The sunshine in autumn is good, the fields are busy with autumn harvest, and several villages below Songling Town have reached their slack season, but Erlizi Village is different, and the liveliness is a bit unusual.
What could be the reason? It's not because the shopkeeper of Wufuji came to the village to place an order. It's been more than ten days and everyone is still talking about it!
"I just said that I wanted to join this sweet potato workshop! But I refused to let it go! Now that they are doing business, we won't get any benefit at all."
"Then who would have known that this banker's girl is so capable? It's not my fault."
Some farmers in the village were noisy at home, talking about what had happened before and what could happen now, and they kept throwing the blame and smashing the dishes every day.
There were also some people who could do a good job. After carrying their things, they went to the village chief's house and asked, saying that they still wanted to find a job in a workshop, even if it was a small job.
Of course the village chief didn't agree.
At first, he had said all the good things, and the girl had explained clearly, and he had persuaded him all he could. At that time, everyone was reluctant, fearing that they would be deceived and suffer a loss. Now they see that they can make money.
, rushed up to beg, if he agreed like this, wouldn't he be unable to face the people who supported this sweet potato workshop in the first place?
But the village chief didn't say anything. He just said that the workshop has just started and there are enough people. If we need to recruit people later, your family will be considered first.
After that, if I talk to the villagers about harvesting potatoes, no one will mind getting a note.
It can be considered an improvement.
Others wanted to come to Zhuang Keqing, thinking that the girl was younger and would be easier to talk to than the village chief. But they couldn't catch him even if they came back. After many times, they thought they were avoiding them on purpose, so they had no choice but to stop thinking.
Zhuang Keqing is indeed very busy these days. He keeps his feet on the ground and cannot eat on time. He is busy running between the workshop and the house, and he can't even take care of the tofu business at home.
Without her help, only Shen Ling and Qin Manzhi were left. They were so busy that they could only provide the tofu from the vendor, so that they had not been able to go to town to sell goods for almost a month.
Don't have that time.
Besides, after finally taking some time off, it still needs to be used to steam wine.
Yes, her potato residue wine has been successfully tested.
Now the four jars of original brew have been distilled into clear and fragrant potato wine, but she has not disclosed it to anyone except her own family.
She now regrets that the potato residue left over from making vermicelli in the workshop can only be simply dried in the sun and later used as livestock feed.
Time passed quickly, but in less than ten days, all the goods shopkeeper Hu wanted were ready.
During these days, the village chief specially summoned some idle wives and sewed a large number of bags for these goods. The labor was calculated as one penny a piece and was settled when the goods were sold.
This move alone won the favor of many people in the village.
On the day of delivery, it was bright and early, and the workshop was bustling with people. The village chief called everyone who had animals at home who could pull the carts. Three thousand kilograms of goods were carried by four or five donkey carts.
, not even the cart pushed by the people behind.
The group of people left the village under the watch of the villagers. The group was huge and full of momentum.
"Where is this convoy? How do you get from here?"
On the way, I met villagers from other villages who went to the town to sell goods, and everyone was surprised.
There are no good roads in the nearby villages. The nearest official and commercial roads end at Songling Town. No caravans ever pass by here.
"Hey, brother, what are you so lucky about?" Someone still couldn't help but ask.
"It's the dried potatoes and vermicelli from our Erlizi Village."
The person who answered was Zhang Da. He had been filled with enthusiasm since the beginning of the preparation of the sweet potato workshop. Now that it was time to deliver the goods, his chest was swollen and he felt a sense of pride.
"Erlizi Village?" the person who asked the question muttered to himself.
He only knew that there was a tofu maker in Erli Village, and the goods were sold well, but when did he come up with something else? Looking at the several large trucks in front and behind, they must have weighed thousands of pounds.
Although he was confused in his heart, he didn't bother to ask. He just nodded and went to the front, which made Zhang Da, who was full of bragging words, feel uncomfortable.
Halfway through the journey, Zhuang Keqing wanted everyone to take a rest, but everyone was in a hurry to deliver the goods and even said they were not tired, no one stopped.
In this way, when the motorcade arrived at the entrance of the town, the sun was barely slanting in the sky.
After paying the entrance fee and checking the goods with the gatekeeper, the Erli Village delivery team entered the city.
