One ounce of silver for two cans, this price is acceptable, after all, it's just the labor cost, pure profit. Fang Xiaoxi nodded: "This price is okay, after all, I can't take advantage of you too much, right?"
Fang Shaofeng came in with a bowl, and after hearing that the two had already chosen the price, he looked at Fang Xiaoxi and said, "Little sister, do you want to write a contract? After all, it will be easier to get things done with a contract."
This is to prevent one party from regretting, so it is better to have one. Fang Xiaoxi thought it was a good idea and nodded: "Okay, then Third Brother, go get some of the eldest brother's pens, ink, paper and inkstone, and I will write it."
His younger sister was smart and could read and write by herself. She was self-taught. Fang Shaofeng was very proud of her and quickly got the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Fang Xiaoxi quickly wrote two copies of the contract. After the two signed, they each kept one copy. She looked at Nan Nan and said, "Mu Nan Nan, you can go prepare the raw materials now and just send them over when the time comes."
Nan Nan nodded: "Okay, if everything is fine, I'll leave first. I'll send the materials to you in the afternoon."
Seeing that the people of the Fang family didn't seem to welcome him, Nan Nan stood up and left. Fang Shaofeng muttered, "This guy really came here to discuss business."
Fang Xiaoxi looked at her third brother strangely: "What does that mean, third brother? If he's not here to do business, what else could he be here for?"
Fang Shaofeng laughed awkwardly: "Nothing, I just gave him bitter tea and added salt and vinegar to it. Should I apologize?"
Fang Xiaoxi's eyes widened: "No, Third Brother, why are you doing this? He's the county magistrate's son, aren't you afraid that he'll be angry?"
Fang Shaofeng touched the back of his head embarrassedly: "He is also your senior brother, he shouldn't be angry. I thought he had feelings for you, so he did this. Little sister, do you think I should apologize to him?"
Fang Xiaoxi curled her lips and said, "No need. Everyone has left. Maybe they still think that this is what low-quality tea tastes like! But Third Brother, don't do this again next time."
Who asked her to protect her brother? She had to protect her brother, so Fang Xiaoxi thought to herself and didn't let her third brother apologize.
After Nan Nan left Fangjia Village, she asked someone to go to the market to buy what Fang Xiaoxi needed and delivered it to Fang Xiaoxi, so that Fang Xiaoxi could make the chili oil as soon as possible.
After doing all this, Nan Nan returned home to ask his mother for credit. But when he got home, he found out that his mother had gone out with his father again, which meant that he was abandoned again.
Nan Nan was so angry that he just realized now that the idea of creating an opportunity for him to meet Fang Xiaoxi and the spicy oil were just excuses to get rid of him.
It's all his fault. He was so blinded by the opportunity to meet Fang Xiaoxi that he didn't even notice the trap I set for him. Ah, I'm so angry.
Fang Xiaoxi saw it, but it seemed to be of no use, and she even had to drink such a disgusting thing. Nan Nan was speechless, and kept muttering to Qian Jiujiu and Mu Yexiao in her heart, feeling indignant.
At this time, Qian Jiujiu and Mu Yexiao had already headed towards Tongjia Village with Master Fang and two other guards.
Except for a few yamen runners who stayed behind, everyone in the yamen was sent out. After walking for most of the day, several people finally saw the existence of Tongjia Village. Master Fang sighed: "I didn't expect that there is such a good village in the deep mountains."
At that time, the largest villages had more than 100 households, and the smallest villages had only 20 to 30 households. The village in front of me was considered a large village, with so many houses.
Tongjia Village had not had any outsiders come for many years. The sudden appearance of a few people attracted the villagers to come and watch: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
Villages that are seldom visited are usually very exclusive, and the Tongjia Village in front of us is just like that. Everyone looked at Qian Jiujiu with a bit of defensiveness in their eyes.
Master Fang stepped forward to identify them: "This is the county magistrate of Xianyou Town, and his wife. I am the master of Xianyou Town. This is Captain Liu, and this is Painter Zijiang."
In a word, these are people from the county government. The villagers have lived in the mountains for a long time, but they still know that they belong to the Great Zhou Dynasty, so they cannot be too disrespectful to the people in the county government.
After all, if they angered the adults, they would not be able to bear the consequences if the adults sent troops to encircle and suppress them. So they quickly asked: "What are you doing in our village? Go and call the village chief."
Master Fang looked at the people in this village and couldn't help but mutter: "The people in this village live so well. Everyone looks so healthy."
