There wasn't any animal manure in the village! Poultry was just chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs. Chicken and duck manure was tiny, but pig manure was smelly and disgusting. Human manure was even worse. Who would want to collect that stuff?
Aunt Wang was in no mood to pay attention to Zhang Xiaochun's reluctance, and went out to look for fertilizer in a mysterious manner. Zhang Xiaochun bit his lip and refused to go.
Xu Xingchen's cold voice rang out again: "Zhang Xiaochun, I don't keep outsiders here. If you don't leave, I'll send you out."
The word "send" was meant to be sent, but under the double BUFF of Xu Xingchen's tone and expression, it sounded to Zhang Xiaochun like he was being driven away.
Several other villagers working in the greenhouse couldn't help but complain: "Please leave quickly! You're disturbing us."
"That's right. If it weren't for them, our seedlings could have been produced a few days ago."
"They shouldn't be allowed in again!"
......
The villagers' words were so blunt that even Zhang Xiaochun, who had a thick skin, couldn't stand it. He ran out in shame. It was unknown whether he followed Aunt Wang to find fertilizer or left alone.
After the two troubles left, peace returned to the greenhouse and everyone focused on their own work.
"Is anyone there——"
A call came from outside the shed, Jun Haoyue and Xu Xingchen looked at each other. Xu Xingchen had difficulty walking out, so it was Jun Haoyue who went out.
Standing outside the door was a young man in a dark blue robe with a round collar and narrow sleeves, and a ring hanging around his waist. He looked like he was not an ordinary citizen.
The young man in the robe saw that the man who came out was an imposing man with a jade-like face. He bowed and said in admiration, "Excuse me, are you the owner of Xu's Malt Sugar? Not only is he handsome, but he also makes malt sugar, a delicacy that is hard to find in this world. I'm so sorry."
Jun Haoyue's eyebrows twitched frivolously. This person mistook him for the boss. He bowed and returned the greeting: "Sir, you are mistaken. I am not the boss of Xu's Malt Sugar. The boss is inside. Let's go in first and talk."
The young man in the robe nodded somewhat embarrassedly and followed Jun Haoyue into the greenhouse. As soon as he entered the greenhouse, the smell of soil mixed with a light plant scent hit him in the face.
The young man looked around and admired the scene of tilling the soil, sowing and watering in an orderly manner. Jun Haoyue led him to Xu Xingchen.
"This is Boss Xu."
The young man hurriedly said, "Hello, Boss Xu, hello. I didn't expect that Boss Xu is actually a woman, and such a beautiful woman..."
"Cough!" Jun Haoyue interrupted him with a cough and clenched his fist to his lips, his face a little cold. The young man reacted and touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.
Xu Xingchen waved her hands. "No, no, I'm just a country woman with a little craft inherited from my ancestors. But, you are...?"
"My name is Zhao Gan, and I'm the young master of Zhaojiazhuang in this town. Half a month ago, my wife and son bought some malt sugar from Mr. Xu at the market in town."
Xu Xingchen suddenly realized, mother and son...probably the mother and son who left and came back to buy malt sugar?
"Indeed, there was a mother and son who bought malt sugar. They turned out to be Mr. Zhao's wife and son. Mr. Zhao is so lucky. His wife is gentle and generous, well-educated and well-mannered, and his son is also very cute."
Zhao Gan heard his wife being praised, and his face was filled with happiness and attachment. "Well, my wife is indeed very gentle..."
Xu Xingchen looked a little unhappy. Was there also display of affection in ancient times?
"Mr. Zhao, what brings you here?" Jun Haoyue went straight to the point.
Zhao Gan came back to his senses from his happiness. "Hey, look at me, I almost forgot something important. The kid has been talking about maltose lately. I've been looking for Boss Xu's shop in town for two days but couldn't find it. I asked around and found out that Boss Xu lives in Sanwan Village, so I came here specifically to buy it."
Hearing that they were here to buy malt sugar, Xu Xingchen looked a little embarrassed. Zhao Gan asked cautiously, "Boss Xu, is there anything wrong?"
Xu Xingchen shook his head. "Not really. I've been busy lately. I'm still working on the maltose, so I don't have any at the moment."
"Ah... in that case, what a pity, I can only wait a little longer." Zhao Gan's face was full of regret. Oh, how could he explain to his son when he got back?
But then he thought of the malt sugar Xu Xingchen made, which was rare and fresh, sweet but not greasy, and suitable for all ages. He said, "Boss Xu, I have a suggestion. Is it okay to listen to it?"
"you say."
"Boss Xu, do you want to let more people taste and appreciate the malt sugar? I know a caravan that travels all over the country and I can introduce you to Boss Xu."
A word flashed through Xu Xingchen's mind: export trade?
This is amazing. There are only a limited number of people in the town, and sales will always reach saturation. If it is sold to more places farther away, wouldn't it be possible to achieve a circular sales?
"In that case... I'm very grateful to you, Mr. Zhao." Xu Xingchen suppressed the excitement in his heart and answered as calmly as possible.
After chatting about some trivial matters, Zhao Gan said that he needed to go back. Xu Xingchen thought about it and called him, gave Jun Haoyue a look, and silently mouthed something to him.
Jun Haoyue was silent for a moment, then walked out of the greenhouse.
"Mr. Zhao, please wait a moment." Although Zhao Gan had doubts, he still waited obediently.
After a while, Jun Haoyue came back with an oil-paper bag in his hand and handed it to Xu Xingchen.
Xu Xingchen handed the oil-paper bag to Zhao Gan, "Mr. Zhao, this is the malt sugar I saved. Take it back with you."
Zhao Gan was both surprised and delighted: "But, Boss Xu, didn't you say you were still rushing..."
Xu Xingchen interrupted him: "It's okay. I can still make it when the raw materials are ready. Mr. Zhao introduced the caravan to me. I have such a great kindness, and I can't repay it in any way. I can only thank you with this. I hope Mr. Zhao won't despise it."
"No, no, Mr. Xu, you're so polite. I'll accept it. I'll come back on the 15th, the day for reservations." Zhao Gan looked grateful.
"good."
Jun Haoyue supported Xu Xingchen and watched Zhao Gan leave. Xu Xingchen suddenly felt a sense of longing. All things are difficult at the beginning, and this one is a jackpot. What could make people happier than this?
The person who supported her felt her slight trembling and thought she was cold, but when he saw her proud expression, he smiled quietly, with praise and pampering in his eyes.
But not long after, Jun Haoyue suppressed the emotions in his eyes and glanced at the two figures in the distance.
Aunt Wang and Zhang Xiaochun had long scarves wrapped around their heads, leaving only their eyes exposed. They came back with two buckets of excrement in their stiff arms, and the expressions in their eyes were filled with disgust and aversion.
The two men saw Xu Xingchen from afar, quickened their pace, walked up to her in two steps, and placed the wooden barrel in their hands in front of her with a clang.
Jun Haoyue was quick to take Xu Xingchen's arm and take a few steps back to avoid being splashed by the contents of the bucket.
Zhang Xiaochun gasped when Xu Xingchen dodged, then sat down on the ground, panting, but not daring to remove the long scarf. Aunt Wang did the same, dropping the barrel and sitting down on the ground.
Xu Xingchen frowned and raised his hands to cover his mouth and nose.
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