The next day, early in the morning, a man from Pinxiang Pavilion drove a carriage to Li's house. Naturally, it was here to haul pickled bamboo shoots. The carriage also carried several particularly large wooden basins, which the man said were used to store pickled bamboo shoots.

The sour bamboo shoots. Li Xin took the sour bamboo shoots out of the jar. In fact, it would be good for her if you could not give the bamboo shoot juice in the jar to others. This time I pulled a lot, so I just gave it to her.

Half of the sour bamboo shoots were removed.

After the waiter left, Li Xin took the two brothers Wenbo and Wenhao to dig bamboo shoots, peeled the fresh bamboo shoots, washed them and put them into the original bamboo shoot juice. In just two or three days, the bamboo shoots were completely gone.

The seeds will become sour.

In the afternoon, Uncle Zhang returned to the village with some jars. The family that made the jars also sold large jars on weekdays, but if no one specially customized them, they would make less and they would not sell well. Uncle Zhang then

I brought back all the inventory from others, and also placed a lot of orders. I placed a deposit first and went to pick up a batch as soon as it was ready to be burned.

Because the Li family is close to the mountain, the two families decided to pickle pickled bamboo shoots here. It was agreed that the two families would work together and share the profits equally. After bringing back the jars, Li Xin and Aunt Zhang washed the jars at home.

Uncle Zhang took Wen Hao up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots. Li Xin also specifically told them that the shoots that grow particularly well and straight should be left to grow into bamboo, and they cannot be dug back. As for the bamboo shoots that grow sideways,

I dug them back, because some of the bamboo shoots that are too long cannot grow into healthy bamboos, but they are the best if they are eaten. Because those bamboo shoots are not divided into sections, and they are all solid in the heart.

Yes, those bamboo shoots don’t look too big, but they are very heavy.

The two families worked together and soon pickled a lot of bamboo shoots. When they were first pickled, they put them in the yard to bask in the sun. At night, Uncle Zhang put the jars into the hut in the backyard of Li Xin's house. Although the hut was simple,

, but at least it can provide shelter from wind and rain, and the area is also large enough to accommodate a lot of jars.

By April, there are very few bamboo shoots in the mountains. Those that emerge early have grown very tall. If the outermost leaves of the bamboo shoots fade away, they will really become tall bamboos. After April

The bamboo shoots that grew out were not very good. The bamboo shoots at this time were not suitable for growing bamboo, so the Li family and the Zhang family dug up all the bamboo shoots that grew out. However, even if they were dug back, they were very few.

Not many people go to Pinxiang Pavilion these days.

It was hot at this time, so the consumption of sour bamboo shoots increased. Shopkeeper Sun hoped that Li Xin would sell as many sour bamboo shoots as possible, but Li Xin had no choice but to explain to shopkeeper Sun.

Naturally, the shopkeeper had no choice but to give up. After taking away the last batch of sour bamboo shoots from the house, Li Xin went to Pinxiang Pavilion to settle the bill. There were more than one hundred taels of silver in total, and the change from the jar he bought earlier was included.

As for the labor of both families, they were all done by their own people, so no labor costs were excluded. So after two months of hard work, the Li family and the Zhang family each received fifty taels of silver.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang had never seen so much money at once in most of their lives, and they stayed there for a long time when they took the money.

"I didn't expect there was so much money!" Aunt Zhang was stunned for a long time before she finally came to her senses, but she still looked in disbelief. How could she have imagined that the bamboo shoots that no one had ever wanted could be sold in so much?

When the money came, she felt like she was dreaming when she looked at the money in her hand. She worked hard to grow a year's worth of grain every year, and after paying the taxes, it was almost enough to feed the family. If there was some surplus grain, it would be okay.

It didn't cost much money to sell, but it was still warm in my hands! It was all spent on my mother-in-law's illness.

"It's good to earn money, but we have been busy for so many days!" Li Xin is also very happy to be able to earn so much money. With more and more money in the family, he will be able to live his life in the future.

It's getting better. It's not that you want to live a luxurious life, but you should at least feed and clothe the family well! With this money, the family's house can be repaired.

"This is not called busy work! It is very relaxing every day. It is much easier than toiling in the fields all day long. Besides, you can still see the white money! If you just work in the fields,

I'm afraid I won't be able to earn this money in my lifetime." Aunt Zhang touched the money in her hand and sighed.

"There will definitely be ways to make money in the future. As long as we work hard, life will definitely get better day by day."

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang said: "That's right. But I'm afraid I can only earn this amount of money from these sour bamboo shoots. We have been digging bamboo shoots for so many days. Although your house is very remote, we still get it occasionally.

Someone saw it. And the guys from Pinxiang Pavilion drove the carriage every day, which was quite eye-catching. A few days ago, someone in the village had already inquired about us. But I don’t know how to explain this matter.

Sister Xin, you have to think about it too."

Li Xin is not surprised by this kind of thing. Although their family lives in a remote place, they still belong to the village! It is not surprising that they are occasionally seen by people in the village. And they always dig bamboo shoots that no one wants.

, people who see it will definitely find it strange! They must not take it seriously at first if they think it is strange, but as time goes by, they must think about it. Besides, the guy drives the carriage to her house every day, but this matter is

It is an eye-catcher. This carriage is rare in the whole town, let alone in the small village of Guihua Town. Some people have never seen a carriage in their lives.

When the man drove the carriage, there would always be some children chasing him. It was difficult not to attract attention. However, she originally only wanted to do this kind of business for this year. After all, it would not be unusual after a long time.

In fact, it is not difficult to make sour bamboo shoots. As long as you think carefully, you can imitate it quickly. The wisdom of the ancients must not be underestimated. The reason why she was able to do this business was not because of her cleverness, but because she had the Chinese

It's just thousands of years of history. Standing on the shoulders of the ancients, modern people can invent many things on that basis.

"Anyway, we won't dig bamboo shoots in the next days. Those who like to pry will definitely stop. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang don't care about it for now. If anyone still asks, just say that they dig it because there is no food at home.

I came here to eat. I dug a lot and wanted to make dried bamboo shoots for winter. As for the sour bamboo shoots, I definitely can’t hide it, but let’s not talk about it now! I thought about finding a suitable time to talk to the village.

Let’s take a breather and see what he says.”

"It would be great if Sister Xin has some ideas. I was asked by a few people, and I didn't know what to do for a while." Uncle Zhang said with a simple and honest face. He is a simple and honest person, and he is the least knowledgeable.

He just lied. Every time he was asked, he couldn't tell directly, so he always hesitated. After all, it was Sister Xin who came up with the sour bamboo shoots, and she kindly led her family to make it.

I had to talk about the matter without Xin Jie'er's consent. (Please support me a lot!)


Chapter completed!