"Girl, it is against the law to kill someone. It's not worth paying for that kind of life. Don't worry, my uncle has said this and he can definitely do it," the village chief promised.
"Thank you, Uncle Village Chief." Bai Ling thanked him with a smile and raised his voice: "Fellow folks, let me tell you now how to pick and prepare these common medicinal materials. Everyone.
If you don’t understand anything, just go to the foot of the mountain and ask our family. Everyone knows about our family’s situation, and we collect herbs at the foot of the mountain every day.”
"Girl Bai Ling is bright, then you can tell me first. Everyone, please listen carefully and try not to cause trouble to Sanshu and his family. Wasting time is just delaying other people's money. We can't do such immoral things." The village chief said.
I shouted to prevent the women outside from chatting messily again.
Bai Ling eloquently explained the methods of picking herbs and preparing them, but they were only large quantities of herbs such as honeysuckle, echinocarpa and plantain.
It is not safe to go into the mountains. If someone is injured by a wild animal, there is no reason to blame them.
Furthermore, there are not many herbal medicines in large areas in the mountains, and it is easy to make mistakes if you are not sure. Bai Ling does not want his family to be consulted all day long, which will delay their work.
Old Mrs. Bai didn't get any favors, but she still shamelessly stayed in the third room. After hearing about how to pick herbs, she left with Bai Mei.
When it comes to making money, the villagers listen very seriously, and the talkative women keep their mouths shut, for fear that the third wife will remember the past and refuse to teach them carefully.
Before dawn the next day, many people were walking towards the foot of the mountain. Bai Ling had specially reminded them yesterday that picking honeysuckle in the morning dew would be the best way and would bring the best price.
Naturally, Sanfang also wanted to go into the mountain. The family was not in a high mood because of what happened last night, but they all forgot to ask where the things were hidden. Bai Ling naturally did not need to explain.
Bai Ling didn't tell his family about Bai Sanshu's secret selling of medicine. He just thought it was to give Bai Sanshu a chance to change his ways, so that his family would not lose more than they gained if they separated.
To be on the safe side, Bai Ling went to the town early in the morning, hired a bullock cart to go to an empty temple, and emptied out all the medicinal herbs that had been dried recently at home from the space, and sent them to the medicine shop to sell.
This time, Bai Ling also sold the medicinal materials produced in the space, and got more than 300 taels of silver in one fell swoop. In order to avoid making the family suspicious, he only took less than 50 taels of silver and transferred it to Gongzhong's account.
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Bai Ling does not plan to sell the food produced in space. In this low-yield era, food is the basis for survival, far more important than money, so it is most appropriate to keep it for emergencies.
Unless Bai Ling becomes a big landowner or there is no room for it, it will not be too late to consider selling some at that time.
The space has a fresh-keeping function, and the vegetables are not in a hurry to be processed. They just need some space for storage. Bai Ling does not plan to plant any more vegetables in a short time.
On the other hand, Bai Ling also grows a lot of vegetables that can be seen all year round, such as radishes, cabbage, and potatoes.
"Herbal medicines are still worth their weight in gold. If you have a variety, you won't have to worry about sales." Bai Ling carried a basket on his back and walked slowly towards Qian's Mansion, whispering his next plan in a low voice.
Manager Chen prepared many kinds of medicinal materials for Bai Ling, but the quantities were not large.
But Bai Ling is still happy. Due to the time difference in space, he will be able to harvest soon, and he is not afraid that he will not be able to plant on a large area.
It's just that it's too difficult to buy medicinal seeds, which gives Bai Ling a headache.
Qian's small kitchen.
"Sister Shaoyao, this is the hairpin promised to you. I have been busy recently and have no time to go to the back mountain, so I have been delaying this matter." Bai Ling smiled sheepishly, and she couldn't say that she had taken this matter up.
Forgot.
"It's so beautiful, just like the real thing." Shaoyao happily received it in his hand, put it in his hair and gestured with it, and asked expectantly: "How is it, does it look good?"
"Well, as the play says, people are more beautiful than flowers." Bai Ling praised.
"Xiao Nizi, you dare to make fun of your sister." Shaoyao pretended to hit Bai Ling, touched the hairpin and said: "I will ask my second uncle to help me color it later. I will wear it every day from now on."
"As long as Sister Shaoyao likes it." Bai Ling smiled softly. He was naturally happy that his craftsmanship was recognized by others. "Let's get started. Let's change the taste of the old lady today and make a sweet and spicy dish..."
Every time Bai Ling finishes cooking, he never leaves immediately.
It was one thing that Shaoyao pestered Bai Ling for advice, but another important reason was whether the old lady ate it to suit his taste.
Although Bai Ling has never encountered rework, she still persists in this habit. She cannot afford to offend the Qian Mansion.
Today, after Bai Ling explained some dishes to Shaoyao, he was called by Walnut to go to the old man's place.
"Girl, you have been cooking for me for a month. How about it? Have you decided whether to stay in Qian's Mansion as a cook? Don't worry, I will never make you tired. The salary is easy to negotiate. You are in charge of the money.
You only need to cook for me. If you want to go home every day, I can send you a carriage to take you back." Mr. Qian was basking in the sun, but when he knew Bai Ling was coming, he opened his eyes and said straight to the point.
Bai Lingfu bowed, and although it was not standard, it still showed a sense of generosity.
I carefully looked at the old man's complexion and saw that he was indeed in good health, which made me feel truly at ease.
"I have already said that I only know how to cook some home-cooked dishes. Sister Shaoyao has been helping me this month, and she can cook more dishes than me. The old man really wants to have a personal cook, and Sister Shaoyao is the most suitable one. After all,
Food is a big deal, so you can be more at ease with your own people, right?" Bai Ling smiled and rejected the old man's intention to keep people, with a considerate look on his face.
"Well, since you have no intention of staying, just take this month's reward and you won't have to come here to cook every day." Waving to Walnut, the old man continued: "But girl, please remember to study.
When you come up with something new to eat, you should think of me, old man, first, I won’t waste your time in vain. If you encounter any difficulties, you can also come to me, Qian Mansion still has some respect in Wufu Town."
Bai Ling nodded gratefully and promised: "With the old man's words, how could Bai Ling forget you? You must take care of yourself, especially in terms of diet, and put your health first. Also, you must exercise more...
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"Are you asking for a beating?" The old man's eyes widened and he looked a bit scary.
Bai Ling shook his head helplessly. This was not the first time he met the old man, so he knew a bit about the old man's temperament.
He is a foodie, he is also righteous, and he is a generous master.
The walnut left and came back, holding a small bag of silver and handing it to Bai Ling, muttering dissatisfied: "I've never seen such a dishonest person like you. It's your blessing that the old man likes your cooking skills.
I still want to refuse.”
"Everyone has their own way to go. Bai Ling is just a poor farm girl. She values family ties more than making money. She wants to spend more time with them and grow together."
After Bai Ling finished speaking, he glanced at the old man who was sleeping, and whispered to Walnut:
"Remember, I urge the old man to soak his feet in hot water for at least one stick of incense every day, and never go to bed after eating..."
Walnut listened carefully to Bu Tire's words, and finally said arrogantly: "You are the only one who talks a lot. I am the person who serves the old man. I know less than you. Do I know less than you? Come on, don't delay the old man's sleep."
After appreciating the walnuts and rolling his eyes, Bai Ling left the Qian Mansion with brisk steps. (To be continued)