Ever since Fan Bai got engaged, he'd been busy, leaving early and returning late, trying to catch a pair of wild geese to present his engagement. Fan Mo took over as shopkeeper in the city.
Zhang Liang laid the bundled pigs on the cart, along with three large buckets of goat milk that the couple had milked early that morning. He was a little worried, wondering if Madam Fan could make it to the city on her own.
But Fan Mo said there was no need to send anyone else, she alone was enough.
She took the whip, drove the mule cart away easily, looking particularly cool.
Zhang Liang patted his son's shoulder and said, "Look at this young lady. She's so capable! You should bring honor to your father!"
Zhang Xiaomu was well fed and well fed on the farm, and was almost half a head taller than his father. He nodded, picked up a bucket of pig feed in one hand, and said, "I will definitely raise my boss's pigs to be fatter!"
When Fan Mo entered the city, many people recognized the face of the second shopkeeper, Fan, and greeted her. Even though she remained expressionless, everyone was used to her temperament and thought she looked even better.
Fang Zheng saw Fan Mo again, and his eyes still couldn't stop wandering around her.
Butcher Fang pulled him back and glared at him fiercely, "Your wife just got pregnant, you better behave yourself!"
Fang Zheng lowered his head, feeling ashamed of himself. He didn't know why he kept looking at Shopkeeper Fan.
If Jiang Yue knew, she would probably say: What you can't get will always cause you trouble.
Several people carried the pig down.
"Manager Fan, when will you slaughter the next sheep?" Butcher Fang asked casually because he hadn't seen any sheep today so that he could make preparations in advance.
"Uncle Fang, we won't kill a sheep today. From now on, we can kill a pig or a sheep every two days."
Butcher Fang breathed a sigh of relief. There were more butcher shops in the city, and their business was good. However, if they slaughtered a pig and a sheep every day, it would take some time to sell them all out. He was worried that the meat would become stale over time and damage his reputation.
Besides, dried fish sells well.
The three of them, father and son, came to work, but in reality, they only received two people's wages. Fang Xin was just learning the craft. After a while, when he got the hang of it, his family would be able to go to the countryside to collect pigs and sell them themselves. It was better to earn your own money than to work for others.
"What are these barrels next to it?"
"The shopkeeper has hired two new ladies. From today on, we will be adding a new food to our shop: goat's milk."
Butcher Fang was stunned. Sheep, goat milk? "Who are they selling it to?"
"To feed them."
Feeding people goat's milk? What does this mean? Fang the butcher was baffled. He had never heard of this before, but he had to hurry to slaughter the pig, so he didn't ask any more questions. The owner had his own ideas.
The two ladies Jiang Yue hired were Aunt Zhang and Aunt Li, who lived two doors to the left of their house. Their own grandchildren had all run away, so there was no need to watch them all the time.
In addition, both of them were under 45 years old and in good health, but they couldn't find a job. They were bored and came to ask for help.
Jiang Yue was thinking about the flock of sheep at home. There were now 110 raised sheep and 25 lambs, most of which were ewes. It was a pity to waste the goat's milk.
I'll bring three barrels today to see if the people will accept them. If they sell well, I can earn extra money in the future.
The three members of the Fang family were all busy, occupying the stove and boiling several large pots of hot water.
The two aunts came at the perfect time, and the pig had already been slaughtered in the shop.
When Fang Xin came over to pour water, he saw the white juice in the wooden barrel and blushed. He asked, "Can this goat milk still be eaten by humans?"
Aunt Zhang smiled and said, "This goat's milk is really good. Everyone in the landlord's farm drinks it. It's good for the body. We two plan to buy two bowls every day and share them with the children."
If there is any left, give a sip to the old man. It is said that he can sleep a little longer at night.
Fang Xin's face wrinkled and twisted, and he didn't know what he was thinking. "How can this taste good? It smells like livestock."
Although he deals with pigs every day and pigs stink even more, the two smells are different.
"When we cook it, I'll give you a taste." Aunt Li said mysteriously.
They drank it when they went to Zhuangzi to go to school to milk sheep, and it tasted really good.
The Jiang family shop always seems to be able to do some unexpected business, such as delicious fruits, rare sheep, and now they even have goat milk!
"Can humans drink this goat's milk? We are humans, not animals!"
"Is the Jiang family crazy about making money? They can do this?"
"It's not human milk, how can it be eaten by people?"
Jiang Yue had already made an assumption for the two aunts in advance. Since this was the first time doing business, it probably wouldn't be smooth sailing, and there would always be some people who wouldn't understand.
The aunts have been through a lot, so of course they are not afraid of losing face. They are not afraid to curse at people in the street...
In front of Aunt Zhang was a pot of white goat's milk, and in front of Aunt Li was a pot of slightly yellow-green goat's milk. Both were freshly cooked, and not only did they lack the fishy smell, but the light fragrance seemed quite good.
Aunt Zhang "drove away" Shopkeeper Fan, saying that it would be best for young ladies not to get involved, for fear that some people might say something unpleasant.
Aunt Yuan used a spoon to scoop different types of goat milk into two empty bowls.
Aunt Zhang, whose voice was louder than Aunt Yuan's, shouted to the people who had come to join in the fun, "This sheep was brought back from the grassland by our boss. Anyone who buys it and eats it back home will know how delicious it is. In that place, everyone drinks goat's milk, which is why they're so tall and strong, and so incredibly powerful! Do you think the goat's milk has any role to play?"
Most people had never seen it, but some who knew something about it shouted back, "I've seen people there. They look different from us. There's a boy about sixteen or seventeen years old who's a head taller than me! His fists are twice as big as mine!"
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