Finally, Chen Zhao did not learn the tenth paragraph of text. Under Wen Shu's supervision and Ying Bao's cold gaze, he had to stretch out his hands and close his eyes.
Bang bang bang bang!
Yingbao used all her strength to hit Chen Zhao ten times on the hand, which made Chen Zhao cry.
I opened my eyes and saw that the palm of my hand was red and swollen.
Chen Zhao pursed his lips and tried hard not to cry, then ran back to the next classroom with red eyes.
After that, Chen Zhao never came to Class A to find Wen Shu again, and he avoided Ying Bao for several days.
During this period, Yingbao took the time to harvest the fine golden ear and snow ear that she had grown, and dried them in the sun under the clear and sunny autumn weather.
It was a day off at school, and Yingbao put the dried golden ears into a clean bamboo basket, preparing to give it to her father to take to the county town to sell the next day or the day after tomorrow.
She weighed them with her newly bought scale and found that 150 dried golden fungus weighed 4.8 jin, and 150 dried snow fungus weighed 5.3 jin.
She planned to keep a small portion and give the rest to her father to take to the county town to sell.
"Yingbao, what are you busy with?" Wen Yanmin and his wife Xiao Zhenniang stood outside the fence, looking at Yingbao with a smile.
When Yingbao saw that it was her husband, she quickly opened the bamboo fence gate and invited the two gentlemen in.
"How come you have time to come here, sir?" She brought over bamboo chairs and asked the two gentlemen to sit down.
Wen Yanmin lifted the corner of his robe and sat down, saying with a smile, "Let's go for a walk with your husband when we have nothing to do."
Xiao Zhenniang lowered her eyes to look at the baskets of golden fungus and asked, "Yingbao, are you selling these golden fungus?"
Yingbao nodded: "Of course I want to sell it."
"Did you specify who you would sell it to?" Xiao Zhenniang asked again.
"No, I gave them all to my father to take away."
Wen Yanmin bent down, picked up a golden ear and put it under his nose to smell it, and asked, "Yingbao, I wonder how much this golden ear costs per ounce of silver?"
"My father sold it for ten taels per pound last time." Yingbao answered honestly.
"Ten taels per pound, not expensive." Wen Yanmin asked with a smile: "I wonder if you can sell it to me? I'm willing to buy it for twelve taels per pound."
Yingbao blinked and nodded vigorously, "Of course."
As long as the price is right, it doesn’t matter who you sell it to.
"Will your parents agree?" Xiao Zhenniang asked.
"Of course my parents agree." Ying Bao laughed and said, "How much do you want, sir? I'll weigh it for you right away."
She would not refuse to charge or charge less just because Mr. Wen was her husband. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. It was not her who asked him to buy it.
"I want all of them." Wen Yanmin pointed at the snow fungus and said with a smile: "And this snow fungus, how much is one pound?"
"One tael of silver." Yingbao said, "The last time my father brought it to the county town, it was one tael of silver per catty."
"Okay, I'll also charge one or two taels of silver." Wen Yanmin picked up a snow fungus and sniffed it under his nose, his eyes smiling into crescents.
So Yingbao sold her golden ear and snow fungus without leaving her house and got more than sixty taels of silver.
Originally, she wanted to keep the remaining portion of the golden ear, but Wen Yanmin waved his hand and bought even the remaining portion.
Yingbao didn't care. She put away the silver and started to plant the mycelium.
She still planted fifty golden fungus and fifty snow fungus in the cave, and one hundred of each outside. She then divided the excess mycelium into newly bought pottery jars, preparing to give them to her father for distribution.
Several days passed in busyness, and the families in the village who grew golden ear mushrooms harvested and dried them under the guidance of Jiang Sanlang.
Old Man Jiang and his two sons also dried their fine golden ears, each weighing more than one kilogram.
The next step is to go to the county town to sell.
Jiang Sanlang did not hide anything and took his brother Jiang Erlang, Chen Yin and Li Dayong to go to Furuifeng Trading Company to sell golden ears.
Zhou Mao had been waiting anxiously for a long time. When he heard the waiter announce that Jiang Sanlang had arrived, one of his shoes was missing.
"Hahaha, Brother Jiang, you're finally here." Zhou Mao pulled up his heels, asked the little servant to make tea, and ran to the mule cart to check.
"How many fine products have you brought today?" He stretched his neck to look around, and even picked up a flower to smell it.
