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Chapter 150 Preparing to Sell Sweet Potato Seedlings
Lao Zhangtou quickly picked up the sweet potato, which was as big as the fists of two adults. He held it in his hand, and it was heavy. He lifted the corner of his clothes and wiped the mud on the sweet potato.

"Crack." Old man Zhang took a bite of the sweet potato that had been wiped clean. It was sweet and crunchy, and the taste was no different from the previous one.

"Father, you didn't wash the sweet potatoes, so why did you eat them?" Zhang Laoer said helplessly, "Fubao said that you have to wash everything in your mouth before eating, otherwise it's all bacteria and viruses."

"It doesn't matter if you just eat it once." Old man Zhang grinned from ear to ear, took a few bites, put it aside, and started to work hard.

So many sweet potatoes.

It's all money.

After the beginning of spring, use sweet potatoes to cultivate seedlings, and then sell them for money, which can really make a lot of money.

"Father, slow down, don't flaunt your waist." Zhang Er Er comforted.

Old man Zhang nodded symbolically, but the hoe still did not slow down.

Quite a few other people saw Zhang Laotou and Zhang Laoer busy in the field, and saw that the sweet potatoes dug up were all the size of a fist, and they asked in a hurry.

"Uncle Zhang, how do you grow sweet potatoes in your family, can you teach me?" Chang Qing just finished working in his own field with a hoe on his back.

Squatting on the ground of old Zhang's house, he asked with a smile.

"Chang Qing, you need someone's help. Uncle Zhang is the only one, and Uncle Zhang is short. Why didn't I see you called Uncle Zhang before." Other people passing by the village laughed and joked.

Although other people didn't ask about sweet potatoes as straightforwardly as Chang Qing, everyone was very concerned about it.

After hearing Chang Qing's question, the others also stopped, wanting to see what the old Zhang family had to say.

"This is grown from sweet potato seedlings." Old Zhangtou said with a laugh.

"Where did the sweet potato seedlings come from?" Chang Qing asked.

He had seen it before, it is a good thing that a small seedling can grow such a big one after planting it.

And the taste of sweet potatoes is really delicious.

"Our family cultivated it ourselves." Lao Zhang turned his head down while working hard.

Chang Qing was even more curious.

"How did you cultivate it? Can you teach me?" After Changqing finished speaking, he felt that this was inappropriate, and quickly explained, "I can buy it with money."

"When we plant sweet potatoes next spring, our family will sell the seedlings, and the folks will come to join us." Old Zhang took the opportunity to publicize.

Zhang Er Er on the side admired his father even more.

"Ah, old Zhang, is what you said true?" The other people on the side asked hurriedly, "Will it be too expensive?"

"It's not expensive, it's from the folks in the village." Old man Zhang waved his hand.

"Father, it's time to go home for dinner." Mrs. Da Li came forward with her son Zhuang Zhuang in her arms, and the other people gathered in the field saw this posture and dispersed.

"Oh, this year's sweet potatoes are so big." Mrs. Da Li was very surprised to see a small pile of sweet potatoes on the ground.

The dug up sweet potatoes were packed into three small sacks. Zhang Laoer and Lao Zhangtou moved the sacks to the trolley and left.

"Father, Fifth Brother will be back tomorrow, when will he get engaged to Sister Maisui?" At the dinner table, Fu Bao tilted his head and asked.

"Why do you care about this?" Zhang Liushi asked, maybe her own daughter has some good ideas.

"I'm going to Fucheng the day after tomorrow. Brother Wu will come back tomorrow. I'm afraid that he will get married in the future, so I won't be able to go to Fucheng."

"I was in a hurry to talk about the engagement last time. I don't know what your fifth brother thinks. Let's talk about it when he comes back tomorrow." Old man Zhang sandwiched a piece of braised pork for Fu Bao while speaking.

"Fubao, I went to dig sweet potatoes with my father this afternoon. The sweet potatoes are growing very well and are very big. My father also told outsiders that we will sell seedlings in the spring of next year. How do you decide the price?" On that farmland.

Before, I was worried about tending the farmland, but now I worry about the seedlings.

"I don't know..." Fu Bao pouted...and then asked, "Brother Rui, what do you think?"

Rui Geer was enjoying his meal, when he heard Fu Bao calling him, he raised his head quickly.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't sold sweet potato seedlings before. You asked me to set the price. It's not difficult for me." Rui Geer scratched his head.

"You've been doing accounting for so long, you should have your own opinions on cost and pricing." Fu Bao gave his nephew a blank look.

Really are.

I don't know what it means to draw inferences from one instance.

"Oh..." Rui Ge'er suddenly realized, "Second Uncle, let me tell you how to set the price."

Elder Zhang looked at Rui Ge'er eagerly.

"How many sweet potato seedlings are needed for one mu of land, how many catties of sweet potatoes can be produced by one mu of land, and how much can these sweet potatoes be sold for, and then calculate the price of the seedlings." Rui Ge'er said quickly after thinking about it.

Although Zhang Lao Er doesn't know the ins and outs of doing business.

But he still knows how many sweet potatoes are sold per mu, and how much these sweet potatoes were sold for before.

"Brother Rui, Second Uncle seems to understand. When I go back and calculate all these numbers, you are helping me to see."

"Ah."

Old man Zhang showed the size of the sweet potato to his family again, he was so excited.

For farmers, this food is heaven.

have eaten.

They are busy with their own affairs.

In the study, seeing Fu Bao finished his homework, Brother Qi came up with a book.

"Sister-in-law, shall I discuss something with you?"

Seeing Brother Qi's serious look, Fu Bao was also a little nervous.

"As long as you don't ask me for money."

"That's definitely not it." Qi Ge'er couldn't laugh or cry, his sister-in-law's enthusiasm for money was really embarrassing.

"I have copied all these medical books. Among them, "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" touched me deeply. My master once asked me where I learned it, and then could I show it to him..." Brother Qi was a little bit lacking in confidence.

Since ancient times, medical books have been family heirlooms.

Although he didn't know where my sister-in-law got the book, he certainly couldn't tell outsiders.

"Yes, but..." Fu Bao hesitated.

She wasn't afraid that the book would spread.

She was afraid of how to explain the origin of the book to others.

Could it be that she made it up herself?

I still have to say that I bought it from a salesman.

What a headache.

"Sister-in-law, but what, tell me." Brother Qi asked.

"But how do you tell outsiders about the origin of this book?" Fu Bao threw this question to Brother Qi.

Brother Qi opened his mouth and thought for a while, "Sister-in-law, didn't you write this book..."

"I copied this..." Fu Bao rolled his eyes at him, "Didn't I say it before, I was dreaming, and an old fairy said it to me in the dream, and then I wrote it down, and then wrote it silently."

Brother Qi didn't know how to answer the conversation.

This reason must not be told to outsiders.

"That's it." Fu Bao thought for a while and said, "You just say that it's inconvenient to say where you come from."

"This kind of medical books that can be handed down must not be humane to outsiders. If you say that, your master will definitely not ask."

(End of this chapter)