129 Want to buy wasteland
◎ "I'm really giving myself a hard time. I'm exhausted..."◎
"This, this..." Ye Yunzhao looked at the braided fungus in his hand, bewildered. Little Flower Lady tactfully tore off a piece of bamboo leaf and deftly took the slightly loose "little gray-green box." She quickly tied it up, and the "explosive pack" reappeared. She smiled and said, "Look, County Magistrate Ye, it's all right."
She took the woven fungus. The icon on it was just as she expected, but Ye Yunzhao couldn't smile at the moment. She looked back at the neatly stacked "explosive packs". If she tied them up one by one again, she didn't know how much energy it would take.
Ye Yunzhao waved at them, signaling them to continue with their work. She squatted down and continued to study the soldering iron.
Dry bamboo leaves are flammable, and they become flammable when the temperature is slightly higher.
She scratched her head in frustration, waited for the iron to cool down again, quickly heated it in a clay stove, and then pressed it on the new woven mushroom.
Although everyone said they were busy, their attention was inevitably still on Ye Yunzhao. When they saw her try again, they immediately sat up straight and looked sideways.
Ye Yunzhao was extremely nervous. She carefully removed the iron and a lighter icon appeared before her eyes. However, she didn't care about the color at the moment. She was concentrating on the bamboo leaf silk used for lacing.
After waiting for about half an incense stick of time, she put her hand on it to touch it, then picked it up to observe carefully, and confirmed again and again. Seeing that the bamboo leaves did not melt this time, she felt relieved.
only……
Ye Yunzhao looked at the weaving fungus from near and far, then picked up the one she had just looked at and muttered to herself, "The temperature isn't high enough, and the color is definitely too light."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Hua Niang hurriedly stood up and said hesitantly, "County Magistrate Ye, actually...actually, I have a plan."
Her eyes lit up and she said quickly, "You tell me!"
Xiao Hua Niang moved closer and pointed at the iron in the clay stove. "I think we can print on fresh bamboo leaves. Fresh bamboo leaves are thick and won't be easily burned by this. If we wash and dry them, the color will be darker than these two!"
Ye Yunzhao's face lit up with delight. This was a good idea. The indigo leaves were full of moisture and would definitely not melt at such a low temperature. She wondered why she hadn't thought of this idea. She said in surprise, "That makes sense! I'll try it tomorrow!"
She looked at the wrapped woven mushrooms and changed the subject: "I'll just print these today..."
The soldering iron's temperature was difficult to control, and Ye Yunzhao wasn't too confident in handing it over to others, so he had to do it himself. Actually, printing directly on dried indigo leaves was fine. Even though the leaves were dried, they were still thick and not as fragile as thin, narrow silk strips.
She was busy for half an hour and printed trademarks on almost half of the unused bamboo leaves in the warehouse. She specifically told them to put the one with the trademark on top when packing, which saved them some trouble.
After the instructions were clear, Ye Yunzhao moved a small wooden stool and sat down beside the wrapped woven mushrooms, carefully stamping the trademark on them. Even with such care, there would always be one or two bamboo leaves that would melt out of ten.
She sat up and down, sending them back and forth. When she was done, Ye Yunzhao was already panting with exhaustion. She laughed and said, "You really gave yourself a hard time. I'm exhausted..."
The aunts couldn't help laughing when they heard her say that. They picked up the dried indigo leaves with the trademark and gestured with them. "County Magistrate Ye, apart from anything else, your method is truly novel. I believe that after all the hard work, you will definitely reap good rewards!"
Ye Yunzhao's eyes curved, and he was filled with joy after hearing this. He gently pinched the weaving fungus in his hand and said, "Not bad, not bad. We are counting on it to make money!"
After saying this, they burst into laughter, and everyone laughed too. The laughter floated out from the county government office, as if it wanted to float into the mountains and forests, so that the sky, the earth, and all things could share in their joy.
*
Xixiang.
Seeing that it was getting late, Liu Dazhuang dismissed everyone in the backyard and tinkered in the kitchen for a long time. He brought out a dish and a soup and called out, "Cuihua, it's time to eat!"
Wang Cuihua was lying on the bed in the inner room, feeling restless. She suddenly sat up, took out the abacus that Sun Ning had given her, and started fiddling with it.
This was the scene he saw as he entered the room.
"Ah, why are you bringing out the abacus again?" Liu Dazhuang thought she was going to settle the score, so he quickly stepped forward and said, "Madam, didn't we agree that you should take good care of yourself before the baby is born, and I'll take care of all the housework? You go and rest, and I'll do the accounting later."
"No, no." Wang Cuihua held the abacus tightly, her eyes bright, "You don't even know what I'm going to calculate. Go eat first, and I'll finish it before I go."
After that, the "crackling" sound started again.
Liu Dazhuang couldn't persuade her, so he had to support her arm and changed the subject: "Let's eat first and figure it out later. Today I made the mint chicken soup you've been talking about for two days. Try it."
The two walked towards the wooden table. Wang Cuihua's attention was still on the abacus in her hand. Even after she sat down, Liu Dazhuang served her chicken soup, and she was still fiddling with the beads.
He was still muttering, "You know what? Brother Jingshan came today and tried our tofu!"
Liu Dazhuang was even more bewildered by her beaming expression. While putting a spoon into her bowl, he asked in a confused tone, "Just try it. He's like a brother, after all. If he likes it, just give him some."
