can absorb a small amount of the nutrients inside. But now we have wheat bran and rice husks. We crush these with mulberry wood chips and steam them on a basket for two hours.
Let it cool and put it into a jar, then you can plant golden ears on it."
Ying Bao said confidently, "These can be reused several times. Isn't it better than cutting fresh mulberry wood?"
If the superiors knew that local people dared to cut down trees on a large scale, they would probably be the first to be unlucky.
Therefore, villagers must be prevented from going to Beishan to cut mulberry trees.
What you need to grow mushrooms is dead wood, not fresh wood.
"Can it still be like this?" Chun Niang was very happy, "I will tell your father later and ask him to order two hundred clay pots. Our family will also use clay pots to grow golden ears in the future."
In fact, using mulberry wood as a base was a helpless move in the past. At that time, I had no money, so I would naturally save whatever I could. But now that I have money, I can just buy some jars, which cost 4 to 5 cents each, which can cost 1,200.
It’s only a few hundred words.
The ladies were eating when they suddenly heard someone shouting outside: "Is Jiang Sanlang at home?"
"Who is it?" Chun Niang put down her bowls and chopsticks, stood up and went outside.
I saw two burly men standing outside the courtyard gate.
Seeing that she didn't recognize the person coming, Chun Niang asked, "What do you want from my husband?"
One person smiled and said: "We came here because of your reputation and want to see your gourds."
