"Big sister, I've already said that the shop belongs to Bao'er, and she paid for it herself. From now on, it will be her dowry. Sanlang said that no one can be the owner of the shop."
Chunniang beat six eggs into the pot, then used chopsticks to stir the noodles.
“······” Jiang Yunniang stood up suddenly and ran back to Jiang Dalang’s house angrily.
As soon as he saw his mother Jiang Liushi, he started complaining, "Mom, don't you do anything about the mischief of my third brother's family?"
"What's going on again?" Jiang Liu frowned: "Why is Sanlang making trouble?"
Jiang Yunniang pulled my mother into the house, grabbed her sleeve and whispered, "Chunniang actually said that the shop was Yingbao's dowry. Tell me, are my third brother and the others confused?"
Jiang Liu brushed her daughter's hand away and glared at her: "What do I think? The shop originally belonged to Yingbao. Sanlang said that the money to buy the shop was also earned by Yingbao herself. What's wrong with giving it to her as a dowry?"
"How much money can a little girl like her make?"
Jiang Yunniang suddenly remembered that Yingbao seemed to be growing golden ears, so she changed the subject: "Even if the money to buy the shop was earned by her own money, she is not a member of our Jiang family. You are really a fool to let her keep so much money..."
"Shut up!" Jiang Liu was furious, pointing at her daughter and saying, "I think you are the one who has lost your mind! Don't say such things again. Yingbao is our Jiang family's child, no one can use bloodline to make excuses!"
Jiang Yunniang was shocked by my mother's harsh words. She stared at me blankly and didn't recover for a long time.
Jiang Liu sighed, feeling sorry for her daughter, and whispered, "Mother Yun, if you have nothing else to do, go back. Don't mention the matter of the shop again. If your father hears what you said just now, he will beat you with a stick."
Jiang Yunniang's eyes suddenly turned red, and she felt very aggrieved.
I just told the truth, but you can't tolerate it? It's true that a married girl is like water poured out of the door. Who in her parents' family will take me seriously in the future
The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Jiang Yunniang jumped up and rushed out of the house, shouting to her son, "Yukun! Yukun! Go get the mule cart and let's go home!"
Seeing that her elder sister-in-law was about to leave, Jiang Dasao did not stop her. She just said, "Wait a moment, elder sister. I'll go pick some kohlrabi for you to eat."
The kohlrabi is at its freshest now, and it tastes crispy and sweet when eaten raw. My eldest sister-in-law is a city dweller, and her family doesn't grow them, so she always brings some back every time she comes to her parents' home.
"No need!" Jiang Yunniang refused outright and waited for her son to harness the mule cart, climb on board and leave.
Jiang Liu watched her daughter leave and sighed.
This good girl was not originally of this kind of personality. But since she went to the county town with her son-in-law to do business, she has become more calculating.
Today, she actually plotted against her own brother. Fortunately, Sanlang didn't hear what his sister said, otherwise it would have been a very ugly scene.
After breakfast, Yingbao and her second cousin went to the orchard.
Jiang Quan climbed up the tree to pick apples and talked about the shop with his little cousin.
What my aunt said makes sense. Once the apples and pears are sold out, the shop's business will indeed plummet.
Because there are not many people buying preserved fruits and golden ears, not even a pound of them can be sold in several days.
Without these fresh fruits at home, the shop would be almost deserted.
"Yingbao, what should we do after the fruits are sold out?" Jiang Quan asked worriedly.
Yingbao put the big apples she picked into the basket and said, "Everything will work out when the time comes. Don't worry."
At worst, I can set up a wonton stall in front of the shop. There will always be a way.
But this is only a last resort, and she won't do it unless it's absolutely necessary.
The food stall seems to make money, but in fact it is only enough to make enough to feed and clothe people. It is better to make more money by growing golden ears.
But the shop cannot be closed because you have to pay a market tax every month. If you fail to pay on time, the tax collector will take away your shelves.
However, golden ears were not easy to sell in her shop, because people who could afford them would go to the big pharmacy to buy them, and would not come to her unknown little shop.
From this point of view, it would be better for me to make some popular products, like the rouge and powder made by my second aunt.
There were many flowers and trees growing in her cave, and she couldn't pick all the flowers. It would be a pity not to throw them away.
If that didn’t work, she would make medicinal pills and sell them.
There are many shops in the city that sell medicinal pills, such as Suhexiang pills, Hangover Jixiang pills, Patchouli, Cloves, Frankincense, Agarwood, Sandalwood, etc., which can be eaten or worn.
Opposite her shop was the county school. Which of the scholars didn't use incense? For headaches, fever, stomachaches, diarrhea, etc., they would first use the pills they brought with them, and then go to the pharmacy for treatment if it didn't work.
And he had the Pupil Spring, which he could use to grow a lot of fragrant flower materials, as well as some medicinal materials, as long as he could get the seeds.
If all else fails, you can buy herbs from a pharmacy, add a little bit of your own ingredients to them, and the pills made are guaranteed to cure the disease.
After picking several large baskets of apples and a basket of pears, and then two baskets of melons from the vegetable garden, Jiang Quan loaded the baskets onto the carriage, and then called two friends to go to the county town together.
Before leaving, he touched the gourds hanging on the fence of his vegetable garden and muttered, "It should be ready in another month, and then I can take it to the county town to sell it."
Last year, Jiang Quan made a lot of money from selling gourds, so this year he planted a lot of gourds near his own vegetable garden, waiting for the gourds to mature and sell.
Li Dao and Wang Dashan also planted a lot, but their gourds grew slower than Jiang's, and they didn't know the reason.
Yingbao sent Jiang Quan away and then went to find Chuchu.
Chuchu has been picking peppers with Erni and the others recently. After picking, they have to take the peppers to the riverside to soak in water and peel them.
When Yingbao was not at home, Chuchu lived with Erni. They ate, slept and worked together.
When I brought my two dogs to the pepper garden, I saw my dad and several villagers cutting pepper vines, apparently preparing to insert spikes.
"Sanlang, we have a deal. One seedling costs one hundred coins, but you have to make sure it survives."
The speaker was Chen Changsheng, the village chief of Xicun. "We want 500 trees, a total of 50 strings of cash. You won't lose a penny when the time comes."
Jiang Sanlang raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Why, you want to take the things without paying? Then don't buy them, there are long queues in other villages waiting for them."
When the villagers of Xicun heard this, they became anxious and glared at Chen Changsheng, "Uncle Chen, can you say less?" Wait until the seedlings are dead before talking about it. Talking about it now will only make you unhappy.
Seeing that Jiang Sanlang really stood still, Chen Changsheng hurriedly said, "I've brought the money, so hurry up and cut your hair." Then he pointed to the saddle bag beside him and said, "The fifty taels of silver are all in it."
He was really afraid that Jiang Sanlang would be stubborn and not give Xicun the pepper vine.
The villagers in my village have been waiting for a long time, but they can’t get the golden ears and cotton seeds, let alone the pepper vines.
Seeing that Xicun was about to become the poorest village in the township, Chen Changsheng became very anxious.
Li Dayong and Li Eryong, who were with Jiang Sanlang, immediately ran to check the amount of silver. After counting the silver, they nodded to Jiang Sanlang: "It's exactly fifty taels."
Only then did Jiang Sanlang start to cut the vines with scissors.
Yingbao admires her father very much. He can exchange every crop in the house for money.
In fact, she still has a lot of these pepper vines. If each long pepper vine can be sold for a hundred coins, she can make a fortune even if she doesn't run a shop.