A few thunders flashed like a dream and resentment in the past. It's a pity that it's hard to come again, and the people on the dock gather leisurely.
After the "click" thunder, Mi Dongjia finally recovered from endless regret and inexplicable joy. He looked at someone he had never seen before and asked, "Why help me?"
"I just said that I have an antagonism with Zhang Wang and two Zhuangzi, let them get better, I will not have a good life, one hundred taels of silver, said it is one thousand taels, can you sell it?" This person deliberately used a stern look. Stared at Song Jinggong a few times.
"Sell." Mi Dongjia also took a sigh of relief, which is really embarrassing and must fight for some face.
Following that person’s announcement, and when other people didn’t see it clearly, Mi Dong’s family left with a red face. Just after crossing the bridge connecting the two sides of the strait, the Yamen from Sanshui County greeted him. He whispered a few words in his ear, and Mi Dong's face suddenly became pale again.
Looking back at the people who watched him leave, he barely squeezed out a smile, and asked the gangster to take out a bunch of money and pass it to the Yamen. While thanking the Yazi for not directly locking and arresting people, he followed behind and walked towards the place where the Yamen was. go with.
"Wow!" There was a noise from people around the dock, and Mi Dong's house was taken away by the servants. It is probably nothing good.
The voice of the discussion gradually diminished after Mi Dong’s figure disappeared. The ordinary people, the boatmen in the river, and the grain merchants who were shocked by the harsh methods of Zhang Wang and Zhuangzi turned their eyes to willing to spend money. The person who bought the moldy food was well-informed, knowing that this person could not spend a thousand taels of silver. When the two of them took the money, it was just a small box.
Even more so, the person who was close and had easy-to-use ears heard that it was one hundred taels of silver. Driven by a bragging mentality, this matter soon became known to everyone.
Even so, some people still say that this person is stupid. How can the rotten grain cost a hundred taels of silver? The freight costs a lot. If you want to mix it with the good grain, it will turn the good grain into bad grain.
Just when everyone was wondering, the grain-buyers who walked around the grain randomly walked in front of Song Jinggong and said in a polite manner: "Song son, the matter is over here, I want to go back and tell the adults about it, so there are not many. Stayed, goodbye."
"Good to go." Song Jinggong also replied.
The two people spoke very loudly, and the person standing not far away heard clearly, and more surprises and shocks spread again in the crowd.
"Everyone, listen to what Song said." After waiting for the people to leave, Song Jinggong took the simple loudspeaker, stood a little higher, and shouted at the people around him.
After shouting several times in a row, the people around finally calmed down, raising their heads nearby and stepping their feet in the distance, wanting to see what Song Gongzi said.
"Everyone, can there be people who make wine at home? After these aging grains are fermented into koji, a small household can receive half a catty. If you make a living on this, you need to spend some money to exchange more koji, 120 liters per bucket of koji , The quantity is limited, pre-order as soon as possible."
Song Jinggong waited for others to be silent, he began to sell Jiuqu, the old grain of Jiu Qianshi was moldy and it was just used to make Jiuqu, otherwise he would not spend money to buy it again. At this price, he could earn nearly two in the end. Times.
After shouting, Song Jinggong did not dare to delay, otherwise the rain will come down, and then I don’t know what song will be produced. We must also master it at this time, and call in a large number of hands to start carrying food to the depths of the mountains here and there, a master who knows how to make music. I have already waited there. Grain peeling, peeling, cooking, cooking, you have to pay close attention to the year.
Waiting for Song Jinggong and his party to leave, Chen Liang disappeared for more than a half in a blink of an eye. When people were still carrying them there, all the people left at the dock were stunned.
"It's a good calculation. At this time, the pinch is just right. You can stay here, make distiller's song, and ship it out. Then there will be maggots. Let's go. Go to Zhangjiazhuang to discuss the price of the seeds." Jin Dong's sighed and said helplessly.
The people around you also have to admire the people’s ability to calculate everything just right. With that price, even if you lose part of the moldy grain, you can finally make money back. Estimate the koji made from these grains. , At such a low price, there are still nearly four hundred taels of silver.
In addition, I deducted the money from Mi Dong's family, deducted the high-priced money to buy new grains, one in, one in, there is still a little surplus.
A boss surnamed Lu closed his eyes and thought for a while, and said to Jin Dongjia: "Alright, I can only discuss it carefully. If you want to make everyone laugh, I am really afraid that the Zhuangzi will be replaced by someone else. It is almost Fighting defeat and hurting both, Zhang Wang Zhuangzi can still make money at this time, and has a long experience."
Following his words, everyone walked to the place where the hired carts and horses were hired, regardless of whether it would rain or not. Get to the place early to let people know their sincerity. As soon as they arrived at the place where the hired carts and horses were hired, someone asked them. : "Everyone, do you make wine at home?"
