Chapter 66： The Jiang family is getting rich

Chapter 66 The Jiang family is getting rich

In the end, Chen Zhao failed to learn ten paragraphs of prose. Under Wen Shu's supervision, Ying Bao had no choice but to stretch out his hands and close his eyes tightly under Ying Bao's cold gaze.

Pap, pah, pah, pah!

Ying Bao used all his strength to hit Chen Zhao with ten hands, making Chen Zhao burst into tears.

When I opened my eyes and looked at my palms, I saw they were red and swollen.

Chen Zhao pursed his lips and tried not to cry. He ran back to the next classroom with red eyes.

After this, Chen Zhao never came to Class A to look for Wen Shu again, and avoided Ying Bao for several days.

During this period, Yingbao took the time to harvest the fine golden fungus and snow fungus she grew, and took advantage of the crisp autumn weather and the bright sun to dry them.

This day is the school's holiday. Yingbao put the dried golden ears into a clean bamboo-backed basket, preparing to give them to her father to take to the county town for sale tomorrow.

She weighed it on the scale she bought newly. One hundred and fifty dried golden ears weighed four catties and eight taels in total, and the one hundred and fifty dried snow fungus weighed five catties and three taels.

She planned to keep a small change and give the rest to her father to take to the county town for sale.

“Ying Bao, what are you busy with?” Wen Yanmin and his wife Xiao Zhenniang stood outside the fence, looking at Ying Bao with a smile.

When Ying Bao saw that it was her husband, she quickly opened the bamboo fence door and invited the two gentlemen to come in.

“Why do you have time to come here, sir?” She brought a bamboo chair and asked the two gentlemen to sit down.

Wen Yanmin lifted the corner of his robe and sat down, smiling and saying, "I have nothing to do and I want to walk around with your husband."

Xiao Zhenniang lowered her eyes and looked at several baskets of golden ears and snow ears, and asked: "Yingbao, are you selling these golden ears and snow ears?"

Yingbao nodded: "Of course it's for sale."

“Have you specified who to sell it to?” Xiao Zhenniang asked again.

“No, they were all given to my father to take away with him.”

Wen Yanmin bent down and picked up a golden ear, put it under his nose, smelled it, and asked, "Yingbao, I wonder how much this kind of golden ear sells for one tael?"

“My father sold it for ten taels per catty last time.” Ying Bao answered honestly.

“Twelve taels per catty, it’s not expensive.” Wen Yanmin smiled and asked, “I wonder if you can sell it to me. I’m willing to pay twelve taels per catty to buy it.”

Ying Bao blinked and nodded vigorously, "Of course."

As long as the price is right, no matter who you sell it to, you are not selling it.

“Then will your parents agree?” Xiao Zhenniang asked.

“Of course my parents agree.” Ying Bao chuckled and said, “How much do you want, sir? I’ll weigh it for you right now.”

She wouldn't charge less or less money just because Mr. Wen was her husband. Her brother was still settling the bill, and she didn't ask him to buy it.

“I want them all.” Wen Yanmin smiled and pointed at the snow ear and said, “And this snow ear, how much does it cost per pound?”

“One tael of silver.” Yingbao said, “The last time my father brought me to the county town, it was one tael of silver per catty.”

"Okay, I'll take one tael of silver too." Wen Yanmin picked up a snow ear and sniffed it under her nose, smiling like crescent moons with her eyes.

So Yingbao sold his golden and snow fungus without leaving home, and got more than sixty taels of silver.

Originally, she wanted to keep the fraction of the golden ear, but Wen Yanmin bought even the fraction with a wave of her hand.

Ying Bao didn't care, so he put away the money and started to divide the mycelium.

She still planted fifty golden ears and fifty snow fungus in the cave, and planted a hundred outside. Then she divided the excess mycelium into the newly purchased clay pots, preparing to give them to her father for distribution.

Several busy days passed, and families who planted golden ears in the village harvested and dried them one after another under the guidance of Jiang Sanlang.

Old man Jiang and his two sons also dried their fine golden ears, each weighing more than a kilogram.

The next step is to go to the county town to sell.

Jiang Sanlang didn't hide his secrets. He brought his brother Jiang Erlang, Chen Yin and Li Dayong to Furifeng Trading Company to sell gold ears.

Zhou Mao has been waiting impatiently for a long time. When the boy reported that Jiang Sanlang was coming, one of his shoes ran away.

“Hahaha, Brother Jiang, you are finally here.” Zhou Mao pulled up his heels, asked the little waiter to make tea, and ran to the mule cart to check.