"What a blockhead!" Wang Cuihua glanced at him and warned, "Think about it again, what does he do?"
He finally came to his senses, a look of joy on his face: "What does this mean? Could it be that Ruyi Tower is going to use our tofu from now on!?"
Wang Cuihua smiled and said, "Although he didn't say it directly, I can see that he is very satisfied."
As she spoke, she unconsciously lowered her voice: "I estimate it's pretty close."
Before Liu Dazhuang could speak, Wang Cuihua raised her hand and shook the abacus, saying proudly, "What do you think? Should we play with this abacus?"
Liu Dazhuang nodded in a daze, and only reacted after a moment: "My wife, but our tofu production is not high. Can we supply the amount that Ruyi Tower needs?"
Only then did she remember what she had been thinking about all day. When County Magistrate Ye mentioned going out to rebuild the tofu shop, she felt that it was a little unreliable. But now, if she could cooperate with Ruyi Tower, the tofu she had at home would definitely not be enough. In this case, she had to rebuild the tofu shop.
She laughed and hesitated for a moment before answering, "I was thinking...we could buy a piece of wasteland in Xixiang and build a tofu shop. What do you think?"
Wang Cuihua has always been a bold and daring woman, but Liu Dazhuang is different. He is conservative in nature and is not willing to try other things.
When County Magistrate Ye had led the group in cultivating the woven cap mushroom, she had become interested. Furthermore, it was her master's idea, and as an apprentice, she was supposed to follow his lead. But Liu Dazhuang was adamantly unwilling, fearing the woven cap mushroom business would falter. So the two of them began grinding tofu. Although it was hard work, they could earn a little money, a much better life than the average family.
When County Magistrate Ye returned from the capital, Wang Cuihua would be lying if she didn't envy or regret seeing others carrying baskets and wicker baskets to the county government office to sell woven mushrooms. Fortunately, before she could regret anything, such a good opportunity struck her.
Seeing her face full of anticipation, Liu Dazhuang rubbed his hands in a somewhat wretched manner and said hesitantly, "Buying wasteland? Isn't that a bit too much... Although wasteland is not expensive, the cost of buying the land, building a house, and the wages of hiring workers, after all the calculations, we won't make much money..."
He added, "Besides, Brother Jingshan said personally that all Ruyilou restaurants will use our tofu from now on."
"I haven't had time to tell you yet." Wang Cuihua shook her head. "Master came looking for him, saying he had something to do, but he never came back."
She was afraid that Liu Dazhuang would get stubborn again, so she quickly added, "But I see he really likes eating our tofu! This thing should be right!"
As she spoke, she began to fiddle with the beads again, muttering to herself as she did so. Then she turned the abacus and motioned Liu Dazhuang to look down:
"Look, this is the minimum amount we can earn every month."
Liu Dazhuang was suddenly startled, his eyes widened, and he stammered, "This! This! Is this true!? How can there be so many!??"
Seeing his reaction, Wang Cuihua immediately added fuel to the fire: "Of course, don't you know how good I am at calculating?"
Speaking of this, Liu Dazhuang shook his head silently. She had even asked County Magistrate Ye for help before she could successfully learn from the owner of Ruyi Tower! By the way, she later studied with Master Wanjun at the county school for a while. She even boasted that no one in the entire Xixiang could compare to Wang Cuihua in terms of abacus.
"If there are so many..." He hesitated and said, no longer as resolute as before, "Then we..."
Before he could finish, Wang Cuihua spoke directly: "Then let's build a tofu shop! Let's eat!"
When his family members had spoken, and there was still room for him to say no, the matter was settled.
She didn't even savor the mint chicken soup she had been longing for for days. She just took a quick bite and said, "I'm going to find the head of the village," and left the house with her round belly.
At this point, Liu Dazhuang sighed softly. He put the dishes into the wooden tub and started washing them.
Once Wang Cuihua makes up her mind, she won't wait even a moment. This was the case when she decided to grind tofu, and it is also the case now that she has decided to open a tofu shop.
When she arrived at the Xixianglizheng family's home, they had just finished dinner. Aunt Xiangyun was mending clothes in the dim sunlight. When she saw her, she smiled and said, "Oh, Cuihua, are you here? Come in and rest. I haven't seen you in a few days, and I think you've gained some weight."
Having said that, she was a little confused: What time is it now, why is Cuihua here?
Although every household had a few candles, who would be willing to use them on a normal day? As soon as it got dark, everyone went to bed. Therefore, most of the conversations took place during the day. Even Aunt Xiangyun took advantage of the little daylight to mend clothes.
This is an unwritten rule, but Wang Cuihua came to visit at this time... She gave him a resentful look, lit a candle, sat down beside the candlelight, and worked overtime to sew clothes for her son.
Wang Cuihua smiled sheepishly, looked at the Xixiang village chief by candlelight, and cut to the chase: "Chief, is there any wasteland in Xixiang? I'd like to buy some."
"Wasteland..." Xixiangli was thinking for a moment, "Previously, County Magistrate Ye brought back so many refugees. I remember that all the wasteland seemed to have been distributed..."
She was startled, then spoke expectantly, "Village Chief, please think about it carefully."
Lu Dayuan secretly pleaded with his father and whispered, "There seems to be some wasteland on the other side of the Hongyu River."
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