The incident of the second daughter of the Chen family jumping into the river did not cause much trouble, and the villagers soon forgot about it.
Nowadays, people in the West Village are most concerned about the mushrooms in the East Village and the bamboo sheds they built.
Therefore, villagers from the West Village came to the East Village in twos and threes to visit and ask a few questions from time to time.
But now the people in the East Village are thieves, and they don't really want to talk to the people in the West Village. They often say a few perfunctory words, saying that they are too busy to answer, and drive them away in disguise.
But the people in West Village were not willing to give up easily. They tried every means to peep, and some shameless ones even went to the Jiang family for advice, but were turned away by the Jiang family.
On this day, a large mule cart drove into the village, followed by several servants riding donkeys.
After the mule driver asked Jiang Sanlang where he lived, he drove straight to his house.
"Is Jiang Sanlang at home?"
Zhou Mao jumped off the mule cart and came to the bamboo fence gate to shout.
Jiang Sanlang happened to be picking cotton seeds at home right now, so he heard the sound and went out to open the door.
"Hey! It's Manager Zhou. There are only a few visitors."
Jiang Sanlang clasped his fists at Zhou Mao, let him and his party into the house, and asked them to sit down.
Chun Niang quickly got up and went to the kitchen to boil tea.
Zhou Mao looked around Jiang Sanlang's house, said nothing, lifted his robe and sat down on the broken bench.
He rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Your golden ears are all ready to be dried."
"Of course." Jiang Sanlang also smiled: "Boss Zhou, you came just in time, we are all ready."
As long as you go outside and shout, the villagers will probably bring you golden fungus and snow fungus.
"Where are those fine products? How many did you collect this time?"
Zhou Mao came here mainly for the high-quality products, which had already sold for fifty taels of silver and one tael in Fucheng, making them more valuable than century-old ginseng.
This is because not many people know about it. If those noble families knew about it, the door of their own business would probably be squeezed through by the servants of the family, and the price would be sky-high.
Of course, he would not let the Jiang family know these things.
"There are twelve kilograms of fine products in total," Jiang Sanlang said.
Among them, there are five kilograms for myself, three kilograms for each of the eldest and second brothers, and two kilograms for my father.
The one planted by my little girl Yingbao is not included.
"Just twelve pounds?" This is too little.
Zhou Mao was a little disappointed, "Bring them all to me for a look."
Twelve kilograms is just twelve kilograms, it’s better than nothing. Alas, it’s not even enough to share with a few distinguished guests when we go back.
The owner of the trading house alone has to reserve three kilograms, not to mention other distinguished guests, who are all waiting for him to take back the fine gold ears.
Jiang Sanlang took two large baskets out of the house and placed them in front of Zhou Mao.
Zhou Mao picked them up and smelled them one by one, fearing that Jiang Sanlang might get some fake ones in.
Jiang Sanlang didn't care about him and just watched quietly.
Yingbao also came out of the house, followed closely by the two twins.
Zhou Mao finally finished inspecting the fine products and ordered the boy to weigh them.
After weighing the fine golden fungus, Zhou Mao asked again: "Don't you still have fine snow fungus at home? Why don't you take it out?"
Jiang Sanlang smiled and said: "To be honest, that fine snow fungus has been ordered by another family."
"What?" Zhou Mao was unhappy, "Brother Jiang, you are being unreasonable. You promised that I would come and get it, and you didn't even have to do any errands. You actually ordered the fine snow fungus to someone else?"
Jiang Sanlang smiled and said, "But Manager Zhou didn't say he wouldn't let us sell to others, and we didn't sign a contract. Of course, it will be awarded to the one with the higher price."
Zhou Mao angrily pointed at Jiang Sanlang and wanted to scold him, but in the end he did not dare to scold him. He only asked angrily: "How much does the other family pay?"
Jiang Sanlang didn't raise his head too high and said: "I gave you five taels of silver for a pound of fine snow fungus."
"What?" Zhou Mao chewed his teeth, but still cursed, "You, you black-hearted man, how dare you frame me!"
Jiang Sanlang looked calm, "They do give me so much. Manager Zhou, you don't think it's expensive, but others don't."
Zhou Mao was so angry that he walked around in circles and gritted his teeth for the last time, "Okay! I'll give you five taels too, so hurry up and take out the snow fungus. Remember, it's a fine product. I'll mix a fake one in to make you look better!"
