After picking up the daughter of the lucky star, the whole village prospered

A few days later, the weather suddenly became muggy, and then it began to rain lightly.

The rain became heavier and heavier and lasted for three days before stopping.

Most families in the village have already dried their golden fungus, put them in cloth bags and put them in buckets for storage.

It was already November at this time, and the township gong beat the gong to inform the villages that each household would send out one ding to do slave labor.

This time, the laborers are going to repair the city wall of the county and clean up the river flowing through the county, which is estimated to take about a month.

Jiang Sanlang organized a meeting of various households on the southern slope, and said to the villagers: "Manager Zhou will come to collect mushrooms in the next few days. The golden ears you are about to sell are well prepared and weighed in ounces. Don't mix those moldy ones in it." , so as not to cause discord between the two."

When selling golden ears last time, several companies mixed them with moldy and blackened ones, but Zhou Mao found out, which made both parties unhappy.

If it wasn't for his own mediation, Zhou Mao would not have planned to buy the mushrooms from those companies at that time.

Chen Yindao: "Third brother, don't worry, our family's golden ears have all been selected, and there is absolutely no bad one in them."

Chen Zhu also said, "My family's is fine."

The rest of the villagers assured that nothing like that would happen this time.

After talking about the golden ear, Jiang Sanlang talked about cottonseed cotton again.

"You keep enough cotton and cottonseed for your own use, and sell some to the county government. At that time, Sun Lizheng will come to our village to weigh the purchase."

This year, their East Village became the focus of the county magistrate's attention. When the cotton was harvested, the Ming government even sent his confidant Mr. Liao to inspect and made an appointment for [-] catties of cottonseed and cotton.

These cottonseeds and cotton must be sent to Fucheng, and then Fucheng will be handed over to the Ministry of Households, so this amount must not be small.

"It's only [-] catties of cottonseed, and it's enough for each family in our village to pay a few hundred catties."

"That's right, Saburo, don't worry, you don't need to talk about this matter, and there will be no mistakes."

"My cottonseed and cotton have been reserved and are ready to be sold to the county government for [-] catties."

"Yes! Our family is the same." The villagers expressed their opinions one after another.

This year's cottonseed is not as tense as last year, and each household has planted more than 20 mu.

Jiang Sanlang and his two elder brothers planted even more. They each planted [-] mu of land on the southern slope, and the cotton they harvested could fill several houses.

Fortunately, Yingbao gave the pattern of the cotton gin, and Jiang Sanlang went to the town to ask a carpenter with excellent craftsmanship to make it, which is fast and convenient to use.

Jiang Sanlang didn't hide his secrets, and shared the cotton gin with other villagers, freeing them from the tedious work of picking cotton seeds by hand.

So this time Jiang Sanlang asked them to sell part of the cottonseed and cotton to the county government, and the villagers agreed without hesitation.

After all, the price given by the county government is not as high as that offered by outside merchants, and the villagers will lose every catty they sell.

After explaining the matter of cottonseed and cotton, Jiang Sanlang began to register each household's labor list, and then handed over the list of laborers to Sun Lizheng, who would report it to the county government.

The next day, Jiang Sanlang led a group of villagers towards the county with tools.

Chuanhe Town is more than a hundred miles away from the county seat, and they probably only got there in two days on foot.

Although Ying Bao felt sorry for her father, she had no choice but to give him some pills, and also gave her two bottles of strengthening potions for him to drink when he was tired.

On the second day after the villagers went to work, Zhou Mao came to Dongchen Village with two carriages.

As usual, go to Jiang Sanlang's house first, sit in the main room and chat with old man Jiang.

When I saw the exquisite golden ears brought out by the Jiang family, I was a little surprised: "Why is it only twenty catties?"

The old man Jiang stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Isn't it more than 20 catties every time?"

"But I clearly heard from you last time that the amount planted this time is more than usual." Zhou Mao stared at Old Man Jiang suspiciously: "Could it be that you sold it to someone else?"

The old man Jiang coughed in embarrassment: "To tell you the truth, official Xiao from the Xiao family in the prefecture ordered ten catties, and Li Langzhong in the town also bought ten catties. My family paid so much in total, and the rest is left to you."

"Official Xiao from Fucheng?" Zhou Mao frowned.

Could it be the people from the Xiao family who were trained and observed by the capital of the state capital?
That is an existence that cannot be provoked.

Zhou Mao didn't say anything, and weighed Jin Er.

At this time, some villagers sent the golden ear snow fungus over one after another.

Zhou Mao asked two fellows to inspect the quality of the goods, while he asked someone to lift the loom off the carriage.

"The loom ordered by your family is the latest style specially brought from Wuzhou."

Zhou Mao pointed to the loom and asked, "Where are you going to put it? I'll have someone assemble it for you."

Chunniang was very happy when she heard that, and quickly asked someone to put the loom in a bright side room, "Let's put it here, please both of you."

It is a little bit reluctant to put two looms in this room, but they can still be opened, and it will not be affected when they are used.

Zhou Mao not only brought two looms this time, but also invited a master to teach Chunniang how to weave and weave.

After assembling, Chun Niang immediately took the spun thread and put it on the loom, and began to weave tentatively.

Sure enough, it is very easy to use, and the width of the cloth is much wider than that of my own.

"How much are the two looms?" Chunniang asked.

Zhou Mao: "Including our shipping fee, the two looms total 230 taels."

"Huh?" So expensive?

Chunniang turned her eyes to the little girl, seeking advice.

Ying Bao nodded at her.

There are definitely not so many in Wuyue, but they have traveled thousands of miles to bring things in good condition, so it must be worth the price.

Moreover, there is no such loom in the local area. Zhou Mao brought not only two looms, but also the latest technology.

As long as the family sells the drawings of this loom, they may be able to earn more than 200 taels.

Seeing the little girl nodding, Chunniang stopped being entangled, and took the money and handed it to Zhou Mao.

Fortunately, my family had the money from Li Langzhong and Xiao Guanren to buy the golden ears, otherwise Chunniang would not have so much money to pay the bill.

Suddenly, there was a fierce argument outside.

Seeing Han Miaoniang shouting angrily while hugging her backpack, "You bully people! Why do you accept theirs and not mine?"

The boy said, "Your golden ears are moldy, of course we won't accept them."

"Moldy? Where is it moldy?" Han Miaoniang yelled loudly, "Don't bully people too much!"

The little guy was also angry, pointing to the golden ear in her basket and said: "You think we can't see the mold after you wipe it off? No one is an idiot, the color of the golden ear has changed, and you still say where the mold is, the whole It's moldy, it's still sticky, who wants this stuff!"

Han Miaoniang plopped down on the scale, patted her thigh and started crying: "Oh! You city people are bullying people. You have to wait for the dishes to collect mushrooms. You think I am a woman who is easy to bully, right? God, I'm dead..."

The young fellow was flushed with anger, and was about to push Han Miaoniang away to take back the scale, when Steward Zhou came over and said, "That's it, we won't accept it, let's go."

Anyway, the high-quality golden ear has been weighed, the rest is not important, and it doesn't matter whether you take it or not.

The little guy was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that he quickly loaded the car that had been weighed and prepared to leave.

The villagers at the back quit and blamed Han Miaoniang one after another.

Two women came up directly and picked her up, sneering: "I said Han, who can you blame for the fungus in your house? Don't stand in the way here and delay our business. If you want to mess around, go home and mess with your man." Well, there is no one here who is used to you."