Farmhouse vicious stepmother, she is super fierce

Chapter 185

The woman had nothing to say, and it was not easy to turn against Shen Jiayan, so she could only vent her anger on Da Zhuang: "If you have milk, you are a mother's white-eyed wolf! Just because you stutter, you are a low-grade child who is a slave to the current people! Back then I shouldn't have given you half a cornbread! No wonder your parents can't tolerate you and want to sell you! Bah—"

Da Zhuang's face was pale, he was on the verge of falling, and he didn't dare to speak back.

Mu Tianze, who followed behind, couldn't listen anymore, and said in a cold voice: "Da Zhuang, tell me, what happened to the half of corn bread back then? If you really owe someone else, I will pay her a corn corn bread for you! So as not to be talked about!"

Only then did Da Zhuang say that it was the winter of the year before last, and the woman was about to go out to the river to wash clothes and diapers before she finished her confinement. When she saw Da Zhuang, she knew that he was not full. So I took out half of the steamed cornbread and gave it to him.

After Yao Dazhuang ate the cornbread, he washed her clothes and diapers for half a month.

Da Zhuang was very hungry at the time, so he agreed.

Not only did she wash clothes and diapers for the woman for half a month, but the woman often used this as an excuse to ask Da Zhuang to do work for her, either down a bundle of firewood from the mountain, or ask Da Zhuang to help her. The vegetable garden is tearing the grass and watering...

After listening to Da Zhuang's words, not to mention Shen Jiayan, the other wives couldn't help but spit first: "Bah! Shameless! How can you let a child wash your clothes and diapers during that confinement? This is not bullying What is it? If the old lady of the sheep family finds out, she must tear her face off—"

"That's right, half a corn bun, bullying other people's children! It's really not a thing!"

"I'm going to ask her about the man in a while. This man with five foreign surnames will wash his wife's confinement clothes. I don't know if he wants to face it or not?"

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She talked so much that the woman couldn't stay any longer, covered her face with her sleeve and ran away.

The other women were also embarrassed to stay, they greeted each other, and rushed home with their belongings and babies.

Mu Tianze was left behind to stare at Da Zhuang: "Didn't you be very capable when you bullied me? Why did you look like soft noodles in front of that woman? From now on, you will remember that even if you are a servant, you are still a slave." A servant of my Mu family! If you want to bully and torture you, only people from my Mu family can do it! What are other people?"

"You go out to represent the face of my Mu family! If you are bullied, that is to slap the Mu family in the face! Do you hear that?"

Da Zhuang was a little taken aback, and nodded, expressing that he remembered it, with an appearance of being convinced.

Mu Tianze snorted, turned around awkwardly and entered the room.

Shen Jiayan felt it was funny seeing the two of them like this. Back then, fire and water were incompatible, you couldn't understand me, I couldn't understand you, but now they are under the same roof, and they are living in peace.

When Mu Tianze said these words today, he meant to protect the calf.

As long as the things between the children are not too excessive, she always doesn't care about them, and it is the same at this moment.

Shaking his head, he smiled and followed into the yard. Now that there is a Da Zhuang in the family, Da Zhuang is diligent and has taken away a lot of other people's work.

It made the other three children feel a sense of crisis, and rolled up one after another.

Mu Yue's cooking skills are getting better and better, and she also started to learn how to do needlework. She even begged the next door Mrs. Bai to learn how to make clothes and embroider with her.

Mu Tianze has now taken full responsibility for the purchases in the town. He made a list with Shen Jiayan one day in advance, and he will buy them all back the next day, and he has also learned to bargain.

As for Mu Tianrun, he takes care of the chickens, ducks and geese at home. He releases them every day and brings them back.

Every time I saw Mu Tianrun walking ahead with his hands behind his back, followed by an army of chickens, ducks and geese, although there were only a dozen or so in total, they were quite imposing.

There is basically no need for Shen Jiayan to worry about family affairs. Recently, all her thoughts have been focused on recalling the steps of refining white sugar and setting up the workshop.

After listening to Shen Jiayan's tone, Mu Tianze had already guessed almost exactly what Shen Jiayan was going to do.

Although he couldn't quite figure out why his stepmother knew this skill, he had already learned not to ask too many questions.

Instead, I made an appointment with Li Goudan and went to the next-door village to find out when the beets in the next-door village would be harvested and how much they could produce.

This year's weather is good. Most of the sugar beets in the next village are from the second year, and only a small part is just planted this year. The output is estimated to be about [-] catties.

Villagers eat these beets as vegetables. The leaves of the vegetables grow too fast to be eaten. Some of them are dried and made into pickles, and some of them just peel off the leaves and cook them to feed pigs.

Mu Tianze asked them if they would sell the beets after they got them back, and Li Goudan's grandfather laughed, saying that they were originally worthless vegetables and roots, grown just to fill their stomachs, if they could be sold for money , I'm afraid everyone is willing to sell it.

Mu Tianze had an idea in his mind, and vaguely hinted to Li Goudan's grandfather that someone might buy it in the future.

Li Goudan's grandfather is old and smart, and Li Goudan also said that he was alone, taking the mountain fungus from Dongguang Village to the county to resell. I know that Mu Tianze may not just say this casually.

With an idea in mind, when Mu Tianze left, he specially called his family out and asked them to take care of the beets in the field. If they have time, they would fertilize the beets more.

After Mu Tianze returned home, he talked to Shen Jiayan, so that Shen Jiayan could understand.

Shen Jiayan also made a calculation in her heart, about two and a half catties of beets yield one catty of sugar, and if white sugar is to be produced, at least six catties of beets.

Of course, this is refining with modern equipment. Her kind of soil workshop needs at least double the materials used, one or two thousand catties, which sounds like a lot, but when it is really refined, it is enough for her small workshop.

It is to buy all the sugar beets from the next village, at least a few hundred catties of sugar, and at most one hundred catties of high-quality white sugar can be refined here.

But it is enough, a small workshop, if these sugars can really be refined, a few hundred catties of sugar is not too conspicuous.

But now the brown sugar on the market is about 45 cents a tael, and the brown sugar is a higher level than the brown sugar. The best brown sugar that can be bought on the market is [-] cents a tael. When it comes out, choose a more elegant name, and it is only for rich and noble families to eat. It is no problem to sell it for one hundred yuan, one twenty yuan, one tael, right?
In this way, about one hundred catties of white sugar, plus brown sugar and brown sugar, is simply a windfall.

The more I think about it, the hotter I feel, and now I am waiting for the beet harvest after the autumn harvest in October, so I can show my skills.

With hope in my heart, the days passed faster.

The scorching heat is over, and autumn is approaching without delay.

The leaves of the trees on the top of the mountain have begun to turn yellow slowly. During the day there are autumn tigers, and it is still extremely hot. At night, the temperature drops suddenly, and people have to wrap themselves in thin jackets.

The rice in the field has been harvested, and the field is empty, leaving only withered and yellow rice stubble.

The Li family and the Zhu family handed over the rest of the year's rent, and now the government's taxes are collected in cash instead of grain.

There are a few more grain shops in the town. The price of this year's new rice is not high, and the price is deliberately lowered. Knowing that the farmer will sell the new rice for money to pay taxes, even if the price is lower, they have to sell it. .

(End of this chapter)