Jiang Sanlang then went into the house and took out two baskets of snow fungus, "There are eight kilograms here in total. I can only give you half, and leave the other half to the guest."
When Zhou Mao heard this, he immediately rushed over, picked up two baskets and left, saying: "Stop dreaming!"
After saying that, he told the boy to quickly put it on the scale, and after it was weighed, it was carried directly to the mule cart, and he also ordered a servant to keep an eye on the basket.
Ying Bao witnessed her father's cunning and was simply amazed.
Hey, I still need to study harder with my father. This ability to fool people will be of great use in the future.
The next step is to weigh the common golden ear.
Jiang Sanlang planted five hundred golden ears, Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang each planted five hundred, Jiang Laohan planted two hundred, Jiang Cheng also planted two hundred, and Dani and Erni also planted one hundred.
It is estimated that the Jiang family will have to plant this amount in the future.
"A total of fifty-two catties and eight taels of golden ear, and twenty catties of snow ear." The boy counted.
Zhou Mao took out the abacus and flipped it. "A total of three hundred and thirty-seven taels and an additional five hundred coins."
This is the largest sales volume in history. Jiang Sanlang pursed his lips and smiled.
Zhou Mao knew that the Jiang family did not want any silver notes, so he brought a lot of silver ingots this time, many of which were large silver ingots of twenty taels, which was more than enough to pay for the money.
After loading the golden fungus and snow fungus into the car, Zhou Mao also ran to look at the bamboo shed of Jiang Sanlang's house, then touched the big deer in the yard, and asked in surprise: "Brother Jiang, can you sell this big deer of yours?"
"No, this is my daughter's deer and I can't sell it for any amount of money."
Zhou Mao shook his head regretfully and was about to leave when Jiang Sanlang said again: "Please wait a moment, Manager Zhou. We still have golden ear and snow ear in the village that have not been moved here."
Zhou Mao blinked, and just as he came up with some weird idea, Jiang Sanlang quickly said: "They went to the trading house last time and know the purchase price."
Zhou Mao took a breath and asked without giving up: "Do you have any high-quality products?"
"No. Only our family has high-quality products. It's hard to take care of and others can't grow it." Jiang Sanlang ruthlessly put an end to his illusions.
"Oh." Zhou Mao's interest was waning and he waved his hand: "Then let them deliver it quickly. We won't wait until it's late."
By this time, Yingbao had already run out to call Granny Wang next door, and asked Granny Wang's son to go to another house to inform others.
Soon Jiang Sanlang's house became lively.
The villagers moved their golden fungus and snow fungus here one after another.
Ying Bao and her two younger brothers sat on the deer fence, swinging their legs and watching the people coming and going.
Among a group of big men, there is a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law who are very eye-catching.
The older one is about fifty years old, and the younger one is about twenty years old. They are fair and delicate, with thin eyebrows and long eyes. They are soft and weak, and they look easy to bully at first glance.
These are Patriarch Chen’s step-wife Tang and his youngest daughter-in-law Shao.
I saw Tang holding a little boy in his arms. He was two or three years old, only slightly older than his younger brother. He had a shaved head and thin eyebrows and eyes, much like his mother, Shaw.
Mr. Shao was holding a big bamboo basket with about a hundred dried golden ears in it.
Mrs. Tang walked up to Yingbao with her grandson in her arms, took out a few pieces of candy from her pocket and stuffed them into her hands. She also stuffed two pieces into each of the twins, and said with a smile: "My mother-in-law made these, they are so sweet."
Yingbao thanked: "Thank you, Granny Tang."
The two younger brothers also followed suit and said, "Thank you, Granny Tang."
Tang touched Ying Bao's head and said with a smile: "Next time Bao'er takes his brother to his mother-in-law's house, she will cook a lot of delicious food."
Yingbao nodded, "Okay."
Mrs. Tang smiled even more happily and introduced her grandson to Yingbao: "His name is Chen Bozhong, and his nickname is Yao'er. Yao'er, please call me sister Yingbao."
Yao'er blinked her narrow eyes and called out obediently: "Sister Yingbao."
Ying Bao couldn't help but touch his three-flowered head and responded with a smile.
Xiaojie and Dawu were not happy and grabbed each sister's arms to prevent her from touching the other babies.