Yes, everyone has a rosy complexion, and the men are sturdy and the women are plump, which proves that people here live a good life.
Soon the village chief arrived. Over the years, the villagers had never taken the initiative to go to Xianyou Town, met officials from Xianyou Town, and no officials had come here. They kept to themselves, so how come officials suddenly came
Although the villagers are not far from the town, they are also educated. Although they don’t know everything about what’s going on outside, they still know a little about it.
Now that the Zhou Dynasty has unified the country, the Ming Dynasty is rich and powerful, and the imperial court cannot afford to offend them: "Are you the county magistrate of Xianyou Town? What is the matter with you?"
Mu Yexiao just looked at the village chief with a smile. This village chief had a kind face, which was completely different from the serious face he had seen before.
"You are the head of this village? I am indeed the county magistrate of Xianyou Town, and my surname is Mu."
Mu is the national surname today, but Mu Yexiao only said Mu. There are many people with the surname Mu, and this surname Mu also has many different characters, so most people would not think that a county magistrate is related to the royal family.
"Greetings, Master Mu. I wonder what business has brought you to our village? As long as you tell us, we will cooperate."
Mu Yexiao smiled and looked at the village chief: "Don't be nervous, village chief. We are only here for routine registration and inspection. I am the new county magistrate this year. I want to make some achievements, so I plan to register every village."
The villagers looked puzzled. Even if you wanted to make some achievements, there was no need for you, a county magistrate, to travel across mountains and rivers to come to their small village. They always felt that something was odd.
"I wonder what you want to know, sir? Just ask, and I'll tell you everything I know."
In a village like this, the village chief is the most important person, and Mu Yexiao is well aware of this. He did not think that once he said he was an official appointed by the imperial court, everyone here would obey him.
"It's like this. This time we are just doing a general survey of the approximate population of the village, the annual income, the crops grown, and the health of the villagers."
"It's very strange to say this. The court's previous documents only recorded the existence of this village, but did not mention how much tax and grain the village paid each year. So I came here to take a look in person."
After all, it was just an excuse for an adult to come in person, so just find one. In fact, Mu Yexiao also knew that this village was too far away, and the people there were probably difficult to get along with, and they had some backers, so ordinary petty officials really couldn't afford to offend them.
The village chief was stunned. He didn't expect that he was here to ask about this matter. "We are all villagers. We are ready to pay grain every year, but we didn't see any adults coming, so we thought they didn't collect it."
"Sir, you don't want us to make up for what we haven't paid yet, right? We can't come up with that much money in a short time."
Mu Yexiao shook his head: "That's not the case. Since it's in the past, forget it. Starting this year, when the grain is delivered, there will be yamen runners to collect the grain. You can rest assured about this. Now let's talk about it and register."
Zi Jiang came over with a big book and started to register: "Don't be nervous, village chief. Every village has to do this. It's just a simple registration of how many people are in your village and what their names are. Then gather everyone in the village and take roll call."
Is it really necessary to tell it without missing a single one? The village chief had a headache, but the person in front of him was an official of the imperial court, so he could only cooperate and called all the villagers over and started to register in front of Zijiang.
Qian Jiujiu looked at a villager and said, "Big brother, please bring a chair and a table over here. Those of you who have registered, come over here so I can feel your pulse and check your health."
The village chief was the first one to come and check the body. Seeing that Qian Jiujiu even got a silk thread and used it to diagnose the patient's pulse, this lady really thought that her medical skills were invincible.
Qian Jiujiu had no idea what the village chief was thinking. When the silk thread was placed on the village chief's pulse, the condition of the village chief's entire body instantly appeared in Qian Jiujiu's mind. This man's qi and blood activity was stronger than that of an ordinary middle-aged man.
And the body, I'm afraid it's more than a hundred years old. Ah, I finally figured out what's wrong. The people here are generally very old, and there are so many of them.
In this day and age, having enough to eat is something that has only happened in recent years. But these people are still living well and so long, which is the biggest suspicious point.
I took the pulse of several people in succession, and they were all elderly people, but still in good health. They would have no problem living another 10 or 20 years.
Soon several women came to Qian Jiujiu to check, still using the pulse diagnosis method. Qian Jiujiu instantly realized what was going on with these people. There really was a secret treasure in this village.
And it was not the kind of secret treasure that she misunderstood and would harm women's bodies, but it was good for people. Perhaps she had not seen the whole picture of the matter.
By the time this was over, it was almost dark and the registration was not even half completed when the village chief came forward.