At this time, Ying Bao said, "Uncle Zhou, do you want to buy snow fungus? I still have some at home."
Seeing a baby trying to do business with him, Zhou Mao couldn't help but smile and said, "Of course I'll take it."
"How much is one pound?" Yingbao asked.
Zhou Mao pondered for a moment and said, "If it's good quality, the price of dried snow fungus is 500 coins per pound."
Yingbao nodded her head and asked, "Will Uncle Zhou keep collecting them? Will he stop wanting them if there are too many?"
Zhou Mao said seriously: "It is indeed possible. Our company has to ship out the goods we receive. If the supply exceeds the demand, we will naturally not accept them."
"Oh. Thank you, Uncle Zhou. I understand."
After coming out of Furuifeng Trading Company, only Jiang Sanlang was unhappy, while everyone else was in high spirits.
Now that the purchase price has been agreed upon, I can go back and start working on it. How can I not be excited
Even if it is only sold once, it will be enough for their family to live happily for many years.
Jiang Sanlang drove his donkey cart past several shops, bought a lot of daily necessities, and also bought study supplies and calligraphy books for his daughter.
I bought several more pieces of cloth.
Now that I have earned money, I should buy some new clothes for my family and live a good life.
Passing by a blacksmith shop, Jiang Sanlang bought some farm tools, a few sickles, and a new iron pot.
To buy iron farm tools, one needs to register one's household registration. Jiang Sanlang took out the prepared household registration and registered it with the person in charge, and also paid the iron tool tax.
After leaving the city gate, the donkey cart moved much faster. The three brothers talked and laughed in the cart, discussing how to grow golden ears in the future.
A donkey pulled a cart of people for a hundred miles, and had to rest several times along the way, as it was extremely tired.
While the donkey was eating grass and drinking water, Yingbao fed it a handful of Wudingzhi, which cheered it up again.
It was not until dark that the five people and the donkey finally reached home.
When he returned to the old house, it was too late, so Jiang Cheng did not return the cart. After unloading the donkey, he brought a bundle of grass to feed it.
Suddenly I found that this guy was full of energy. He didn't look like he had run 200 miles a day at all. It was a bit abnormal.
Jiang Cheng patted the donkey's head and muttered, "Is there something wrong with it? Usually it would foam at the mouth after running twenty miles, but today it's strange."
The donkey snorted loudly at him, raised its head and brayed, its big eyes squinting in the direction where Yingbao disappeared.
As for Yingbao, when she got home, she went to see her brother first, and gave her mother a bag of cakes. "The shopkeeper said that this is the easiest to digest, so it can be given to the baby and mother too."
Chunniang took it with a smile, "My Baoer is still the best. Your father went to the county town and bought nothing for the three of us."
Yingbao: "Daddy bought some cloth for mom and brother. It's so beautiful. We'll move back soon."
Jiang Sanlang not only bought cloth for his own family, but also for his parents, his eldest brother, his wife, his nephews and his nieces, and his second brother's family was not left out.
But now no one in Jiang Erlang's family knows how to make clothes, so they are all left in the main house, and the eldest sister-in-law is asked to help make them.
Sure enough, after a while, Jiang Sanlang came into the house carrying three pieces of cloth.
The cloth is smooth and bright, with a texture and color that is not available in the town's cloth shops.
On the cloth were also two books for Yingbao, a copybook, a stack of paper, two brushes, an inkstone, and several ink sticks.
He put down his things, took out three silver ingots from the cloth bag around his waist and handed them to his wife.
He picked up his son whom he hadn't seen for a day and kissed him, then said with a smile, "I've told my parents that we'll go to the kiln in a few days to order some bricks and tiles. After the summer harvest, we'll rebuild the house and build the wall. Then we won't have to worry about people sneaking in."
A few days ago, some bastard sneaked into the bamboo shed in the middle of the night, stole a piece of golden ears from a mulberry tree, and tore off a few of them, which made Jiang Sanlang very angry.
Later, Jiang Sanlang simply slept in the bamboo shed, and no one came over.
Yingbao, who was flipping through a book, heard that her father wanted to build a house, and immediately ran over, looked up and said seriously: "Dad, don't build a house."
Jiang Sanlang was stunned and asked, "Baoer, why don't you want to build a house? Isn't it good for us to live in a big house? We can build a big yard in the future, and you and your brother will each have a spacious room to live in."
