Pick up a daughter-in-law to farm

Chapter 731: Here Comes the Businessman
The yard of the Zhang family is large, so the bamboo shoots are going to be placed in the backyard of the Zhang family.

When Mr. Zhuang came in, Zhuang Daniu was making stoves in his yard. The Zhang family had built two stoves, and he planned to make two here.

"Grandfather, what do you mean, ask Shunzi to help me?"

If it weren't for asking for help, Mr. Zhuang would have been annoyed by Zhuang Daniu's knowledge of being a consultant.

At this time, he had no choice but to lower his face and discuss: "Seeing that your life is getting better and better, I am also very happy. But Fushun has also improved now. You are dear cousins, take care of him more." , they are relatives after all."

Zhuang Daniu glanced at his grandpa, but there was no emotion in his eyes.

When his younger sister was being used by grandma as a cow and horse, he didn't mention his relatives.

When his younger sister was married into Liu's family by grandma as a slave, he didn't say a single word of justice that his relatives should say.

When the brothers separated, and when the younger brothers and sisters wanted to leave everything to let him leave the house, he didn't say that they were relatives.

But seeing that he was living a better life and had a way to make money, he came to talk about his relatives.

Thinking of this Zhuang Da Niu raised a hint of sarcasm and said lightly: "Since Grandpa has opened his mouth, then I will not let Fushun come over, that is to say no to family affection. Let's get up on the day when we start to officially collect bamboo shoots, and help me light the fire." Boiled bamboo shoots, [-] Wen Bao a day for lunch."

My dear cousin only earns thirty cents a day?When Mr. Zhuang heard this, he gambled in his heart.

I wanted to teach this elder grandson a lesson, but when he thought of his old woman's plan, Mr. Zhuang swallowed his breath: "Well, let him stay for as long as you want here."

Zhuang Daniu nodded in agreement, and only after the old man left did he sneer a few times.

When Mrs. Zhuang saw Mr. Zhuang enter the door with a gloomy face, she frowned immediately: "What's wrong? That short-lived ghost didn't agree?"

Normally, Mr. Zhuang would stare at her when he heard these words, but at this moment, the tone in his heart hadn't come out, and he didn't feel anything at all.

Entering the courtyard, he said calmly, "I agree, but the salary is [-] Wen a day, and one meal is included."

"What? He's so stingy? Sanniu is his dear cousin, and he pays thirty cents a day? Does he still have a conscience? A short-lived ghost without a conscience, why doesn't God take him back? It's disgusting to live!"

Anyway, in terms of reputation, he is also his eldest grandson, if people hear about it, why not say that they are not human?
Mr. Zhuang was annoyed when he heard Mrs. Zhuang's scolding, and he immediately put on a straight face: "Okay, don't hide your words! The purpose of letting San Niu go is not to earn his wages, he just lets him go. San Niu’s cleverness will definitely make it happen.”

Hearing that the old lady Zhuang finally stopped talking, she sent Sanhua to find her grandson with a ghostly idea.

Zhuang Siniu and Zhuang Wu went to the town to work after the [-]th day of the next year, and they all came back a month later according to the original plan.

Hearing that his eldest brother called his third brother to work, Zhuang Siniu immediately reminded him thoughtfully: "Brother, I'm not a brother, I'm narrow-minded, they put so much effort into sending people to you, I'm afraid they have some intentions. "

Zhuang Daniu smiled: "Needless to say? However, it's useless for him to think about it."

In the yard of my own house, only bamboo shoots are harvested and cooked, and the rest of the process is completed in Zhang's yard.

Besides, the dried bamboo shoots they make are all sold to Uncle Zhuge's family, and they are not sold as finished products.

What they want to do is sell vegetables and food, what can he learn?

I harvested bamboo shoots for a few days first. I don’t know if it’s because of the season, but the quantity is very small.

Zhuang Daniu looked puzzled: "Is it because there are few bamboo shoots on the mountain this year? In previous years, I felt that when I walked in the bamboo forest, I could kick several bamboo shoots with one kick. Why are there so few this year?"

Sang Yue said cheerfully: "I heard that bamboo shoots also have a new year and a small year. Could it be that this year is a small year?"

"Huh? Xiaonian? That means I want to collect more bamboo shoots this year. Is it difficult?"

The couple were talking about it, when suddenly Mu Si ran over: "Brother Big Niu, Brother Big Niu, do you know that someone on the East Col is also harvesting bamboo shoots?"

What?
Does anyone harvest asparagus?
Sang Yue's eyes brightened: "Mu Si, are you reading that right?"

At this moment, Zhang Sanhu also came over: "Sister-in-law Daniu, fourth brother Mu is right, there are really people harvesting bamboo shoots on the eastern mountain pass."

how can that be?
Doesn't it mean that no one has ever collected these spring bamboo shoots?
Because the bamboo shoots are in spring, the taste of fresh bamboo shoots is far inferior to that of winter bamboo shoots, and there are many people who have no oil to eat at home at this time, and no one likes to dig things that consume a lot of oil and salt.

Sang Yue narrowed her eyes: "Who is collecting, you don't know?"

Mu Si and Zhang Sanhu shook their heads at the same time: "I don't know each other, I've never seen those people before."

There are many mountains in Liuhu Town, but the bamboo forest almost surrounds the cottage.

It is impossible to leak out my method of making dried bamboo shoots, because even Zhuang Daniu doesn't know how to do it, so how can others collect spring bamboo shoots?
Sang Yue was a little puzzled: "Do you know how much they charge per catty?"

Mu Si immediately said: "Jin Fu from Zhuang Erye's family was selling bamboo shoots just now. I asked him how much it cost per catty, and he said that he could rely on his conscience and charged a higher price than you."

How much is the price high?
Also, Zhuang Fujin actually said that they have no conscience?
Immediately, Zhuang Daniu's face darkened. Why did his uncle, who is also a kind person, give birth to such a son?
Thinking of this, Zhuang Da Niu raised his eyes: "Three tigers, ask someone to inquire about how these people will be taken!"

"Yes! Brother Big Niu." Zhang Sanhu ran out with a "wow".

But at this moment, Uncle Daqing came in carrying bamboo shoots: "Daniu, wife of Daniel, you don't need to ask, they charge two cents and three catties."

Sang Yue narrowed her eyes: "Uncle Daqing, they also accept the cooked ones?"

Uncle Da Qing nodded: "Well, they brought a lot of baskets, I think they collected more than a dozen loads there."

Mu Si asked curiously: "Uncle Daqing, why didn't you sell it to them?"

Uncle Daqing let go of his burden and took a breath, staring at him: "Damn boy, haven't you, Uncle Daqing, seen Yinzi?"

Being scolded by someone, Mu Si was happy: "Hehehe, Uncle Daqing, didn't I just ask?"

Zhuang Daniu glanced at Sang Yue: "Yue'er, what do you think should be done?"

Sang Yue smiled lightly: "Cold salad! Since they accept it, then we won't accept it. Let's sell them all we collected!"

"Ah?" Zhuang Daniu exclaimed in surprise: "Yue'er, how can this be done?"

Sang Yue said cheerfully: "What's wrong with this? Anyway, one is earning, and the other is earning. Let's just earn some of the price difference these few days!"

But Uncle Daqing understood what Sang Yue meant, and his eyes lit up: "Daniu, your daughter-in-law has a good idea! Go, let everyone pick out all the bamboo shoots for them, and let them take them away!"

(End of this chapter)