"How many fine products have you brought here today?" He stretched his neck to look around, and even picked up one and smelled it.

Jiang Sanlang brought in the second-quality products that he and his eldest brother, his second brother, had grown. "The total amount is five kilograms." Zhou Mao pinched it and smelled it again. He always felt that the fragrance was very light, not as strong as the last time.

“Isn’t this right?” He picked up another one and smelled it, feeling that he was overthinking it.

But as a businessman, if you have any doubts, you must ask, "Are you really a high-quality product?"

Jiang Sanlang said without changing his expression: "It is indeed a fine product."

My little girl’s fine product has been sold to Mr. Wen, and sold for a high price of twelve taels, so why should I and my father’s second-class products cost ten taels per catty.

If Zhou Mao doesn't buy it, then he can take it back and talk about it later. He must not show any cowardice now.

Zhou Mao frowned and glanced at Jiang Sanlang, then clicked his tongue and said: "Forget it, hurry up and unload the goods."

The boy brought the baskets early and weighed the baskets of golden ears.

“A total of fifty-two jins of ordinary gold fungus, seven jins of snow fungus, five jins of fine gold fungus, and three jins of snow fungus.” The boy counted.

Zhou Mao took the abacus and counted for a while, "A total of two hundred and twenty-two, two and five hundred Wen."

Jiang Sanlang nodded.

This includes golden fungus and snow fungus grown by other families in the village.

He had already counted it once at home and that was all.

Zhou Mao was very happy and said to Jiang Sanlang: "Brother Jiang, you don't have to run back and forth next time. The boss of our trading company has said that we will collect it from you when the time comes, which will save you a lot of effort."

Jiang Sanlang: "Okay." It just so happened that he didn't want to go back and forth.

“Do you want banknotes or cash?” Zhou Mao asked again.

Jiang Sanlang shook his head: "If you don't want banknotes, let's use cash. Even the people in the village don't recognize those banknotes."

He took the thing and didn’t know where to exchange it. If the silver shop disappeared, his money would be in vain.

Zhou Mao shook his head and refused to argue with this ignorant country man. He ordered his clerk to bring the accountant over and settle the money for them.

Twelve ingots of silver, twenty-two in total, and another two thousand five hundred copper coins.

Chen Yin and Li Dayong saw so many silver ingots for the first time, and their eyes were almost blinded.

Oh my God, the Jiang family has really made a fortune with so much money.

After returning home, Chen Yin showed the seven taels of silver to his biological father, "Dad, you don't know, that Jin'er does make money. The Jiang family earned more than two hundred taels of silver this time. Oh my god, you are like Muramasa." I haven’t made so much money in many years.”

 Chen Sanyou glared at his second son: "Asshole! Does your father make money by being a village official?"

Chen Yin chuckled and said, "I'm just making an analogy."

After handing the seven taels to his father, Chen Yin said again: "I want to plant two hundred this time. Jiang Sanlang said that this is the last time to plant golden ears this year. We must hurry up, otherwise the golden ears will not grow when there is a frost." ”

 Chen Dalang on the side was not happy, "I said, second brother, if you plant two hundred flowers each, how many will it cost for me and the other four?"

The golden ear fungus can only be separated from the previous mycelium. If you want the fungus to be large, a ball of mycelium should be divided into three or four parts at most. The second brother only used two hundred of them, so wouldn't the total of myself and the fourth brother be the same? Not even two hundred flowers.

 Chen Sanyou couldn't see his three sons arguing, so he immediately said: "Okay, you can just plant them together. I'm not dead yet, and you brothers are so fussy about everything, and you're not afraid of people laughing at me!"

Old Chen grunted and closed his mouth.

Chen Yin was not angry, and immediately took his wife and ten-year-old son to separate the bacterial strains.

If you want to ask why he is so active, it is really because this guy has selfish motives and wants his wife and son to learn how to plant and maintain things early.

Anyway, the eldest brother and the fourth brother will have to separate their families one day. By then, my whole family will grow golden fungus and snow fungus. How can the future be different?

Maybe he is like Jiang Sanlang, earning hundreds of taels a year. Hey, it’s wonderful to think about it.

Snapped! A porcelain bottle was thrown from next door and almost hit Chen Yin's head.

Chen Yin was so angry that he shouted: "Who? Why are you throwing things away? Can you afford to pay for killing people?"

Sounds of cursing and crying came from next door, as well as the clan leader's scolding: "This is all outrageous! You can even break your head by growing a mushroom. I see that the longer you live, the more you turn around!"

(End of this chapter)