Zhang Laifu didn't order many mosquito coils; only 600 rolls of regular scented mosquito coils and 300 rolls of osmanthus scented mosquito coils.
He didn't order a large quantity, but he could take Jiang's mosquito coils to the next town to sell, and the packaging of the mosquito coils was done in the bags she provided. In this way, Jiang's reputation would quickly spread.
This is a highly profitable venture.
The entire Jiang family has been working overtime these past few days to make mosquito coils. Perhaps greatly encouraged, they are all working with boundless energy, as if they've been injected with adrenaline.
In just two days, a considerable number of mosquito coils were produced.
Aside from the mosquito coils to be delivered to Zhang Laifu, there are still more than 3,000 rolls of regular-scented mosquito coils and nearly 2,000 rolls of osmanthus-scented mosquito coils left.
Count the mosquito coils ordered by Zhang Laifu. Pack the regular scented ones into white cloth bags and write "Regular Scent" on them. Do the same for the osmanthus scented ones.
Afterwards, Jiang Wanwan had her family members pack 1,500 rolls of regular scented mosquito coils and 2,000 rolls of osmanthus-scented mosquito coils into cloth bags and put them into a large wooden bucket.
Grandma Jiang handed a bundle to Jiang Wanwan. She looked at her with loving eyes and carefully instructed her, "Grandma's dearest granddaughter, these are meat-filled thin noodle pancakes that Grandma made herself. Take them with you and eat them when you're hungry. Don't go hungry."
Jiang Wanwan took the bundle. "Grandma, I understand. Don't tire yourself out too much while you're making mosquito coils at home."
The Jiang family cut a lot of mugwort and elm bark a few days ago, and they've dried them and are ready to use. So they're not going up the mountain to cut mugwort for the time being, but instead staying home for two or three days to help make mosquito coils, which is a good rest for them.
"Grandma knows."
After everything was prepared, Jiang Wanwan, along with her second uncle Jiang and Jiang Xun, left the house, watched by their family members.
It's the off-season for farming now, and the rice seedlings are in the heading stage. The villagers just watered and fertilized the rice a while ago. So these past few days, the villagers haven't been busy tending to the crops, making the village quite lively, with many more people gathering under the big locust tree.
Aunt Li was picking vegetables under the big locust tree when she saw Jiang Wanwan and her two companions driving an oxcart. She greeted them warmly, "Wanwan, Jiasheng, Xun, are you three going to town again?"
“Yes, Auntie. Aren’t my girlfriends from Beijing also running businesses in this town? They asked me to help them with some things, so I’ve been going to town more often these past few days,” Jiang Wanwan said with a smile.
Perhaps it was because Jiang Wanwan's family kept it a secret, and also because the villagers of Dashui Village rarely went to the town, especially the bustling East Street, that the Jiang family was able to sell mosquito coils for several days without anyone in the village noticing.
Whenever they hear someone making sarcastic remarks in front of their family, the Jiang family members are too lazy to explain. They just keep quiet and make big money!
Zhang Cuihua and her daughter, who were standing nearby, along with Liu San Niang and Feng Xiuer, who always disliked the Jiang family, looked at each other with mockery.
Having learned their lesson, Liu San Niang and Feng Xiu'er were worried that Jiang Wanwan would target them again and try to borrow grain from their families. Therefore, even though they really wanted to mock Jiang Wanwan, they held back.
After all, they hated the presence of Zhang Cuihua and her daughter from the Jiang family. They didn't believe Zhang Cuihua could resist making sarcastic remarks about that brat Jiang Wanwan!
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