After traveling to ancient times, I became a superb shrew

Chapter 70 Learning from the Patriarch

She sat in the room and did the math. According to the prices in the dynasty, a catty of fat pork costs about 20 renminbi. It can make a can of oil, and a pot of wine is more expensive. It may cost more than 100 renminbi, and a little salt water is enough. Two pennies, plant ash is negligible, the total cost is less than two hundred pennies, but ten pieces of soap... no, more than ten pieces, because she uses bamboo tubes to solidify and replaces it with a special mold, it is estimated that it can produce soap. About 30 yuan for soap.

As far as she knows, the price of ordinary bath beans on the market is at least three or four hundred yuan, and because bath beans are exclusively for the upper-class nobles, spices and herbs are usually added, the price of one bath bean can be more than one or two taels of silver , the price of some unique flavors will rise.

Her decontamination ability is much better than that of bath beans, and it will definitely work for half a tael of silver. If she tries to add various scents to make the same high-quality soap as the one in the mall, the price can double.

Also, after the soap precipitates are extracted, what remains is crude glycerin, which can be used as the most primitive skin care product. After the market is developed, it is also a profitable business.

Gu Qing was thinking silently in her heart.

The reason why she started a new business was firstly that the family really needed this thing, and secondly, she promised Li that she was about to lead the whole village to become rich.

The pastry and lo-mei business can only be handed over to one family, not to the whole village. Only by opening workshops and comprehensive development can the whole village be driven.

"Is Miss Gu at home?" Aunt Zhao stood at the door, seeing Gu Qing sitting in the courtyard, she quickly handed over a bamboo basket.

"It's not yet dawn, and the little boy Goudan followed the children in the village to fish in the river. I said it a long time ago. The water in the river has just risen. There are no fish. This kid insists on going. There are no fish. I touched and picked up a lot of snails, we don't know how to make this stuff, if you know how to make it, Mrs. Gu, you can take them all back."

This bamboo basket was full of snails, which weighed at least five or six catties.

Gu Qing's eyes lit up: "Then I won't be polite, and I'll send you a bowl when the meeting is done."

In the last life snack street, suluo was a must-order. Suluo is something that the more you eat, the more you want to eat it, and you can't stop at all.

She couldn't help licking her lips.

After returning home, Gu Qing immediately started to process the snails.

Gu Yu's head came closer: "Sister, this thing smells very muddy, do you want to put some mint leaves?"

Gu Qing was surprised: "We still have mint here?"

She always thought mint was a modern product, but she didn't expect it to exist in ancient times.

Gu Yu nodded: "Brother Yang came back from touching these snails in the river last year. Brother Han put mint to cover up the smell of mud, but it was still not very tasty, but if elder sister taught Brother Han to make it, it should be very good. eat."

Brother Han's cooking is very delicious now, and it all depends on his elder sister's guidance. If there is no elder sister to tell him the steps, his cooking skills will not improve by leaps and bounds.

Gu Qing asked Gu Yu to go to the mountain to pick mint leaves, then wash the snails over and over again, and finally put a drop of oil in, so that the snails can spit out as much sand and stone as possible. At night, they can start making snails. up.

There are few people at noon, and the meals are relatively simple.

One fried meat with long beans, one fried vegetables, one bowl of pickles, one bowl of porridge and one pancake per person.

They just finished eating when Yang Pei drove the carriage and Mo Li came in from the door: "Patriarch, I want to discuss something with you."

Gu Qing raised her eyes and looked at him: "Speak, I'm listening."

Yang Pei is the oldest and most sensible of the four. He has been working hard in the fields. This morning he took the stewed meat to the town. When he came back, he wanted to find her. Could it be that the business was not done well?
"On the way back I just heard Aunt Lizheng say that Zhao Mazi's family is going to sell land." Yang Pei said, "There is a piece of land next to our new home, with a total of three acres. The low-grade land was sold, and the asking price was one tael per mu, and the villagers were unwilling to buy it because they thought it was too expensive."

The best field in the village is two taels of silver per mu, the medium field is one tael and half, and the low-grade field is indeed one tael of silver. Zhao Mazi didn't make random price calls, but who made the village more wasteland, and Lizheng also lowered the value of the wasteland. The price, of course, the villagers would rather spend one tael of silver to buy two acres of wasteland, which happens to be slack soon, and they have time to reclaim the fields.

Gu Qing said: "Do you want to buy this land back?"

Yang Pei nodded: "The old house we live in can grow vegetables in the yard, but the newly built yard is paved with floor tiles, and it is not suitable for growing vegetables, but we have to grow some. I want to buy the land next door. , It’s time to grow vegetables.”

"I think your idea is very good." Gu Qing laughed, "I'll get you money."

Farming is planned and managed by Yang Pei, she really doesn't have to worry about it.

She took some extra money out of the house: "In addition to the three acres of land next door, you can also buy some land near the wasteland behind our house."

I bought [-] acres of wasteland before, and built a house with chicken coops and duck sheds, which took up almost five acres of land. Now I have the idea of ​​doing soap business, and I have to build another soap workshop. It's just not enough.

She said, "Buy another one that looks like twenty acres."

Yang Pei didn't ask why he bought so much land, let alone the braised meat business today, and went to work with the money.

Buying land is not a big secret in the village. If someone sells land, someone will buy it. If someone else bought the land, the villagers might discuss it. There's nothing more to say, just work hard and try not to be left too far by Mrs. Gu.

It was evening in a blink of an eye.

Gu Qing started to make snails.

Gu Yu helped to cut off the hard shell at the tail of the snail.

Yang Pei is carefully making bamboo sticks. This thing has to be done very carefully, which will test his patience and endurance. Mo Li, who has just entered the door, can't stand it anymore. He helps to chop the bamboo sticks together, and then slowly uses a small hatchet. Sharpen the bamboo sticks and make more than 20 bamboo sticks in a short time.

At this time, the fire in the stove was also burning. Gu Qing poured all the five catties of snails into it. Fortunately, the pot was very big, and there was no pressure at all to cook the five catties. Heat up the pan and put oil in it, throw all the ingredients and stir-fry until fragrant, especially a lot of prickly ash and pepper, Gu Qing put a lot of chopped pepper into it and stir-fry together.

The step of frying the ingredients with oil is the step that Gu Qing can't control the most, and it is directly handed over to Gu Yu.

Regardless of Gu Yu's young age, but he is diligent. He has been able to cook since he was eight or nine years old. The cooking looks good. After frying for a while, he could smell the rich aroma. Gu Qing poured a large ladle of water into it, and covered the pot. Stew.

The whole family squeezed into the kitchen.

Gu Nuo licked the aroma in the air and took a deep breath: "It's so fragrant, this is too fragrant!"

Zhu Han who had just arrived home said sincerely: "Patriarch, you are too powerful."

He has made this thing before, but he can't make it taste delicious. It seems that he still has a lot to learn from the owner.

(End of this chapter)