"No!" Yingbao grabbed her father's sleeve and said firmly, "If there is a flood, the house will be washed down. Dad, let's not build a house here. Let's build it in Nanshan. There will be no flood there."
Jiang Sanlang was a little surprised.
I was surprised how my daughter could say this.
Yes, in previous summers, the water levels of rivers did rise and sometimes flooded into farmland, but how could a little child know all this
"How did Baoer know that there would be a flood?" Chunniang asked, feeling uneasy.
She had always believed the rumors in the village and thought the little girl was somewhat spiritual, so she paid special attention to what Yingbao said.
Yingbao's eyes twinkled and she said, "I had a dream. There was a flood here. The whole village was submerged and all the houses were washed down. Even Grandpa Muramasa's house collapsed."
Muramasa's house is made of blue bricks and blue tiles, and it is impossible for it to be destroyed by ordinary floods.
Chunniang and Jiang Sanlang were speechless upon hearing this.
They looked at each other with a serious expression.
Jiang Sanlang put his son down, squatted down and looked at his daughter, "Bao'er, have you told anyone about these things?"
Yingbao shook her head.
Jiang Sanlang: "Then you can't tell anyone else, understand?"
Yingbao nodded.
"Tell my parents, when will the flood come?" Jiang Sanlang asked again.
Yingbao bit her finger and thought for a moment, "I don't know."
Jiang Sanlang: ...
Chun Niang touched her daughter's head and said softly, "Bao'er, then tell me why you want to build a house in Nanshan?"
Yingbao's eyes lit up, and she gestured, "Let's go to Nanshan to build a house. We can plant a lot of apple trees there, and the deer will have a place to graze. Let's build a big house and a big yard, so that Daddy can grow golden ears."
Jiang Sanlang scratched his forehead and felt that what his daughter said made sense.
That’s right, Nanshan has a vast area and part of his family’s permanent farmland is also there. If he wants to build a house, he won’t have to worry about not having enough space.
As for the property tax and land tax, you can earn money by growing golden ears and can fully afford to pay all the taxes.
Moreover, the farmland in Nanshan is barren, so it doesn’t matter whether you plant crops there or not. Many families have left the land fallow because they can’t even harvest the seeds.
However, living in Nanshan also has its disadvantages, that is, it is far from the village, and if my family really moves there, it may not be safe.
"Chunniang," Jiang Sanlang asked his wife, "If we build a house in Nanshan, is it really possible? Isn't it too remote?"
Chunniang frowned.
She had no idea either.
Jiang Sanlang sighed and muttered, "It would be nice if my elder and second brothers also went there to build a house."
As more people live there, safety issues are resolved. Nanshan is undoubtedly the safest place to live, at least there is no need to worry about floods.
In fact, Nanshan is not really a mountain. It is just a dirt hillside with a lot of cultivated fields and wild bamboo forests.
However, because the reclaimed land was not properly maintained, it became increasingly barren year by year, and many people gave up farming and fled.
There is a natural pond there. Although it is not big, it is enough for the daily life of several families. If the pond is expanded and rainwater is accumulated over a long period of time, perhaps even the water problem for irrigation can be solved.
Thinking about it this way, maybe it would be a good idea to build a house in Nanshan. At least it can avoid the flood that my daughter dreamed of.
"Or, I will go and discuss it with my parents and elder brother tomorrow." Moving and building a house is not a trivial matter. Not only does he need to obtain the consent of his parents, but he also needs Muramasa's approval.
No words were spoken that night.
The next morning, before Jiang Sanlang went to the front yard, Jiang Dalang, Jiang Erlang and Old Man Jiang came carrying pieces of mulberry wood.
"Sanlang, can we divide the plants today?"
Jiang Dalang had already built a bamboo shed in his yard, waiting for Sanlang to finish his work so that he could divide the plants and grow the fungus.
"Okay!" Jiang Sanlang had just that idea, so he quickly took his brother into the bamboo shed and taught them step by step how to divide the plants and how to water them.
Jiang Dalang planted 100 trees, and Jiang Erlang also planted 100 trees.
Old man Jiang only planted twenty plants, hoping to earn some pocket money for himself.
A day passed in busyness.
Jiang Sanlang was so busy for two days that he even forgot to tell others that he was going to Nanshan to build a house.