Jiang Sanlang brought over the second-rate produce that he, his elder brother, his second brother, and his father had grown. “Five kilograms of the best produce.”
Zhou Mao picked it up and smelled it again. He felt that the fragrance was very faint, not as strong as last time.
"Isn't this right?" He picked up the other one and smelled it, then thought he was overthinking it.
But as a businessman, if you have any doubts, you must ask, "Is this really a top-quality product?"
Jiang Sanlang said calmly, "It is indeed a fine product."
The fine products grown by my little daughter have been sold to Mr. Wen at a high price of twelve taels. So the second-rate products grown by myself and my father should be sold at least at ten taels per catty.
If Zhou Mao doesn't buy it, then I'll take it back. I must not show my weakness now.
Zhou Mao frowned and looked at Jiang Sanlang, then he clicked his tongue and said, "Forget it, hurry up and unload the goods."
The boy brought the scale early and weighed the baskets of golden ears.
"There are a total of 52 kilograms of ordinary golden ears, 7 kilograms of snow ears, 5 kilograms of high-quality golden ears, and 3 kilograms of snow ears." The young man counted.
Zhou Mao used his abacus to count, "A total of two hundred and twenty-two taels and five hundred coins."
Jiang Sanlang nodded.
This includes the golden ear and snow ear grown by other families in the village.
He had already counted it at home, and that was it.
Zhou Mao was very happy and said to Jiang Sanlang, "Brother Jiang, you don't have to run back and forth next time. The head of our company said that we will go to your place to collect it when the time comes, so you can save the trouble."
Jiang Sanlang: “Okay.” He just happened to not want to go through all that trouble.
"Do you want silver banknotes or cash?" Zhou Mao asked again.
Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "No silver notes, but cash. People in our village don't recognize that kind of banknotes."
He didn't know where to exchange the thing after he got it. What if the silver shop was gone, all his money would be wasted.
Zhou Mao shook his head and decided not to bother with this ignorant country man. He ordered his clerk to bring the accountant over to settle the money for them.
There were twenty-two silver ingots of ten taels each, and two thousand five hundred copper coins.
It was the first time that Chen Yin and Li Dayong saw so many silver ingots that their eyes were almost blinded.
Oh my God, with so much money, the Jiang family is really rich.
After returning home, Chen Yin showed his father the seven taels of silver and said, "Dad, you don't know that Jin Er really makes money. The Jiang family made more than two hundred taels of silver this time. My God, you haven't made so much money in all the years you have been the village chief."
Chen Sanyou glared at his second son and said, "Asshole! Does your father make money by being a village chief?"
Chen Yin chuckled and said, "I was just giving an analogy."
After handing the seven ounces to his father, Chen Yin said, "I'm going to plant two hundred this time. Jiang Sanlang said this is the last time to plant golden ears this year. We must hurry up, otherwise the golden ears won't grow if there's frost."
Chen Dalang standing by was not happy, "Brother, you planted 200 flowers each, how many will the old man and I plant?"
Golden ear mushrooms can only be separated from the previous mycelium. If you want to have large mycelium, one ball of mycelium can be divided into three or four parts at most. My second brother used 200 myceliums by himself, so wouldn’t the total number of mycelium and my fourth brother’s number not even reach 200
Chen Sanyou couldn't bear to see his three sons quarreling, so he immediately said, "All right, you guys should plant them together. I'm not dead yet, and you brothers are so petty. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"
Boss Chen snorted and shut up.
Chen Yin was not angry. He immediately took his wife and ten-year-old son to separate the strains of bacteria.
If you ask him why he is so enthusiastic, it is because he has selfish motives and wants his wife and son to learn how to plant and maintain the plants as soon as possible.
Anyway, my eldest brother and I will have to separate one day. By then, my family will all grow golden fungus and snow fungus. How can our future life be bad
Maybe he can earn several hundred taels a year like Jiang Sanlang. Hehe, it’s nice to think about it.
Bang! A porcelain bottle was thrown from next door and almost hit Chen Yin on the head.
Chen Yin was so angry that he yelled, "Who? Why are you throwing things around? Can you afford to pay for killing someone?"
Cursing and crying could be heard from next door, as well as the clan leader's scolding: "You are so rebellious! You even break your head just to grow mushrooms. I think you are going to change your ways as time goes by!"