Little Ger, Slow Life in Another World

Chapter 72: tribute

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Oh my god, didn't Yang Dalang go to Sioux City to do business! ? How to do it in Beijing!

Gotta use cold storage! ? He knew that after selling Bingfangzi, the Liang family's fleet also sent out a few ships with cold storage a while ago. Not to mention refrigeration, it is true that the cabin is extremely cold. But how much would it cost for shipping? ! I quickly caught the young man and asked in detail, the young man said he didn't know either, he knew that the boss was very serious and very serious and said, hurry up! !

Miao Hedeng took a small breath and decided to stand by.

The concept of first-in, first-out management of warehouses, he told Yang Dalang a long time ago. He even wrote Arabic numerals for each box for Yang Dalang to learn to identify, so that he knew which boxes should be sold first and which ones should be sold later.

Now this order requires both cold shipping and freshness. This Dalang's business is to be an important person!

Whoops, how amazing!

Miao Hedeng clenched his fists and decided that he must not hold back his family! !

So on one side, I hurriedly contacted Mr. Liang to arrange the shipping schedule, and on the other side, let the aunts work overtime to drive out a batch of newly picked fruits, so as to replace some of the earlier picked fruits in the warehouse. With such a patchwork, within two days, the fruits were finally delivered to the ship in batches! !

After being busy for a while, Miao He and all the aunts were a little collapsed.

Looking at the small amount of cash left at hand, Miao He's little heart trembled, and she still called the people from the restaurant to cook a big pot of rice with meat, so as to comfort everyone. After all, even Second Aunt Yang doesn't have the strength to make her own food now.

Who knows, I thought that after the largest batch of fruits was sent away, it should be free and leisurely.

A day later (the previous two days were busy), another young man who delivered the letter came and shocked Miao He so much that the baby was about to fall.

"Another two hundred boxes each?" Miao He was dumbfounded, then turned around and asked, "What are you explaining this time?"

The young man is actually an honest boy the size of a junior high school student, a child laborer. Hearing this, he shook his head and said no. Then he quickly took a fifty taels silver note from his pocket and handed it to the proprietress respectfully, saying that this was what the boss told him to give.

Miao He nodded and accepted, after all, it was written in the letter. Thinking that he knew that Miao He had lost a lot of money in the previous transfer, so he quickly sent back some of the money he received. And since people didn't ask for anything this time, think about the stock in the cellar... Sigh, you don't need to work overtime all night, but you can't just send it away.

So we decided to let the aunts work a little extra, and this time they sent 50 more boxes. Miao He was afraid that there would be a problem with the delivery of the earlier-picked fruits. Even if they were all refrigerated in the cellar, he was not sure what the condition would be. The answer is to send more. He was sure that Yang Dalang would know what he meant.

It's just that this time Miao He deliberately asked someone to send a reply, which wrote about his situation. He thought he didn't need it this year, but now, he has to tell people about how much the output is, and whether it's enough for Yang Dalang to work so hard to sell it!

In this way, the army was in chaos and busy for more than a month, and it was not until the end of October that Yang Dalang returned home.

As soon as he entered the door, Miao He threw himself at people without saying a word!

The two babies who were crawling on the floor fell behind a bit, and immediately crawled over.

At this time, there were still four hairy hairs rubbing against Yang Dalang's feet, and Da Bai also came over and wiped the leg, indicating that the king had received him.

Yang Dalang didn't even take off his shoes, so he hugged and kissed one by one. After that, he went up to the wooden floor of the main room, and was still firmly pressed by four. It just happened that all his fatigue was suppressed.

The first thing Miao He said was that it was nothing, just that the two children thought of their father.

The corners of Yang Dalang's eyes were bent, and the fine lines appeared. Immediately, he hugged the two boys in turn, and threw them up. The two happy boys giggled.

Miao He felt distressed about touching people, "people have lost weight. They have also experienced vicissitudes."

Yang Dalang's smile didn't fade, he lowered his head and kissed. "You work too hard."

"It's not hard work. I just miss you a little." Miao He has not seen each other for more than a month, and Miao He can now say anything nasty!

"Me too." Yang Dalang kissed his little brother's soft neck again.

Miao He hugged the person and sighed contentedly. It took a long time to feel each other's company and feel that people have really returned to their side, including the two children who have had enough trouble, and then the two slowly talked about the various things that happened during this period of separation.

First, of course, is to pay.

Yang Dalang took out the silver notes, and with a few fluttering ones, Miao He's eyes lit up. "Wow, three hundred taels!?"

"There are more than four hundred taels in total, and more than one hundred taels were used to buy the shop."

"shop!?"

"Well. I bought it in Sucheng. The fruit is now a tribute. It was recommended by the Xu family in Sucheng. It should be a good sale there in the future."

"Gong, tribute!?" Miao He almost got out of his arms, "What's going on!?"

Yang Dalang rarely sighed, "It's all a coincidence."

He didn't know whether he should sigh about the good fruit that Xi soil planted, or the luck of the little brother himself. Thinking of Xu Huan, who rushed back to Su City at the time, he didn't even have time to breathe and said how his fruit was selected as a tribute, which was also miraculous. At the end of a series of conspiracy calculations, it was their family who happened to be on the same road to gain the greatest benefit inexplicably. And this Xu family is not attracted by the little brother.

