Take A Husband For Farming Chapter 49

Regardless if Mu Rousang wrote the recipe for the melon seed to him, he had decided on this pickled vegetables business.

Mu Jinzhi had just returned home and did not even take a sip of tea, much less having anything to do with pickled vegetables. He was completely confused by what he had heard, "You're talking about pickled vegetables?" he asked with a slight frown.

Yang Zixuan thought he did not agree, and quickly said: "Don't underestimate that thing's price is not high, you should know the refres.h.i.+ng taste of pickled vegetables, right?"

"Yes, yes!" Mu Rousang had never mentioned this before. She had originally planned to send it to the Manager Wu in a few days to sell at his restaurant, who knew that this Yang Zixuan would come out of nowhere?

"I wonder what kind of price Big Brother Yang can pay. Although this item isn't worth much, it will still require a lot of manpower. In the future, we'll just have to earn a bit of money!" Big Brother Mu was not that evil, he did not even know what Yang Zixuan was talking about, and dared to raise the price.

Yang Zixuan did not know how much the price was, and the two of them became worried. It was Xiao Tong who spoke up to remind him, "Young master, why not ask wood girl?"

Yang Zixuan's eyes lit up. How could he forget about the main character? Mu Jinzhi naturally could not tolerate Yang Zixuan to ask his own sister, "Big brother Yang, then I will first ask my sister, and then discuss the price with Big brother Yang."

Yang Zixuan's meaning was immediately clear, he gently smiled and nodded at him, watching Mu Jinzhi's leaving figure, rubbing his chin, he secretly cursed in his heart, Hmph, next time I will touch the time when you are not here to find the little girl, what can you do about me!

If Mu Jinzhi knew what he was thinking, he would probably spurt out blood. At this moment, he anxiously entered the kitchen to discuss with Mu Rousang about selling pickled vegetables, at least some of the more important members of his family would not need to bother with embroidery.

Seeing Mu Jinzhi's expression, Mu Rousang thought that he was hungry and hurriedly stood up from the stove, "Brother, the food is still being cooked, it will take some time before he can eat it! Did I smell the fragrance of a steamed rabbit!? "

The two siblings had a very good relations.h.i.+p with each other. They would often tease each other, "Yes, little sister, your cooking skills are naturally the best. It makes big brother's stomach churn!"

"Soon, soon! Brother, please bear with it. The rice has just been cooked and we need to have some rest. We just need to fry two vegetables!" Mu Rousang thought about it for a moment and did not tell her that Yang Zixuan was having lunch here.

Mu Jinzhi stood by the stove and took a deep breath. The fragrance coming from the pot was captivating, but he noticed that there were more urgent matters to discuss with her. "Little sister, when did you make that pickled vegetable?"

Only then did Mu Rousang remember that she had not reported anything to him. Isn't it because she had been busy the next day going to the county city, and this time, after going for a few more days, she had tossed this matter to the back of her mind, "Oh, didn't I see that the Chinese cabbage in my house looked pretty good just a few days ago? Brother, do you want to try it? "

When Mu Rousang tasted the flavor, he felt that it was completely different from the usual pickled vegetables, and the taste was also a little more delicious, "Little sister, this taste is even more delicious than the ordinary pickled vegetables, where did you learn to taste this from!"

Mu Rousang asked in confusion, "Yeah, I don't remember which book I read about it in the past, and I was paying attention to the way this dish is cooked. A few days ago, when I had nothing better to do, I decided to make it up.

"s.l.u.t can have their own benefits too, it's just that this kind of thing can easily be learned!"

Mu Rousang blinked her eyes, "I have a secret technique, no one can do such a thing!" Could she say that her seasonings were produced in s.p.a.ce!? Could she say that she had actually processed some shrimp foam and mixed it with ginger foam?

Mu Jinzhi remembered that in the past, his family kept records, these cabbages were worth about two catties of gold each, "This dish is not expensive, just that if Big Brother Yang wants more, his family will have to ask for more people to help, and there are still some cabbages that he doesn't know how many can he buy from other families, if not enough, how much do you think I should sell these pickled vegetables for?"

The old man finished his questions in one breath, while Mu Rousang looked around, "Brother, we do not have a lot of cabbages, if Big Brother Yang wants more, I will go to the village to buy some. Also, this dish requires a lot of salt, and you need some help.

Mu Rousang sighed. It was really not easy to earn money honestly, one catty was only 3 gold, one catty could only earn 3 silver! She didn't expect that three taels of silver would be enough to feed the commoners for more than a year!

Mu Jinzhi was thinking that since his family had extra money, this income should be enough to supplement his family's.

"Then big brother will go and tell big brother Yang!"

Very quickly, Mu Jinzhi had an agreement with Yang Zixuan, but it was outside of Yang Zixuan's expectations. This thing was really cheap, it only cost him one catty, and it would take him ten days to get it to the capital, so he had to spend a lot of money on manpower and things along the way. Without it, he wouldn't be able to earn money.

In the end, Yang Zixuan slapped the board and placed a 10,000 jin order. The Mu Family only cared about production and transportation.

This ten thousand Jin was only sixty taels of silver. He was considered a rarity in the capital, so he had no say in how much he sold it for!

"Brother Mu, I'm just going to try out this ten thousand jin item. If it's a good sale, I'll send someone to continue purchasing it." Even if it wasn't easy to sell, it would at most lose a hundred taels of silver.

Just then, Mu Rousang walked in through the door, "Big brother, Yang Zixuan, how much are you planning to sell?"

