The dried vegetables they eat in winter are not wild vegetables that are dried in the sun. They only eat vegetables that are dried in the sun, so there is no market for them. The other things are their own bacon, cured meat, air-dried chicken and duck, and cured chicken.
This shop is just a test to see if the dried meat business is good.
"Dad, when collecting dry goods, you must ask them to check carefully. All the goods must be spread out on the ground for inspection. It's better to go slowly."
"I know that anyone who dares to pass off a bad product as a good one will not be allowed to sell me in the future."
"Not only are they selling inferior products as good ones, but many mushrooms look very similar but are inedible. It is even harder to tell them apart after they are dried. Who can we find to check the goods?"
"The village chief has arranged it. There are two old men in the village who are particularly good at looking at mushrooms. They helped people harvest mushrooms in their early years. They are paid thirty dollars a day. It has been agreed. Our buyers don't have this kind of talent, so we can hire someone else."
"Yeah, that's fine."
"My dear, do you think the county magistrate might have taken advantage of our money? Why is there no news yet?"
"We can't do anything about it. This has been reported to higher authorities level after level. It might even be sent to the capital. It won't be quick."
"Beijing, could it be that the emperor knows that our family made rice seedlings?" The emperor can see what they make? Is this true?
"I guess he can see it, otherwise how can it be promoted nationwide? But he may not know the Zhao family. The person who sent it was the prefect."
"Is that so? I thought the emperor would also know about me, Zhao Dashu!"
"When you pass the imperial examination and become the top scholar, the emperor will definitely know your name and remember it clearly. Not only will he know your name, but he may even meet you and have a few words with you. You can do it, Dad, keep going."
"Go ahead, you are making fun of me, right? My master hasn't even passed the imperial examination yet, and you're still talking to me about the number one scholar. How dare you dream on that? Can our family pretend to be the number one scholar?"
"It can't fit in. I'll build you a bigger house later."
"Don't be so mean, what should we do if they really don't give it to us?"
"No big deal, just this once. I won't take out anything else in the future. If they are not so greedy and give us some guarantees, I will continue to cooperate."
Sustainable development is the only way for both you and me to prosper. People who eat alone have very limited vision and mind. She should just continue to live like this.
"Mom, my third brother is making a living again." Zhao Da's words were full of sourness. His wife told him that the third brother was picking mushrooms in the village, and she wanted to take Ruxin to pick mushrooms.
"Oh, my third child has always been a capable person. If it weren't for him, I might never have enjoyed happiness in my life."
Zhao Da: "Mom, are you blaming me for not making any achievements and not letting you live a good life?"
Seeing that her eldest son was unhappy, Old Sun chose to shut up and asked, "What did the third son do again?"
"I'm picking mushrooms in the village. Mom, why didn't the third brother take me with him when he was doing business? If he asked the villagers to pick the mushrooms, couldn't he let me and my brother pick them?"
"Don't you want to copy a book?"
Zhao Da: "Wang can do this job."
"She can't. Your wife is not a kind person. Look at what we eat at home every day. When she was eating secretly with you guys, did she ever think about me, her mother-in-law?
This vicious woman must not be allowed to touch the Third Brother's things. If she does, the Third Brother will make a living for her, just like that Hong, who once had money in his hands would despise you for being useless and run away with the money."
Zhao Dayu pressed his swollen forehead. He really couldn’t understand why it was so difficult to communicate with his mother. How could someone not understand what people said?
"Mom, I still have some books to copy, so I'll go get busy first."
Old Sun pouted. When the eldest brother didn't want to pay attention to her, she said she wanted to copy books. Copying books every day, she and the old man had been looking forward to it for a lifetime, but in the end they cultivated a copyist?
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