Poor family farming: the sick and weak scholar's wife is very sturdy

Chapter 7 I earned the money!

"Isn't it? If you're so poor, it's enough to buy some brown rice!"

A woman chimed in.

However, as Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan got closer, many people saw the things they were carrying and the heavy bamboo basket on Li Yuyan's arm.

"Xiao Linzi, what kind of treasure are you carrying?"

When Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan approached, the women surrounded them one after another.

"Salt rock."

Lin Xiao replied lightly, and did not stop, but continued to rush home with Li Yuyan.

"Salt stone? That's a poisonous thing. Why are you carrying this thing back?"

Ma Guihua followed Lin Xiao's pace, asking puzzled questions while walking.

"Xiao Linzi, don't be confused. If you don't have any salt to eat, go to your aunt's house and get some. Salt rocks are poisonous, so you don't want to eat them. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I also have salt at home, and I can give you some of it."

The village women also followed Lin Xiao and the others while persuading them kindly.

When they arrived at Lin Xiao's house, Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan piled up the salt stones in the yard, and everyone discovered that there were already a lot of salt stones stored in the yard.

"Xiao Linzi, you are..."

Ma Guihua was even more puzzled.

"I have a bad waist, so I need to use these salt stones for hot compress."

Lin Xiao said casually, and then asked Li Yuyan to distribute the maltose bought from the town to the village women.

"This...maltose?!"

"Xiao Linzi, are you getting rich? You actually invited us to eat maltose!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, tsk tsk, tsk tsk, we Xiaolinzi are hiding everything!"

"I said Xiao Linzi, daughter-in-law, you are so lucky!"

No one teased Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan anymore, and everyone was full of envy.

Made from wheat and glutinous rice, maltose is sweet and delicious, but extremely expensive.

Just a few pieces, at least ten copper plates are needed to buy them.

Unexpectedly, Lin Xiao was willing to buy it back and share it with everyone.

Is this a fortune?

"Xiao Linzi, you..."

"It's getting late, everyone go back, our husband and wife still have things to do!"

Ma Guihua wanted to ask Lin Xiao where the spare money came from, but was interrupted by Lin Xiao.

When the village women heard Lin Xiao's words, they all looked at each other meaningfully and left with interest.

Hearing this, Li Yuyan felt a chill in his heart.

"Hey, don't mind, if you don't say that, they won't leave obediently, and it will be bad to delay our salt-making plan!"

Lin Xiao said with a sneer.

……

After working until midnight, the two produced twelve catties of table salt.

"Yuyan, you must keep the method of making salt a secret, do you understand?"

Lin Xiao looked at Li Yuyan's skillful filling of salt and said.

"This is the secret recipe, even if the knife rests on my neck, I won't say it."

As long as the market opens up, this kind of table salt, which is of a higher quality than tribute salt, will definitely sell well!
At that time, not to mention hiring murderers to assassinate, even Qing Jun's funds will be more than enough!
Li Yuyan pointed at the secret recipe for making salt and turned over. How could he tell others? !
Early the next morning, the two of them sent the ten catties of salt needed by the shopkeeper of Jiuzhou Town, and got five hundred copper coins, which is half a penny.

Many farmers who plan food in the fields have worked hard for a year, but they can't save half a penny.

But now, in less than a day, he earned half a penny, which made Li Yuyan feel that the time for revenge was getting closer and closer to him.

At this time, his heart is no longer afraid and confused about the future, but full of hope and longing.

Like yesterday, the two each ate a bowl of big meat noodles.

Then Lin Xiao pulled a few feet of cloth and some dried fruit snacks, and asked Li Yuyan to take her to Zhoujia Village.

Charcoal is not enough.

Zhoujia Village was closer to Linjia Village where Lin Xiao lived, and the two hurried to Zhoujia Village in the afternoon.

Li Xiangmei was turning over the fish caught from the river a few days ago in the yard, while her husband Zhou Dajun was sitting beside him burning firewood to make charcoal.

"Sister Xiangmei!"

As soon as Li Yuyan entered the door, he stepped forward and shouted indifferently.

When Li Xiangmei saw the person coming, she was startled at first, and then squeezed out an embarrassed smile: "Sister Yuyan, you...why are you here?"

Hearing this, Zhou Dajun immediately jumped up from his chair and stood at attention respectfully.

Why do these two people feel so afraid of Li Yuyan (Li Yuyan)?
Lin Xiao was puzzled.

"My boss said that your charcoal is good, so I came here to buy some more."

Li Yuyan said calmly, without any emotion on his serious face.

At first glance, it doesn't look like they are here to buy things, but rather to collect tribute.

Hearing this, Li Xiangmei didn't speak, and went straight to Zhou Dajun, and whispered a few words.

Zhou Dajun glanced at Lin Xiao and Li Yuyan, then turned and walked into the back room.

After a while, Zhou Dajun came out with a slightly larger bamboo basket filled with charcoal and pancakes.

"Sister Yuyan, there is nothing delicious at home, only this pancake is left, you can take it!"

Li Xiangmei said.

She felt that Li Yuyan's remarks just now were just decent words to borrow food.

It's not like she hasn't been to their house, she is so poor, where can she have any spare money to buy charcoal?
Besides, there was a lot of charcoal sent over the past two days, and it would not be used up in a while, so how could I come over to buy it again?
When Lin Xiao saw the pancakes in the basket, he immediately understood that Li Xiangmei had misunderstood the two of them, so he quickly took out twenty copper plates from the basket Li Yuyan was carrying and put them in Li Xiangmei's hands.

"Sister Xiangmei, is twenty copper coins enough?"

Li Xiangmei and Zhou Dajun looked at each other incredulously, and they were stunned.

"This money..."

"I earned the money!"

Faced with the doubts of Li Xiangmei and his wife, Lin Xiao proudly continued:

"I made the salt, and it is whiter and finer than tribute salt. The shopkeeper of the grain and oil store in Jiuzhou Town asked for ten catties!"

Hearing this, Li Xiangmei and Zhou Dajun had a great improvement on the thin scholar who couldn't lift his hands or shoulders.

Who says useless is a scholar?

Obviously knowledge is power!

"Yuyan, give you a catty of salt for Miss Xiangmei to taste."

Zhou Dajun and Li Xiangmei stared straight at the white salt in front of them!
Take a sip, it is purely salty and fresh, without the bitterness of coarse salt.

good salt!

"This... this is too expensive, I can't ask for it."

The price of such good salt must not be cheap. Li Xiangmei and his wife don't want to take advantage of Li Yuyan, and they dare not take advantage of it.

As Li Yuyan's personal guards, even their lives belong to him!
"Sister Xiangmei, just take it! You brought us charcoal and pancakes, which solved our urgent needs. This is our little care."

"Xiangmei, since brother Lin has spoken, you can accept it!"

Seeing Li Yuyan's wink, Zhou Dajun immediately understood what he meant, so he said to Li Xiangmei.

Only then did Li Xiangmei realize that she pretended to be coy and accepted the salt.

"Brother Lin, it's hard to come here, don't leave tonight, let's have a good get together."

　I heard a story about a person who was disobedient when eating and stuck his chopsticks in the rice, like sticking incense, and then he went to work.

　　After a while, he came back after finishing his business and continued to eat, but when he was halfway through the meal, he felt something was wrong all over his body, and he felt very uncomfortable. Later...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)