"How much?" I plan to place this thing in my family's restaurant, where there are many merchants travelling to the north and south! " There weren't any special dishes in the middle of winter, and this one tasted good, but was also very greasy! Who didn't want to bring two jars back?

Mu Rousang just wanted to tell them about the effects of the brand, but she was unable to explain it clearly, so she said directly, "There must be someone inside that jar that knows who sold it just by looking at it!"

Yang Zixuan deliberately put on airs, "Of course, little girl. Don't you see that many shops have their own signboard?"

Mu Rousang nodded her head, the streets were filled with Zhao Ji Qian who remembered Sun Ming and the likes, who knew who they belonged to!

He looked at this little girl who was sometimes confused and sometimes distressed. She was just too cute!

"Hehe, little girl, you only saw the last name on the signboard, but not the unique mark on the signboard. This mark was found by every merchant from the very first time, just to make it easier for customers to recognize which shop they belong to!"

F * ck girl, who told her that the ancient people didn't understand the concept of a trademark? Just look at how elegant she was, or did she have a surname symbol?! Mu Rousang had suffered a huge blow. He had expended a great deal of effort to think of this matter, but it turned out that the other party had already thought of it!

"Then can you write 'Little Mountain Village' on the altar!?" Mu Rousang lowered his head and faced his little finger, then kicked his little foot!

Yang Zixuan looked at her carefully, "Why? "Although this item was made by your family, I am the one who really wants to sell it!"

"No, I just feel that after the death of our siblings' and parents, it was mostly due to the care of the villagers that we survived. We did not forget to dig the well!" Brother, you're right! " After saying that, she regretted it again and immediately turned to ask Mu Jinzhi.

"Big brother Yang, my sister was not wrong at all. The neighbors in the village weren't rich in the first place, and even wanted to save some food for us siblings." Even if it was just half of a sweet potato or a bowl of pickled vegetable soup, in the first few months after his mother died, the two siblings had barely survived by relying on these and the things he had begged for.

Yang Zixuan was not someone with shallow eyes, and naturally understood that such brotherly affection was only worth dating. He was only surprised that Mu Rousang was already so intelligent at such a young age.

The small mountain village was very easy to remember and it was very simple, but he planned to sell it to the merchants that roamed everywhere. If this business was maintained well, then the mountain village would become famous in a few more years!

"This pickled vegetable is called 'Little Mountain Village'. Are you satisfied with this?" In his heart, he said that he had to write down the products produced by the Young's. Un, I'll do it that way!

Mu Rousang's round black eyes opened wide, agreeing just like that? There was no stamping or crying out that this lord wouldn't agree?

Yang Zixuan didn't know why, but he was able to guess her thoughts. He stretched out a finger and tapped her forehead, "Is this grandpa that bad in your head?"

Isn't it? Too bad!

Mu Jinzhi looked at the red spot on his sister's forehead and felt his heart ache, "Big brother Yang, why are you so careless!" He quickly hid his little sister behind him like a hawk guarding a baby child.

Yang Zixuan touched his nose, apologizing with some embarra.s.sment, and coldly said, "I made a mistake!"

Mu Rousang who was hiding behind him was sure that he had done it on purpose.

He turned around and went into the kitchen to prepare some food. It was best if he sent this old man away as soon as possible so that his home could be at peace!

It was a good thing that after this lord had eaten his fill, the carriage that brought him was here. Yang Zixuan called the coachman to drive the carriage into the yard, and then he carried the pickles onto the carriage before leisurely walking away.

The two siblings waited until the horse carriage had left before closing the door. Mu Rousang sighed in envy, "Hey, brother, we have to work hard, look at their carriage, then look at our little donkey cart s!"

Mu Jinzhi took her little hand and rubbed it, "But it's frozen. Come, brother will carry you back to your room! "Little sister, when big brother becomes a government official, little sister will definitely ride in a four-wheeled carriage!" As he said that, he squatted down and pulled her up onto his back, regardless of whether Mu Rousang agreed or not.

"Brother, I can walk by myself!" There was a large open s.p.a.ce between the gate and the gate.

Mu Jinzhi could not wait for her to speak any further, and directly carried her on his back without saying anything further, "Alright, the wooden clogs on my feet are too heavy, it's still brother who should carry you inside the house quickly!"

His words were ordinary, but it had nothing to do with kins.h.i.+p. "Mm, got it!"

When the two of them returned to the house, Mu Rousang told Mu Jinzhi about the annual festival gift Yang Zixuan sent over, and then explained the reason as well. She said that it was something that her mother had taught him in the past, and if there were any problems, brother, you can ask the old lady below!

Mu Jinzhi took out 60 taels of silver from the blanket on the brick bed, "Little sister, this is the silver for the pickled vegetables that Yang Zixuan bought!"

Mu Rousang counted these six pieces of Snowflake Silver, thinking that she would have to buy a small box of silver ingots one day.

"Bro, our cabbages aren't even worth ten thousand catties!"

"En, I will leave home early tomorrow. I will first go to the Village Chief's house to discuss this matter!"

Yoho! Her elder brother was now doing all sorts of things and even came up with a rule!

"Sure, brother. Do you want to order a few items on your own, or do you want to take all of them?"

10,000 Jin was at least an acre's worth of harvest. However, there were already fifty households in this village. It was likely that each household did not have much money left.

Mu Jinzhi took out a book and placed it in front of his desk. He was prepared to study it, "There's no need for us to worry about this, I think the village head is more enthusiastic than anyone else."