After harvesting the golden ears, the remaining ones need to be dried in the sun.
Yingbao also planted some flowers near the old house before, not many, just a hundred, and a hundred snow fungus.
These two hundred flowers are all grown from mutant golden ear and snow ear fungus strains, and the nutrient base has been watered with a small amount of a mixture of Wudingzhi and pond water, so they are growing very well.
After Yingbao harvested them, she dried them in the sun, and obtained a total of more than four pounds of dried golden ear fungus and more than four pounds of snow ear fungus.
She didn't plan to sell all the dried mushrooms, but instead gave half a pound of golden fungus and half a pound of snow fungus to her grandparents to stew.
I also gave Sister Wen half a pound of golden ears.
He kept less than a pound for himself and gave the rest to his father, telling him that these were top-quality golden fungus and he would not sell them for less than ten taels of silver per pound. Snow fungus was also top-quality and he would not sell it for less than one tael of silver per pound.
Jiang Sanlang nodded in agreement.
Then the three brothers carried the golden ears to the county town and went to the Furuifeng Trading Company to sell them to Zhou Mao.
When Zhou Mao saw the three brothers carrying Jin Er again, he immediately ordered someone to watch the tea and asked the waiter to bring a scale to weigh it.
This time, the total weight of golden ears was 28 kilograms.
Fifteen catties of them belonged to Jiang Sanlang, while Jiang Erlang and Jiang Dalang each had ten catties, and Old Man Jiang's share was a little less, only three catties.
After weighing the golden ears, Zhou Mao saw that there were still two baskets on the donkey cart that had not been taken away, and couldn't help asking: "Sanlang, what are you doing..."
He even suspected that Jiang Sanlang had transactions with other merchants.
Jiang Sanlang said slowly, "These are our fine products. They cannot be sold for less than 10 taels per pound."
"What?" Zhou Mao was a little unhappy, "Are you trying to raise the price?"
Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "If I wanted to raise the price, I wouldn't sell those to you. These are really fine products."
Zhou Mao looked at Jiang Sanlang suspiciously, "What kind of exquisite product is this? Tell me something about it."
Although Jiang Sanlang didn't understand why the little girl insisted on treating these golden ears as fine products, since the little girl said so, she must have her reasons.
So he said, "Of course there is a reason why they can be called fine products. I can't explain it, but if Manager Zhou thinks they are too expensive, forget it. I can take them to other stores. Doctor Li also told me that he wants all of them."
In fact, Doctor Li never told him this. It is estimated that Doctor Li hasn’t used up the several kilograms last year.
Even if he had used up all his strength, Jiang Sanlang would not look for him again, because Jiang Sanlang had always been brooding over the matter of old man Wen.
Zhou Mao frowned, clicked his tongue, and slapped the table: "Alright, alright, give these to me first. If I find out that you are doing something stupid, I will chase you back to your hometown to ask for an explanation."
As he said this, he asked the waiter to bring the basket of golden fungus and snow fungus to weigh it.
Three catties of fine golden ear fungus and four catties of fine snow ear fungus, for a total of thirty-four taels of silver.
Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang looked at each other.
When did my third brother come up with a masterpiece
The money earned from these few kilograms of fine products was actually more than that from my own ten kilograms.
Zhou Mao was actually a little annoyed, but he had to eat this so-called delicacy.
Jiang Sanlang seems to be honest and loyal, but he is actually very cunning.
If I let his golden ears fall into the hands of others, I will lose more than I gain.
Especially the company's chief manager Zhao Kun. That old guy is very sinister and has always been coveting Jin Er's supply channels.
Fortunately, Jiang Sanlang only recognized himself, and the quantity of supply each time was not much, so it was not convenient for the old guy to take action.
Humph, he will cook something for comparison later. If Jiang San dares to fool him, he will be punished.
After receiving the silver and money, the Jiang brothers went back happily.
Jiang Dalang said, "Sanlang, why don't we pool our money together to buy a mule cart? It's really embarrassing to have to borrow from Uncle Chen's house all the time."
Jiang Sanlang was also thinking about this matter.
It's really inconvenient not having a car at home.
In the future, they will travel to the county town frequently, and it will be very inconvenient to always borrow other people's cars.
"Let's go to the Mule and Horse Market."
"Okay, let's go to the mule and horse market. Anyway, the money we have is enough to buy a mule cart."
So the three brothers rushed to the mule and horse market.
When I asked the price, I found out that a young and strong mule cost more than thirty taels of silver.
Horses are more expensive, costing forty or fifty taels.
Even a donkey costs more than twenty taels.
This does not include the frame. Buying a new frame will cost more than ten taels.
The three brothers sighed, but still reluctantly bought a mule, but were reluctant to buy a frame.
You can go back and ask someone to make a bicycle frame for you, which can save a lot of money. There are people in their town who can make bicycle frames. They provide good wood and the labor cost is only three or four taels.
Let’s not talk about the three brothers who happily returned home with the mule, let’s talk about Zhou Mao.
As soon as the three Jiang brothers left, he called the servant to cook golden ears, a little of both.
After cooking, I tried the premium golden ear soup first and found it very fragrant and indeed different from ordinary golden ear.
Zhou Mao seemed to be thinking about something. He took another sip of ordinary golden ear soup, clicked his tongue, and shook his head. "It seems to be a bit interesting."
At this time, the chief steward Zhao Kun came over and saw two bowls of golden ear soup on his table. He smiled and said, "Why, you are eating it first?"
Zhou Mao rolled his eyes secretly and said with a smile: "I'll just give it a try. I just got some fine golden ears, so I have to try to see if it's worth it."
Zhao Kun lifted his robe and sat down beside him. He reached out to take a bowl and smelled it. "These things are all the same. What's the difference between fine and not fine?"
Seeing that he was carrying the exquisite bowl, Zhou Mao immediately took it and said with a smile: "I have eaten this bowl, you try the other one."
Zhao Kun didn't suspect anything, picked up the other bowl, stirred it with a spoon, and started eating.
This thing is so precious that even as the manager of a business, I can't bear to buy it to eat. Now that it's free, I'd rather eat it.
Zhou Mao also picked up a bowl, touched his increasingly thinning forehead, picked up the spoon and started drinking it spoonful by spoonful.
You know what, after drinking the premium golden ear soup, I felt relaxed all over, even my hair felt refreshed.
After the steward left, Zhou Mao told his assistant, "Put all of these in the register. The purchase price for the fine products is 11 taels per catty. The purchase price for the ordinary products is the same as before, 3.5 taels per catty."
"Yes." The young man is Zhou Mao's nephew. He follows his uncle around and does errands. He is also considered one of Zhou Mao's confidants.
As the waiter was registering the fruits, he quietly asked, "Uncle, these fine golden ears are so expensive, how much do we sell them for per pound?"
Zhou Mao picked up the teacup and scraped the foam, smiling, "Of course the price will go up. As the tide rises, so will the boat. It's no problem to sell one tael of fine product for five taels of silver. There are many wealthy people in the city. This little bit of stuff is nothing."
The boy was shocked and glanced at the stew pot.
There is still some left in there. After my uncle leaves, I will try what something that costs dozens of taels per pound tastes like.
Zhou Mao crossed his legs, took a few sips of tea, and suddenly stood up.
The young man was delighted and just waited for his uncle to go out.
But Zhou Mao walked to the small table, picked up the stew pot, looked at it, and took it out.
Boy: …
Is your uncle not full
Or do you want to wash the pot yourself