Chapter 87 I’ll teach you how to hunt when the time comes
"So let's do a big one-time thing, make a lot of sugar and sell it all at once, and then we'll never be in the sugar business again."
It was because Sang Yu had a glimpse of the future where he would have to sell candy again and again due to lack of money that he came up with this idea.
Instead of selling candy again and again, worrying about being targeted every time, it is better to sell it all at once.
"But we can't sell all the candies in one go." Sang Yongjing was still worried. It wasn't that he didn't believe Sang Yu's judgment, but he was worried about the customers' purchasing power.
When he went to the market with Sang Yu to sell sugar before, the business was so booming, but he only sold less than ten kilograms a day.
Later, Yu'er went to sell more than ten kilograms by herself, but now it was obvious that she didn't want to stop at just ten or twenty kilograms.
Sang Yu smiled cunningly. Since she dared to have such an idea, she naturally had to find out the truth.
It has always been her habit to plan three steps ahead. It is not a bad thing to plan ahead. Even if she has not decided whether to do it or not, it will not hurt to inquire in advance.
"I'll be able to sell them all. I've heard there are two markets in the city that specialize in serving the restaurants and hotels in the city. The daily trading volume is astonishing. I'm sure we'll be able to sell them all if we go there."
The two markets of Yonghe and Yongxing that they had visited before were close to the edge of the city. Most of the people coming and going were low-income residents nearby and refugees from outside the city, and the daily trading volume was not very large.
There are more than just these two markets in the city. The closer the market is to the city center, the greater the daily trading volume and the more types of goods there are.
Even if they boiled all the remaining golden cherry fruits on the mountain into sugar and put it in those markets, it would not attract much attention.
"What if someone targets me..." The problem that Sang Yongjing was worried about still remained unsolved.
"We'll see what happens when the time comes. I can't just stop eating for fear of choking to death."
To be honest, Sang Yu herself didn't have any good ideas. She now had a kitchen knife, so she would bring it with her when the time came. If she really encountered any problems, she would have a knife in her hand to feel more confident.
"But..." Sang Yongjing wanted to say something to persuade her, but Sang Yu glared back at him and he dared not refute anymore.
He didn't know when it started, but Sang Yu had the final say in the family. Once she made a decision, no matter what others said, it could not shake her.
It would be more accurate to say that she was informing him rather than discussing the matter with him, and all he could do was obey.
He held a glimmer of hope in his heart. Since Yu'er said that the two markets specialized in restaurants and hotel businesses, it meant that there were many people trading there every day, and they would not necessarily target them specifically.
Sang Yu was right about one thing. If you are short of money, you have to sell sugar. Selling sugar involves risks, so it is better to sell it all at once, make a big profit, and never touch it again.
Perhaps what you think about during the day will appear in your dreams at night. Sang Yongjing dreamed of picking up money all night, and when he woke up, the corners of his mouth were sore from smiling.
After breakfast, the three of them planned to go up the mountain with big bags and small baskets, and Sang Xingjia also wanted to go with them.
He shouted, "The doctor told me yesterday that I should walk more and exercise more. If I go with you, it will help."
Sang Yu gave him a look and he instantly calmed down.
"The doctor told you to walk, but did he tell you to go up the mountain? Don't you know how steep the terrain is? If you accidentally sprain your leg or fall, will you still want to keep it? Do you really want to be a cripple for the rest of your life?"
The words were so harsh that Sang Xingjia, who didn't dare to speak, lowered his head even more and looked pitiful.
Sang Yu's heart softened and she offered a few words of comfort: "Brother, I know you want to contribute to the family, but there's no need to rush. Once your injury is completely healed, I'll take you up the mountain and teach you how to hunt."
"Hunting? Really?" Sang Xingjia raised his head excitedly, not remembering that he had just been scolded.
"Really, there are a lot of wild animals in the mountains. I just didn't have the energy to catch them before. I will teach you slowly later."
What Sang Yu said was half true and half false. There were indeed wild animals in the mountains, and there were quite a few of them, but they were mostly squirrels and birds, and even medium-sized wild animals were rare.
It’s not that she doesn’t have the energy to catch it, but she doesn’t have the tools.
In the past, when she was camping in the wild to look for mushrooms after rain, she had survived in the wild and hunted many wild animals.
But that was when she had modern tools at her disposal. Even if guns were banned, there were still compound bows, slingshots, lassos, traps, and other hunting tools. What did she have now? A kitchen knife.
If you want to catch prey, you have to spend more time and effort and go deeper into the mountains. It is too dangerous to go alone.
After staring into her eyes for a while, and seeing that she didn't seem to be lying to him, Sang Xingjia finally smiled: "Well, I'll wait."
The three of them were finally able to set out into the mountains. After walking back and forth several times, they found a small path on the mountain with obvious traces of trampling.
You just need to pay attention to the grass on both sides and don't have to worry about the strength of your feet. You will walk much faster.
They chatted all the way and when they arrived at the bamboo forest, Sang Yu couldn't help frowning when he saw several cut down bamboos covered with dew.
Bamboo is naturally humid, and placed in a humid bamboo forest, it's impossible to dry naturally. You have to drag it down the mountain to dry in the sun, or ask the woodcutters to take it to a charcoal burner to dry it.
Sang Yongjing told her about the progress. After a few days, the four people who helped cut wood had already cut the wood they needed and were peeling the bark.
After peeling, it will be sent to the charcoal yard to be dried, and then delivered to their home after everything is completed. The service is quite thoughtful.
Sang Yu had previously guessed that they had some connection with the charcoal yard, but she didn't expect the relationship to be so good that foreign wood could be directly brought over to be dried.
Then if she adds some money and moves some bamboo over to roast it, it shouldn't be a problem.
Seeing her staring at the pile of felled bamboo in a daze, Sang Yongjing thought there was something wrong with the bamboo they had cut, and asked quickly: "Yu'er, what's wrong with the bamboo? Is there a problem?"
"Oh, no problem. I just thought we couldn't leave the bamboo here. It's too damp and won't dry out. We'll have to move it down there when we have time."
Sang Yongjing agreed: "I was thinking about moving down there earlier, but I've been too busy digging holes lately and haven't had the time."
Speaking of digging, he remembered something he had forgotten to mention last night: "Yu'er, the underground space you want has taken shape. I'll have them cut some more wood and send it over. Carpenter Wang will be here to put up the support in a couple of days."
That deep pit was not easy to dig, so baskets of soil were sent out and piled up into a small hill next to it.
"Oh? So fast?" Sang Yu was a little surprised. She thought it would take several more days to dig, but she didn't expect that the support could be set up so quickly.
Sang Yongjing waved his hand. "Not very fast. Carpenter Wang said your pit is too deep. We need to build several layers of support, otherwise it will easily collapse. And we need to dig it out."
It is not easy to dig at a depth of seven or eight meters. If you are not careful, some soil will collapse and bury people alive.
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