Since it was not a fair, such a large pomp was still rare. So when the motorcade stopped at the entrance of Wufuji, the curious eyes of the passers-by could not be hidden.
The shopkeeper of a shop at the end of the street gestured to the waiter to go and see what was going on.
The boy nodded and jumped out, blending into the crowd of onlookers, and came back after a while.
"Shopkeeper, it's Wufuji who is purchasing the goods."
"What kind of goods have been brought in? There are so many?" asked the shopkeeper.
"It's dried potatoes and vermicelli." As he spoke, the boy whispered into the shopkeeper's ear, "I had a few chats with the delivery guys and said they were from Erli Village, and this product is still
The shopkeeper of Wufuji personally went to the village workshop to order it."
"Dried potato and vermicelli?" The shopkeeper was lost in thought.
Why does he feel so familiar?
That’s right! Dried potatoes!
Isn't it the same stuff that two mud-legged guys came to sell a month ago? They even offered it for eight cents a pound, but he kicked it out.
What is so strange about this thing that the old fox from the Five Blessings Book came to collect it in person?
As for this fan, he also had some impressions. Wasn't it because there was a lot of freebie tricks going around in the town before?
Is this thing really easy to sell?
But he hasn’t heard anything recently!
"Go and guard the door again to see if there is any other news and report back in time."
"Understood, shopkeeper."
The boy went out again, leaving the shopkeeper with a thoughtful look on his face.
In The Book of Five Blessings, the men in Erli Village are busy putting goods into the warehouse stalls, while Zhuang Keqing has already paid for the goods at the shopkeeper in Tonghu.
"One thousand kilograms of dried potatoes, ten taels of silver, two thousand kilograms of vermicelli, thirty taels of silver. You will not be charged for the sacks and shipping charges."
Shopkeeper Hu wanted to finally get some luck and get some discounts, but was blocked by Zhuang Keqing's casual remarks.
But he was an old shopkeeper after all, so he covered up his embarrassment with a smile and simply asked the shop assistant to take the money.
"Forty taels, one tael is a lot."
Five taels of silver ingots, eight in total, were placed neatly on the table, and shopkeeper Hu pushed them in front of Zhuang Keqing.
"If you want to exchange it for copper coins, you can go to Zhenxi Tongbao Yinhao. The money is weighed there the fastest and the reserves are the most sufficient. It won't affect your return journey."
"Thank you, shopkeeper."
Zhuang Keqing was not polite and took the money directly, and then brought out a small altar from nowhere.
"This is?"
"What do you think?"
Shopkeeper Hu couldn't guess that this was just an ordinary small jar of pickled vegetables. It was earthy in color and looked like it wasn't worth a lot of money. But what was inside, could it be...
"Could it be fermented bean curd?"
"I was just about to tell you that the jar I gave you last time had already been eaten by me. It was really good. I even thought about buying some more goods with you." Shopkeeper Hu laughed and was about to take the jar.
Go, "The price is good."
"Hey, Shopkeeper Hu, have you forgotten our agreement?"
The little girl in front of her had curved eyebrows, slightly curled pink lips, and a pretty and charming appearance, but the words she asked made Shopkeeper Hu feel nervous.
What agreement? Did you promise something before and forget about it?
"this……"
He hesitated for a moment and did not reply.
"Ah, you are such a noble person who forgets things so much, so I'll let you take a look."
Zhuang Keqing pursed her lips, lowered her head, and used her dexterous hands to untie the thick rope that sealed the altar. When she uncovered the oil paper sealing mud on it, a clear and sweet smell of wine immediately filled the entire cabin.
"This! This is!"
Shopkeeper Hu stood up in shock, and the stool behind him almost fell to the ground due to his violent movements, making a rough and lengthy "squeak" sound.
"Don't you want to try it?"
The simple, featureless little earthen jar was gently pushed in front of him.
"Come on, come on, bring me wine grapes!" Shopkeeper Hu's voice was trembling.
The boy obediently fetched the wine cup and the wine cup, then stepped forward to help the shopkeeper pour a cup of wine.
"Don't move!" Shopkeeper Hu scolded, then grabbed the wine utensils, moved gently towards the small earthen altar on the table, and said softly, "I'll do it myself."
It's as if this pot of wine is some kind of Yaochi nectar.