Of course, there are tensions and twists and turns in the process.

It was after the trial that the hundreds of boxes ordered in the first batch were severely criticized and inspected by one of the examiners. However, this batch of fruits with excellent quality, excellent packaging, and excellent shipping costs has not been picked up by anyone, and the last level has been successfully passed! At that time, even Yang Dalang was called in, to prevent the officials from asking questions. In other words, Yang Dalang has even been to the palace.

Miao He heard "Wow..." "Wow..." sighed.

The two boys on the side are cute and learned. "Wow?" "Draw~" "Draw!" "Flower Flower!!"

The obviously tight and exciting story is full of background sounds that don't match.

So of course, after the news spread in Sioux City, why would you worry about not having any orders

In addition to the rising price of fruit, the orders from snowflakes also made Yang Dalang organize a "purchase limit" activity to balance the gap between supply and demand to the greatest extent.

"Hey, did you even use the number plate?" Miao He asked.

Yang Dalang is a good student, "You said it, I will try it."

In any case, a golden signboard of "tribute" hit Miao He and Yang Dalang's forehead like this.

However, this does not mean that they have become royal merchants. There are still many merchants who pay tribute to the palace, and only after accumulating many years of credit and being recommended by officials, can they be named royal merchants. For now, they are at most one of the emperor's suppliers.

However, just like this, the fruit from their family will not worry about selling in the future. Does anyone want to eat the fruits grown on the same mountain as the emperor, even if it is not of the same species as the tribute, it is good to be lucky enough to be in the dragon spirit. After that, even if they don't take the initiative to sell, someone will ask them.

Therefore, it is foreseeable that in the future, it will become the norm to transport fruit to Beijing and Sioux City.

Although the opening of the store was not in the plan, the opportunity could not stop it, so Yang Dalang directly chose a store in Sucheng to buy it, and the store also arranged a fixed staff to stay. Not to mention, the next November is the season when the mandarin oranges are ripening one after another. Now that they are famous, Yang Dalang has even received some orders.

When Miao He heard this, his shoulders slumped a little, "Yes. I forgot that there are still mandarin oranges..."

Seeing the person's face wrinkled, Yang Dalang hugged him, "When the people in the store are more skilled, I won't need to run like this in the future." There are not too many problems such as purchasing expenses in the store, so we need a place to keep people. Order delivery, management is relatively simple.

Miao He could only nod his head, but he still wanted a good compliment.

It just depends on how quickly people can settle down in a metropolis where they are unfamiliar with their place of life, how quickly they can find people, and how quickly they can receive a sudden influx of orders. The hard work involved in overcoming each stage and stage is not as easy as picking the fruit here and packing it in a box. Not to mention that as long as he praises people, Yang Dalang will occasionally show a shy look, and Miao He looks cute when he sees it.

But after that, Miao He also explained his situation in detail. For example, the details of the booking schedule, the manpower and conditions of overtime for urgent orders, the space planning in the cellar, or the consumption of ice cubes. This time, they didn't pay much attention to spending, and some waste was inevitable. Miao He's cash on hand was not enough at one point, so there was still room for improvement.

The two then summed up this experience well. Yang Dalang rested at home for a few days, ate a few meals of chicken that Miao He specially stewed, brought a batch of the jam that was boiled this time, and went to Sucheng again to work.

Before they went to Sioux City, the two of them did one more thing. That is, half of the wasteland in the hand is officially rented.

The season is a bit late now, but there is barely a season of winter wheat. This time, the rent is not as superior as the peanut field, and the income is directly divided after the land tax is deducted. If the income is not enough for the land tax, the loss must be divided equally. However, most of them are landlords, six tenants, and four, and the five or five that Miao He and the others open are considered Buddha’s hearts.

The seeds used are naturally improved varieties of wheat from the soil.

This is also the result of discussions between the two during the peanut harvest in June.

At that time, Miao He said, "Looking at how happy everyone is with peanuts planted this time. I wondered if the good seeds from the soil were spread out for everyone to plant. Like rice and wheat, Let everyone have a better harvest?"

Yang Dalang stared at the person for a while without saying a word.

Miao He touched his nose, "I didn't think that way before, because I was afraid of being suspected. Now we are getting better, and if the village is getting better, the steamed buns and wotou will be delicious in the future. I don't know if I can leave Xi soil to them. Now. What do you say?"

Yang Dalang couldn't help hugging someone and hugged him.

The always cheerful little brother, never thought that he had thought so far in his heart.

Although it is for the steamed buns, the money and mountains they left in the future will definitely not worry about the lives of their sons. The little brother thinks this is just a kind thought. Don't ask for everything, don't ask to sacrifice for others, just help a little bit more than you can. And this may change some things, or many things.

"Okay. No hurry, take your time."

Now, the time is ripe.

And Yang Dalang went to the capital for a walk and came back, and it is not surprising that he brought back some precious seeds.

This news naturally made the village chief Zhen unable to say anything.