"Isn't this too much?" Actually, the pig offal was delivered at noon. There were many people washing things, and Yin Lan returned in the evening. Logically, it should have all been washed, but the third son's wife was afraid of washing too much, so she kept the speed down.
"Perfect timing, you can tell everyone to hurry up and wash the dishes, we need all of these today."
"Huh?" The third son's wife was extremely surprised.
You already washed so much yesterday, and today you've washed even more...
Her uneasy gaze fell on the oxcart outside, and then she was very surprised to find that all 100 catties of pig offal that she had loaded onto it when she set off in the morning had disappeared!
"This...this...this..."
In the village square, Da Wa had gone to the village head's house to return something, but as soon as he came out, he was surrounded by the village children.
"Big Brother, I heard you went to the county town?"
"Big Brother, what's the county town like? Is it nice?"
"Big brother, I heard you went to sell things with your parents, did you sell anything?"
Few children in the village have ever been to the county town, so in their eyes, the eldest child is the most fashionable, someone who has been to the county town and seen the world.
Surrounded by people and stared at by countless pairs of bright eyes, the eldest child was very proud.
"The scene was so beautiful! The clothes everyone was wearing were so gorgeous. My mom even took me to a restaurant, which was as beautiful as a palace. We sell our products there, and we also have our own shop where we sell our goods. Business is booming!"
"How much did you make?" the children asked, very curious.
The eldest son paused. He wasn't a brainless child. He had already asked his mother on the oxcart back. His mother said that he could tell the other children about selling things, which was why the eldest son stayed. Otherwise, he would have already run home and wouldn't be here.
Although he was young, he had heard a lot of what the women in the village said, and he didn't want his mother to be gossiped about by outsiders.
But since Mother has said so, things can be discussed.
However, the eldest child was still cautious, and he silently held up two fingers.
The third one was tempting him, but he resisted; there were only two left, no more.
The other children looked at each other in bewilderment.
Two... coins?
The children gasped in shock; two taels of silver was an enormous sum of money in their eyes!
You can earn two taels of silver a day, one tael in five days, and four taels a month!
They don't even earn that much in a year!
"Wow, that's amazing! That's incredible! So much money..."
The eldest child touched his nose. "That...it's not 'two coins,' it's..."
He looked around at the children, then sighed, "Two ounces!"
All around was quiet.
The children were stunned and speechless.
Two ounces?
Two ounces!
When the adults in the village heard the news their children had brought back, they knew that Iron Sword Village was destined to be anything but peaceful that night, with screams echoing everywhere.
"Two ounces!"
"My goodness! Gossip pig offal is so profitable? How can it be so lucrative?"
Many families were green with envy, saying, "We told you to get on the good side of the Yin family before, but you wouldn't listen. Look how much money they make now!"
The woman retorted, "You didn't say that before. You used to tell me not to be like Madam Yin. How can you change your tune now?"
Men are less able to speak.
How could I not feel envious and jealous?
With Yin's looks and figure, Chen Yourun was quite lucky. And now she's making so much money. Many people are green with envy.
Others just said, "I knew the Yin family was different. She even went to kill wild boars. She's definitely someone who can do great things."
“We used to complain about her being wasteful, but look at her, how much does she earn? She only makes two taels of silver a day, two taels, that’s two taels.”
When Da Wa returned, he received envious and jealous glances from the villagers.
He let out a big sigh from his small belly, thinking to himself, "Thank goodness he said two liang. I should have said one liang, or I shouldn't have corrected the kids when they said two qian."
Fortunately, they didn't mention five taels of silver. If they had, the villagers would probably have gone crazy.
When he got back, Da Wa told Yin Lan about it. He was afraid he had said something wrong, but Yin Lan patted his head and praised him for doing a good job.
But Da Wa still couldn't understand. Everyone in the village was so envious, wouldn't they do something to make things worse?
But in reality, although it seems like she earned five taels of silver, Manager Liu of Jiqinglou must have earned more than Yin Lan. But right now, he's probably already washed up, lying down, and even drinking and having fun.
Yin Lan looked at the pile of pig offal that was almost a small mountain and thought, "Oh no, I still have to work hard."
Braising 200 jin of pig offal is no easy task; yesterday's 100 jin was already a very difficult task for Yin Lan.
So today she called Chen Yourun in, and he saw the whole process. As for the spices, Yin Lan said that she found some in the mountains, and the rich man who collected clothes gave Yin Lan some more.
The method for making this braised food was mentioned by her maternal grandfather, and then she heard about the method from this wealthy person. Finally, she tried it herself. Originally, it was for her family to eat, but she didn't expect that the food would be so delicious and sell so well. After several improvements, the food finally became what it is today.
Chen Yourun had long known how capable his wife was, and in his view, since she was his wife, he should give her the utmost trust. Moreover, Yin Lan's explanation did not have any major flaws.
Yin Lan breathed a slight sigh of relief when she noticed that Chen Yourun did not seem suspicious.
"Since it was your own idea, it's best not to let others know about it."
Such a good item sells so well here, it must be good in other places too. It's not that Chen Yourun is petty, but this item was originally his wife's idea and she put in a lot of effort. It's something that can be passed down as a family heirloom, so naturally we have to keep it well.
Yin Lan felt a little embarrassed; actually... the item wasn't what she had in mind.
However, she also wanted a better life, so naturally she wouldn't just take things out casually.
"But the amount of pig offal is already this much. What if it gets even more in the future?" Even if the two of them could manage to keep up with this workload every day, it would be unbearable.
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