The lucky girl in the village has a good way of making money.

Chapter 53: Do your best
It’s now clear what kind of candy Jihe’s family sells.

The clan leader knew something in his mind, waved his hand, and was about to let Shiliu and the others go back.

Pomegranate blinked, that's it?
She turned around and paused again, looked at the patriarch, and said slowly: "Mr. Patriarch, in addition to kudzu powder, our family uses oranges and white sugar to make this fructose -"

When several people heard this beginning, Father Li and Li Yishan wanted to interrupt in unison: How could this silly boy explain the recipe in detail?

Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Wu, who couldn't help but stand in at this moment, straightened their ears.

As for the clan leader who was looked at by Shiliu and said something, he was stunned. Somehow, he felt that the child had more to say, so he didn't interrupt.

Then I heard Pomegranate continue talking.

"Oranges sell for five cents a pound at the market, and everyone knows the price of sugar. Yesterday, our family went to town to sell sugar, and even bought three cents worth of oranges, and all of them were used up. What do you think? The cost of sugar is here. Clan leader, how many people in the clan are willing to spend a lot of money to make the capital?

And even if you are willing to give up, the more people make this candy, the more people will sell this candy at the market. When the time comes, I don’t know if it can still be sold at this price or whether it will be sold at all. No, if you spend the capital, you will lose your money. You must think clearly about this.

Also, who can guarantee that someone’s daughter-in-law won’t tell her parents’ family? As a result, more people will know this recipe. There will be sugar sellers all over the street, and the price will definitely not be high. If it is sold at a low price, the cost will not be earned!
The other one is this mold for making sugar. There shouldn’t be any carpenters in the clan who are as good as my father, who can carve such a flower out of a small piece of wood, right? And my father is alone, so he can't go door to door to make molds for everyone. If he really wants to do it, he won't be able to finish it after the year, and who wants to be the last one to do it?

Clan leader, if everyone in the clan feels that what I have said above is not a big problem and is acceptable, then I can teach you how to make candy! "

Father Li opened his mouth to say something, but then held it back.

Li Yishan looked at the clan leader and said nothing.

Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Jiang were so anxious that Mrs. Jiang couldn't help but pluck the pomegranate. How could Jinwowo tell others about the money he earned?

From then on, the clan leader finally understood. When he looked at the pomegranate, he felt for the first time that he also had trouble with his eyesight.

This girl Pomegranate is incredible.

Unfortunately, it's a girl.

But let’s just say the girl is a girl. The girl is also the girl of their Li family!
Thinking like this, the clan leader immediately smiled and said to Pomegranate: "Don't worry Pomegranate, your family will do well to make this candy and sell it well, and the clan will leave it alone."

Pomegranate blinked, thought for a while, and just said, "You can also sell kudzu powder to our family, and our family will pay eight cents per pound."

After the Shiliu brothers and sisters left, Father Li couldn't help but ask the clan leader: "Is this really the case in the clan? Everyone is still waiting to hear the news. clan leader, can you persuade them to stop?"

Patriarch Li only said: "What can I do if I can't persuade you? I don't need to persuade you. I already know that once Pomegranate says this, how can a person who only thinks about making money have the brains to think carefully? When it comes to making molds, whoever comes first can probably do it. After all the fighting, why do you still make sweets? How many people are willing to spend a few dollars on it and dare to take a gamble? "

If he really had everything, he wouldn't be so worried about his people.

And even if there is, he has to suppress this matter!
Who knows who the person Shiliu saved is, and whether he is willing for Shiliu to spread this recipe to so many people? If someone doesn't want to, it might end up being a big disaster for the clan!

Another thing is that when he just heard Shiliu's words and looked at Shiliu's eyes, he subconsciously felt that instead of competing for this small profit, it would be better to let go and wish Shiliu's family to get rich. In the future, there will always be people who support the tribe. It's like everyone is trapped in a well. Someone has to climb up first before turning around and throwing the rope down to rescue the big guy.

No, you see, the pomegranate family pays eight cents per catty to collect the kudzu powder from the family, and sells one hundred catties of kudzu root for fifty cents, but one hundred catties of kudzu root can be made into ten kilograms of kudzu powder and sold for eighty cents. Money.

Isn’t this a good investment? You’re still guaranteed to make a profit!

The patriarch sighed, and his gray eyes became firm. He glanced at Wu and Jiang from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but said: "Fourth brother, I will go back first. You can give me some time."

As soon as Father Li heard this, he immediately knew that the patriarch had something to say to him.

The three of them walked out of the main room together, out of the courtyard gate, and headed towards the north end of the village.

After walking for a while, the clan leader immediately spoke, "No one knows how successful Jihe's family is at selling sugar. What if it only lasts for a few days and people don't want to buy it? I don't know how to do it." He will keep talking and suppressing the clan members to prevent them from tormenting them. Fourth son, don’t forget that your family is also divided."

Father Li was startled, and he understood very well what the patriarch meant, which was to stop him from making troubles to take care of the other sons.

He had not made up his mind before, but now that his clan members were involved, he would definitely not say this to Jihe again.

"Brother, don't worry, I know!"

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Chen Qicai had been watching the commotion in the Li clan all day, but until dark, there seemed to be no big movement on the Li clan's side.

He saw Li Ji and his son returning home in a hurry. From their looks, he knew that business was not bad today.

This made him very angry and depressed. Tell me, are the Li clan really so united? Don't you get jealous when you see someone making money? Li Jihe knew that Pueraria lobata could be made into powder, sugar, and sold for money without telling his tribe members. How could they not be angry?

What kind of bad temper is this!
But he didn't know that there were still some fifty or so households in the Li clan who were mumbling about this matter at the moment.

But as soon as he started talking, his family members choked him, "How much money do you have first? Come out and let me see!"

"There are too many people selling candies and they won't be able to sell them. If you lose money when the time comes, how can you not make a fuss? Just sign and put a pledge. If you don't make a fuss, I'll let you go!"

"You have rough hands, and your cooking skills are the only one in the clan! The same steamed buns made by others are fragrant and soft, but you can steam them so well that you can kill someone! Then tell me how to make the sugar, you can make the same Come? Didn’t you hear that Cripple Chen was beaten today? Isn’t that why he was beaten because the candies he sells are not as delicious as the ones from Pomegranate’s? I don’t want to be beaten too!”

"What kind of candy are you selling? Do you think any of us can go up to the market and shout to sell candy? Who can look like this? Tell me how good it is to sell arrowroot powder? It costs eight cents a pound! The sweet potato starch made there is the same, but You can’t sell it for money!”

"Go back to your parents' house tomorrow and ask them to help dig out more kudzu and bring it to you. Later, we will sell the kudzu to get some money, and share some with them as hard-earned money. No one in the market collects kudzu, so it's not good for kudzu to grow in the mountains. Long? What’s the point of making money? Isn’t it a good thing to earn eight cents a pound? There’s nothing to worry about!”

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(End of this chapter)