Chapter 169

In a few days, the wharf began to be built.

The strong laborers from several nearby villages have been enlisted to build the wharf. There are only some old and weak women and children in the villages.

"Xintong, I'm afraid you've collected a thousand jin of tartary buckwheat tea here?" Autumn old woman son looking at to pack of extremely tight several big pockets, "this all can sell?"

Most of the 16 counties under the jurisdiction of Lingnan are dependent on the mountains. Some of them grow mulberry to raise silkworms, some of them grow ramie to weave inferior white cloth, while Qingjiang county is dominated by mountain goods.

Taohua village and several surrounding villages also have a lot of ramie, but few people can weave. Instead, tartary buckwheat is planted. Because this kind of plant is easy to survive in barren places, most of the villagers plant it on the hillside in the afternoon or in any random stone crevice. On the one hand, they don't have to pay taxes; on the other hand, it's edible, and it can support many people in barren years.

However, in the past decade, most of them have changed to sweet potatoes, potatoes and other plants that are easy to fill their stomachs. Only a few people will sprinkle some seeds at will to make tea.

"Yes." In fact, song Xintong is not sure. It's only ten Wen a Jin, and it's only fifteen Liang silver for 1500 Jin. If he's lucky, he may make a lot of money when he comes back from a trip to sea.

It was on that day that Lu Yunkai disclosed to her that she realized that her husband and Jiang Mingzhao had gone out to sea in partnership. Although he didn't provide many goods each time, it was just some rare special goods in the village, but every time he changed hands, she could earn thousands of Liang. That's why the Lu family could live a comfortable life by collecting a little.

"Girl, the two or three villages nearby have almost finished. Do you think we need to expand the scope?" Asked the poplar.

"Ask again, try to make up 2000 or 3000 Jin." Song Xintong said.

"The little man will look around again."

"Good." Song Xintong turned to look at qiulaozi, "Laozi, how is their business in the county these days?"

"I can earn some money, but not much." "I think it's better to farm at home. I bought three acres of paddy field this year. If they don't come back to help, I can't finish it alone," she said

"You can hire someone to do the work, and they can earn a hundred yuan a day. But my aunts can earn quite a few Liang a day. If they don't open the door to do business, it's not worth it." Song Xintong put the account book into the box and went to the house with the box.

"That's the truth, but we farmers have no reason not to farm." The old lady sighed, "Xintong, it's more than March now. Don't you really buy rice in paddy field this year?"

"There is no land. If there is, I will buy it." Song Xintong took a sip of the tea. He almost didn't dry his throat when talking to the women just now.

"Also, if you want to buy a piece of land, I'm afraid it's not easy to buy." Said Mrs. Akiko.

Song Xintong said, "the scattered land is too troublesome. When the time comes, I'll move around. Let's watch it first."

"That's the truth." Autumn mother-in-law son some worried again sighed a breath.

Song Xintong stares at mother-in-law Qiu, "what's mother-in-law doing today? Why do you sigh all the time? "

"Ah, I planted more sweet potatoes last year, but I thought I would not be hungry. I didn't expect that the days would be better, and I left the sweet potatoes. I saw that the weather would be hot. What should I do if it was bad?" Autumn old woman son says.

"Didn't Aunt Xie plant it before?" Song Xintong asked.

Autumn mother-in-law is a thrifty, a thought of so many sweet potatoes put bad, heart nest son is very painful: "is inserted seedlings, but that also does not use much, there are still thousands of pounds left, eat also can't eat, put again all bad."

"Xintong, do you think about it for your mother-in-law Autumn mother-in-law looked at the door of the tartary buckwheat, "is not to go to sea, can you help mother-in-law will also move sweet potatoes to sea to sell?"

Song Xintong eyebrows jump, this sweet potato is still an alien species, people overseas certainly not rare.

"Mother-in-law, this sweet potato is not a rarity. People don't want to buy it."

The autumn mother-in-law son sighed a breath again, "this can how entire, put bad really is too pitiful."

"Isn't there a pig in grandma Qiu's house? Feed the pigs directly. "

"It's not so good for pigs." Autumn mother-in-law is not willing, "also do not know other people in the village do not want sweet potato seed."

Song Xintong recalled the food he could make with sweet potato, such as dried sweet potato, sweet potato porridge, sweet potato cake, starch, vermicelli, sweet potato noodles

"Grandma Qiu, you can make starch."

Autumn old woman son listened to full face of doubt, "what is starch?"

Song Xintong explained: "it's Gorgon powder."

Autumn mother-in-law thought for a moment, "every family can do it. How long does it take to make it all? The year before last, I still had ten jin of Gorgon powder. I can't eat it at all. "

Song Xintong knew that the village could make Euryale ferox, but there was little meat in the village. He could use Euryale ferox very little. Sometimes he would add a little into the cabbage.

"If only I could make vermicelli." In his previous life, song Xintong liked to eat vermicelli. It tasted smooth and elastic. Almost every family would buy some vermicelli and store them at home. When he was free, he could cook a hot and sour vermicelli? Or burn a chicken.

"What is vermicelli?" Qiu asked curiously.

"Is..." Song Xintong thought, last year she seemed to have asked, but autumn mother-in-law they seem to really don't know, "is also made of sweet potato, but I just don't know how to do."

Autumn mother-in-law a listen to happy very much, "that new Tong you think carefully, if can do out good."

Song Xintong nodded, "I'll try my best. If I can think of it, mother-in-law Qiu, you can have more sweet potatoes."

"More than ten mu of seedlings can be planted, but now only five mu of dry land can be planted." Autumn mother-in-law's heart is still very urgent, "new Tung you think more quickly, if you can really think out, I open a few acres of wasteland to plant."

"Good." Song Xintong has no background now. She used to only know how to eat.

Although there are some vermicelli makers along the river on the way to the town on the other side of grandma's hometown, they are hanging outside to dry when she sees them. How can she know how to make them.

After Qiu's mother-in-law left, Wang came in from the outside and saw song Xintong frowning

Song Xintong raised eyes to see her one eye, "Auntie Wang can see vermicelli in the capital?"

"Vermicelli?"

"It's long and thin. It's elastic when cooked and eaten."

Wang thought carefully and shook his head.

Song Xintong sighed. She knew that the vermicelli should be made of sweet potato powder, but how could it be round“ Do you know anything that can round noodles? "

People in Taohua village always pull noodles by hand, and some of them can pull very well.

Wang thought, "what kind of dustpan with round holes? "Grate?"

"What does the girl want to do?" Wang shidun, "when I used to work, I saw the cook in the kitchen using a round hole wire grate, but I didn't know exactly how to do it."

Song Xintong patted his head, but it was really annoying.

"I remember some sweet potatoes at home?"

Wang replied: "the last time Mrs. Xie and they sent it, there were more than 30 jin left."

Song Xintong nodded: "grind them into powder first."