How to become the richest man by farming

Chapter 35 Down the Mountain (please recommend for collection)
Mr. Su stroked his beard and sighed: "There are so many herbs, I am already old, when will I get them all dried?"

Jiang Yun came to a sudden, "Oh... so the husband is lazy."

"...What do you know? Drying so many medicinal materials will not only take a lot of time and effort, but firewood will also cost a lot. On the contrary, the villagers are so tired that they have to send me firewood. It's not appropriate." Mr. Su said solemnly, "Ganoderma lucidum and herbal medicines are all gifts from the heavens, perhaps because of this ray of sunshine, but I don't know when this ray of sunshine will come again..."

I don't know if it's been raining for long enough, or God heard Mr. Su's emotion, and the sky cleared up the next day.

The scorching sun burns the morning mist, slowly jumping up the hill with a golden aftertaste.

Mr. Su stood on the porch, watching the long-lost sunrise quietly, and then slowly began to take out the medicinal materials to dry.

"You can't continue to be lazy." Mr. Su said to himself.

These days, Jiang Yang's first thing in the morning is to check the sky.

The moment he saw the sun coming out of the clouds, Jiang Yang jumped up excitedly, "Second Brother, Second Brother... Get up, the sun is out! You can go down the mountain."

Following Jiang Yang's yelling, the whole yard became busy.

Jiang Bai and Jiang Yang were stuffing tangerines into kudzu root powder, and Jiang Yun was helping to count. She can easily count to hundreds now.If it is more than one hundred, put a stone on the ground when counting one hundred, and you are not afraid of miscalculation.

In order to prevent the kudzu root powder from being bumped and smashed when going down the mountain, they first spread a layer of dry straw on the bottom of the bamboo basket, then put a layer of orange-stuffed kudzu root powder, then spread a layer of dry straw, and then put a layer of orange-stuffed kudzu root pink……

Old man Jiang went to the firewood pile in the backyard to find some dry firewood.

After so many days of rain, the dry firewood at the foot of the mountain must be very easy to sell.

A roof was built on the pile of firewood. Although the firewood on the outside was inevitably a little wet, the firewood inside was still dry.

Mrs. Zhou weighed the uncaria that had been dried in bags these days.

Because it has been raining, the harvested Uncaria can only be dried slowly on the stove, and only eleven catties have been saved in these few days.

Liu Su and Zhou Qiao were preparing the family's breakfast in the kitchen, and by the way, posted a few bran cakes to guide them on the way.

By the time breakfast was ready, they were almost ready.

The old man Jiang carried a load of firewood, while the two brothers carried 200 catties of Uncaria and more than [-] tangerine-stuffed kudzu root powder.

In Jiang Yang's arms were still the letter that Mr. Su asked to carry and the cloth bag that Liu Su gave.

With the expectation of a family in their hearts, the three of them went down the mountain facing the rising sun.

On the road, I also ran into a few villagers carrying firewood down the mountain.

As for the seller of kudzu powder down the mountain, there was none.

Don't look at when digging kudzu roots, many villagers joined in, for fear that they would be dug up later.But the main thing is to take it home and eat it for yourself. If you really want to sell it, everyone hesitates.

After all, the lesson of the drug seller who almost ended up in prison was in front of him.

But the Jiang family had no other choice. If they didn't buy some food and came back, even if this winter survived, what would the family eat in the spring of next year?
You must know that there is still half a year before the next year's grain harvest, but the family's grain storage is really running out.

They had already prepared for the worst. If the pharmacy didn't accept their kudzu root powder and uncaria, they would pick them back the same way, never entangled, and never conflicted with others.

If there is no food to eat, you can eat wild vegetables, and you can carry them all day long, but if you go to a prison cell, whether you can save your life is another matter.

The medicine boy in Baoan Tang saw that the three of them were dressed in rags, with firewood and baskets on their shoulders, so they knew that they were not experienced medicine farmers.

