The incident of the second daughter of the Chen family jumping into the river did not cause much of a stir, and the villagers soon forgot about it.
Today, the people of West Village are most concerned about the mushrooms of East Village and the bamboo sheds they have built.
So, villagers from West Village came to East Village in groups of three or four, asking questions from time to time.
But nowadays the people of East Village are very cunning and don’t want to bother with the people of West Village. They often just say a few perfunctory words and then say they are too busy to reply, thus driving them away in disguise.
But the people of Xicun were not willing to give up easily. They tried every possible way to spy. Some of them were so shameless that they went to the Jiang family to ask for advice, but they were turned away by the Jiang family.
That day, a large mule cart drove into the village, followed by several servants riding donkeys.
After the mule driver asked about Jiang Sanlang's home address, he drove the mule cart straight to his home.
"Is Jiang Sanlang at home?"
Zhou Mao jumped off the mule cart and came to the bamboo fence gate and shouted.
Jiang Sanlang happened to be picking cotton seeds at home at the time, and when he heard the noise he went out to open the door.
"Hey! It's Manager Zhou. What a rare guest."
Jiang Sanlang bowed to Zhou Mao, invited him and his group into his house, and asked them to sit down.
Chunniang quickly got up and went to the kitchen to boil tea.
Zhou Mao looked around Jiang Sanlang's house, said nothing, lifted his robe and sat down on the broken bench.
He rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile, "Your golden ears are all dried, right?"
"Of course." Jiang Sanlang also smiled: "Manager Zhou, you came at the right time. We are all ready."
As long as you go outside and shout, the villagers will probably bring you the golden ear and white ear fungus.
"What about those fine products? How many did you collect this time?"
Zhou Mao came here mainly for the fine product. That thing was sold for fifty taels of silver per tael in the city, which was more valuable than a hundred-year-old ginseng.
This is because not many people know about it. If all the noble families knew about it, the doors of their own businesses would probably be broken down by their servants, and the prices would probably be driven up to sky-high levels.
Of course, he would not let the Jiang family know about these things.
"A total of twelve kilograms of fine products were produced." said Jiang Sanlang.
Among them, I have five kilograms, my eldest brother and second brother have three kilograms each, and my father has two kilograms.
The ones planted by my little girl Yingbao are not included.
"Just twelve pounds?" That's too little.
Zhou Mao was a little disappointed, "Bring them all here for me to see."
Twelve pounds is better than nothing. Alas, there won't be enough to share with the guests when I get home.
The owner of the trading company alone had to reserve three kilograms, not to mention the other distinguished guests, all of whom were waiting for him to take back the fine golden ears.
Jiang Sanlang carried two large backpacks out of the house and placed them in front of Zhou Mao.
Zhou Mao picked them up and smelled them carefully, fearing that Jiang Sanlang had mixed in some fake ones.
Jiang Sanlang ignored him and just watched quietly.
Yingbao also came out of the house, followed by the two twins.
Zhou Mao finally finished inspecting the fine products and asked the waiter to weigh them.
After weighing the premium golden fungus, Zhou Mao asked again: "Don't you have premium snow fungus at home? Why don't you take it out?"
Jiang Sanlang smiled and said, "To be honest, that fine snow fungus has already been reserved by another company."
"What?" Zhou Mao was unhappy. "Brother Jiang, this is really not fair. I said I would come and get it, and you didn't even have to run errands. Why did you order the premium snow fungus to someone else?"
Jiang Sanlang smiled and said, "But Manager Zhou didn't say that we can't sell it to others, and we didn't sign a contract, so of course we'll give it to whoever offers the highest price."
Zhou Mao was so angry that he pointed at Jiang Sanlang and wanted to scold him, but he didn't dare to scold him out loud. He just asked angrily, "How much did the other families pay?"
Jiang Sanlang didn't raise the price too high, and said, "I paid five taels of silver for a pound of fine snow fungus."
"What?" Zhou Maozhi sucked his teeth and cursed, "You, you black-hearted person, how dare you frame me!"
Jiang Sanlang looked calm, "They did give so much. Manager Zhou, you think it's too expensive, but others don't."
Zhou Mao was so angry that he turned around in circles. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll also give you five taels. You quickly take out the snow fungus. Remember to make sure it's top quality. If you mix in a fake one, you'll be in trouble!"