"No brewing, what are you doing?" Lu Dongjia asked, frowning.
"Collect the dregs and lees, a penny for one stone, as long as it's not far away, we will pull it back." The handlebar replied with a smile.
"What are you doing with this? Young Master Song over there just took away nine thousand stones of grain, and there will be a lot of dross when the song is finished there, right?" another owner asked.
"Well, Song Gongzi ordered us to accept it. When the time comes, which one will come to buy the distiller's song, you will be asked. I heard that it is useful. As for the usefulness, I don't know." The handlebar is still in force. It's a smiley face.
"Great use, is it possible that in addition to making a part of the grain, the remaining dregs can also make a fortune?" Jin Dongjia felt that it was not a taste in his heart.
When the heavy rain fell, the hired carts and horses led the way, and a group of food traders followed behind in their carts towards Zhangjiazhuangzi.
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"Xiaobao, do you think the rain will come to our side? I think it's gloomy over there. It's really falling. The rice that has not been harvested in the field is troublesome."
Wang Juan sat by the small river in Zhangjiazhuangzi, and asked Zhang Xiaobao beside him.
"So many old people say no, wait. It is estimated that those individuals will be able to arrive before noon tomorrow, otherwise we will sell these seeds personally, and we won't give them the last chance to make money."
Zhang Xiaobao looked indifferent.
"Who makes money? We sell them very expensively, but the output is not so high if we leave the place, one hundred and fifty cents per catty, whoever buys it will pay."
"Then it is to make other food travellers hate Mi Dongjia. It will be cheaper then, six or seventy wen per catty is almost the same. Are they really planning to offend everyone? They bought it back, and it will be better than the original. The seed is stronger, and the yield per mu can be increased by 10% or 20%, so you can make a lot of money. Are all the piglets caught by people caught?"
Zhang Xiaobao put his chin in his hand and said in a hurry.
Wang Juan nodded: "It should be caught. It will happen to be fed the distiller's grains at that time. We can't do things that lose money. Would you feed it?"
"No, if others can feed us, we can find someone to try, feed more and less. I still don't believe that we can eat the pig to death."
"Well, let it go. Whoever figured out the best way will be considered as meritorious, and rewards will be given at that time. I heard that there will be a big event on Xiao Luoshui. It is better to go and see it all day long. Staying at home is not fun at all."
Wang Juan has never raised pigs before, so she can only arrange it for others. She also proposed to go to Xiaoluoshui to play. She has not been there yet. She doesn’t know how the pier is built, let alone what the lake can look like. There is a mountain for people to enjoy. This season is just right.
Zhang Xiaobao looked at Wang Juan and said, "How old are you and still thinking about having fun? I don't know how to do more."
"How old am I? People in their 50s and 60s also know to go on vacation. Are you going? Maybe you can come up with some money-making ideas. This time I gave Cheng County magistrate 20,000 taels. My heart..."
Wang Juan was fighting for more benefits for himself. Zhang Xiaobao listened and said with a smile: "Okay, go, wait for the seeds to be sold, and go, all the family, and leave the housekeeper. Go back, outside. It's a bit stuffy, it's still so hot."
When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan went back, they felt that after the harvest season was over, they were really boring. The farmers had already received the money they could get from the rice harvest, and they were replaced with five of the grain they should keep. The grains that Bei buys outside are naturally sold as seeds.
What Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan initially discussed was to give all the money that should be the banker to the banker, such as selling by catty, which is tens of liters per catty, but there has never been a precedent for selling seeds in the village, and there is no precedent for such a calculation. If you do, the farmer’s one-year harvest will scare people to death.
Fortunately, the farmers thought of this first, and asked a few old men to come over and say that they had to get some food as before. They knew that all of this had something to do with the master. Without the master, there would be no such harvest, no. Knowing how the master’s house makes it, anyway, it’s easier to grow the land and the yield is high.
It was still the masters of the Zhang family who felt that only those who were too few before and imposed on the dealers, the dealers said at the beginning that they only need to double the amount, but the master finally set five times, which accounted for a lot. The dealer’s price is cheaper. After negotiation, a part of it will be used to build a house for the dealer, as well as welfare guarantees.
In the evening, the grain dealers from Xiao Luoshui came to Tuqiao Village and lived directly at the Shuiyunjian restaurant. They ordered a lot of dishes, and they ate and drank while discussing tomorrow's prices.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan called Steward Zhang and taught Steward Zhang on all aspects of negotiating with the merchants, letting him know what problems he was about to face, and then stopped taking care of them.
"Xiaobao, you said that if you continue to plant seeds next year like this year, will you still have to give the farmer five times the grain? I'm a little worried." When the two of them got up to study, Wang Juan was studying ink. Asked.