If Yao Nong was familiar with him, he would never come forward.

After judging the identities of the three, the drug boy waved them away, "Go, go, we don't accept medicinal materials."

The three of them panicked for a while, but fortunately Jiang Yang calmed down, put down the shoulder pole, took out the letter in his arms, and handed it over, "Mr. Su said that there is news about the medicine that your shopkeeper asked him to find, so I sent a letter." .”

As soon as Yaotong heard that it was the shopkeeper's letter, he reached out to pick it up, but it was in vain.

Jiang Yang pressed the envelope to his chest, and said with an apologetic smile: "My brother, forgive me, our husband said that this medicine is very important, so I must deliver the letter to the shopkeeper with my own hands, please ask me to call your shopkeeper for me."

Although he was a little unhappy, he didn't dare to delay the shopkeeper's medicine, so he said angrily: "Don't block the door, go to the back door and wait."

"Hey, ok, ok, I'm sorry to bother you, little brother." Jiang Yang picked up the pole again and took his father and brother to the back door of the pharmacy.

After waiting for a long time, no one came, Jiang Bai said anxiously: "The medicine boy won't fool us, didn't he call for someone at all?"

Jiang Yang also hesitated, but thinking of Mr. Su, Jiang Yang shook his head, "Probably not, let's wait, if not, I'll go up and ask." Then he looked at old man Jiang, "Father, you first Go sell firewood, the two of us are waiting here, come back to us when you finish selling firewood."

Old man Jiang hesitated for a moment and left with the firewood. Selling the firewood was more important. Even if the kudzu powder was not sold, the load of firewood would have to be sold at a good price.

On the other side, Yaotong finally talked about the matter with the late shopkeeper.

When the shopkeeper heard that there was news about the medicine, he lifted his robe and went to the back door.

After taking the envelope from Jiang Yang and reading it at a glance, the shopkeeper's face flushed with excitement, "Okay, okay."

Putting the envelope away, the shopkeeper calmed down a bit, and looked at the two brothers, "Are you going to sell kudzu root powder stuffed with oranges?"

The two were taken aback, not understanding how he knew.

It was Jiang Yang who reacted first, lifted the dry straw from the basket, and took out a few dried tangerine-stuffed kudzu root powder for the shopkeeper.

"Look, do you accept this?"

The shopkeeper didn't answer him, but glanced at the baskets under their feet, and asked, "All these?"

Jiang Yang: "These are all three baskets, and this one is Uncaria."

"Come pick them all into the yard, I'm going to try this tangerine-stuffed kudzu powder." Then he went in with the orange-stuffed kudzu powder.

When the shopkeeper came out again, the drug boy followed behind with a few round dustpans.

"I want your tangerine-stuffed kudzu powder. It costs two cents a piece. If there is no problem, I will pay after ordering."

"No problem! We've all ordered, a total of 220 four." Jiang Yang said without hesitation.

The shopkeeper nodded, "It's good to order it, we also want to order it, and we can check the number after ordering. Didn't it mean that there is still uncaria? Let me have a look."

"Yes, yes, yes, this bag is Uncaria, a little more than [-] catties in total, counting as [-] catties, because it has rained recently, we dried it with fire, can you see if it can be used?" Jiang Yang handed it over That bag of uncaria.

The shopkeeper looked through it, smelled it, and finally nodded slightly, "Uncaria ten cents a catty."

Outside the back door of the pharmacy, Jiang Bai touched the copper plate in his arms and didn't recover for a long time.

So easy to sell?
But Jiang Yang knew that Mr. Su probably mentioned them in the letter, otherwise how would the shopkeeper know that they had kudzu root powder stuffed with oranges?

"Second Brother, you wait here for Dad, I'll go to Buzhuang."

Jiang Bai waved his hand and said, "Go, go, go, go, come back."

　Thank you for the ticket ~ see you tomorrow ~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)