Jiang Sanlang then went back into the house and brought out two baskets of snow fungus. "There are eight kilograms of them here. I can only give you half. The other half must be kept for the guest."
Zhou Mao rushed over immediately upon hearing this, picked up the two baskets and left, saying, "Stop dreaming!"
After saying this, he told the boy to quickly get on the scale, and after the scale was weighed, move it directly to the mule cart. He also ordered a servant to keep an eye on the basket.
Yingbao witnessed her father's treachery and was simply amazed.
Oh, I still need to learn more from my dad. This ability to fool people will be of great use in the future.
The next step is to weigh the common golden ears.
Jiang Sanlang planted 500 golden ears, Jiang Dalang and Jiang Erlang each planted 500, Old Man Jiang planted 200, Jiang Cheng also planted 200, and even Dani and Erni planted 100 of each.
I guess the Jiang family will have to plant according to this amount in the future.
"There are a total of 52.8 jins of golden fungus and 20 jins of snow fungus." The waiter counted.
Zhou Mao took out his abacus and swiped it. "A total of three hundred and thirty-seven taels and five hundred coins."
This was the largest sales volume ever, and Jiang Sanlang smiled.
Zhou Mao knew that the Jiang family did not want silver banknotes, so this time he brought a lot of silver ingots, many of which were large silver ingots weighing twenty taels, which was more than enough to pay the money.
After loading the golden ear and white fungus into the car, Zhou Mao ran to the bamboo shed of Jiang Sanlang's house to take a look, and then touched the big deer in the yard. He asked in surprise: "Brother Jiang, are you selling this big deer?"
"No, this is my daughter's deer. I won't sell it no matter how much money you offer."
Zhou Mao shook his head regretfully and was about to say goodbye when Jiang Sanlang said, "Please wait a moment, Manager Zhou. We still have some golden ear and white ear fungus that haven't been moved here yet."
Zhou Mao blinked, and just as he was about to come up with an idea, Jiang Sanlang quickly said, "They also went to the merchant house last time and know the purchase price."
Zhou Mao took a breath, but still asked, "Are there any fine products?"
"No. Only our family has this fine product. It's difficult to take care of and no one else can grow it." Jiang Sanlang ruthlessly extinguished his fantasy.
"Oh." Zhou Mao waved his hand in a disinterested manner: "Why don't you ask them to deliver it quickly? They won't be able to wait any longer."
At this time, Yingbao had already run out to call Grandma Wang Er next door, and asked Grandma Wang Er's son to go to other houses to notify others.
Soon Jiang Sanlang's house became lively.
Villagers brought their own golden ear and snow ear mushrooms here.
Yingbao and her two younger brothers sat on the deer pen, crossing their legs and watching people coming and going.
Among the group of men, a mother-in-law and daughter-in-law stood out.
The older one was about fifty years old, the younger one was in his twenties. They were fair and delicate, with thin eyebrows and long eyes, and looked weak and frail, looking like they were easy to bully.
These are Patriarch Chen’s second wife, Ms. Tang, and his youngest daughter-in-law, Ms. Shao.
Tang was seen holding a little boy in her arms, about two or three years old, only slightly older than her younger brother, with a shaved head, thin eyebrows and eyes, and looked very much like his mother Shao.
Shao was holding a large bamboo basket, which contained about a hundred dried golden ear mushrooms.
Tang held her grandson in her arms and walked over to Yingbao. She took out a few pieces of candy from her pocket and stuffed them into her hands. She also stuffed two pieces into each of the twins' hands and said with a smile, "Grandma made this. It's so sweet."
Yingbao thanked her: "Thank you, Granny Tang."
The two younger brothers also learned, "Thank you, Granny Tang."
Tang touched Yingbao's head and said with a smile, "Bao'er, take your brother to visit grandma's house next time. Grandma will cook a lot of delicious food for you."
Yingbao nodded, "Okay."
Tang smiled even more happily, and introduced his grandson to Yingbao: "His name is Chen Bozhong, and his nickname is Yaoer. Yaoer, come and call Yingbao sister."
Yao'er blinked her narrow phoenix eyes and called out obediently, "Sister Yingbao."
Yingbao couldn't help but touch his fringe-colored hair and responded with a smile.
Xiaojie and Dawu were unhappy and grabbed their sister's arm, preventing her from touching other babies.