Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 146 Chapter 146: Buying Cottonseed to Press Oil (3000 words)
Twelve renminbi can buy more than a catty of flour, and a catty of flour can be kneaded into dough for a little proofing to make eight or nine bowls of knives, which is the daily food for their family of four.

"If you don't eat, how can you have the strength to work? It's uncertain when the three sets of quilts will be finished. Although I can't give you rich clothes and food now, I will definitely not allow you to go hungry."

Jun Wulan whipped the horse's butt lightly with the soft whip of the carriage, scolded and drove the carriage to find the restaurant.

It would be nice to be able to buy a bite of hot food in this kind of cold and windy weather. The two of them dared not ask for the taste. When they saw a restaurant with its door open, Jun Wulan pulled the carriage to a stop.

The weather was so cold that the waiters in the restaurant didn't even bother to go out to say hello, after Jun Wulan helped Shen Qingcheng out of the car, he had to find a stake to tie the rein on, and then took Shen Qingcheng's hand inside.

Because it was not a day for the big market, there were a few customers sparsely sitting in the restaurant. The shopkeeper and the waiters were quite leisurely. The shopkeeper sat in front of the counter and dozed off with his head drooping. Chatting in the corner, Jun Wulan led Shen Qingcheng in and no one noticed.

"Second brother, have a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

Jun Wulan shouted angrily, and the two guys who were talking in the corner looked over.

One of the guys greeted him with a friendly attitude.

"Two guest officers sit here."

Shen Qingcheng sat down and said to Jun Wulan: "Brother Jun, why don't you eat a bowl too, neither of us should do things hungry."

Jun Wulan said: "I don't need to eat, the Mu family has provided food, I'll just go to the Mu family to eat later."

"Guest officers, do you want poached eggs for Yangchun noodles?"

Jun Wulan was about to ask how much a poached egg is, but Shen Qingcheng spoke up first: "No need, little brother, can you bring my husband a cup of hot water."

Jun Wulan had been in the snow for so long just now, although he didn't say anything, Shen Qingcheng knew that he must be a little cold.

The waiter responded with a smile on his face: "Yes, the two guests wait for a while, and the noodles and hot water will be served in a while."

After the two waited for a while, the waiter brought the steaming Yangchun noodles and a bowl of steaming water to the table.

"This is Yangchun noodles with two points, please use it slowly."

Shen Qingcheng was a little dumbfounded looking at the huge bowl of Yangchun noodles in front of her, which was much bigger than what she ate in another restaurant when she went to the market.

Seeing Shen Qingcheng's dumbfounded expression, the waiter smiled honestly and said, "The back kitchen has already made the noodles, but few people go to the restaurant to eat in this cold windy weather, and the shopkeeper thinks that the noodles that have been made will go bad." It's a pity, so I told the cook to put more noodles when I'm down, it's better for the guests to eat the noodles than to spoil them."

After hearing this, Shen Qingcheng pursed her lips and glanced at the counter.

The shopkeeper of this restaurant is a man who can win people's hearts. The young man can speak well, and the food portion is generous. The business of this restaurant will definitely not be bad on the day of the big market.

"Brother Jun, I can't finish such a big bowl, so you should also eat some to fill your stomach."

Shen Qingcheng picked up a chopstick and handed it to Jun Wulan's mouth.

Being fed by Shen Qingcheng in such a public place, Jun Wulan turned his head awkwardly, seeing that no one noticed the two of them, he opened his mouth and quickly attracted the chopstick noodles into his mouth.

Seeing his tense and reserved appearance, Shen Qingcheng chuckled lightly.

Jun Wulan ate the noodles and said vaguely: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's just that I suddenly feel that you are a bit cute, Brother Jun."

Jun Wulan grew up so big, no one except Shen Qingcheng dared to use the word cute to describe him.

"It's just that you think I'm cute. It's too late for others to hide from me when they see the scar on my face."

While talking, Jun Wulan reached out to take a pair of chopsticks from the chopsticks basket, picked up a pair of chopsticks noodles, and handed it to Shen Qingcheng's mouth: "Don't patronize me to eat, you can eat too."

Shen Qingcheng ate most of a bowl of noodles, and when she paid and left, her body was warm.

Jun Wulan sent her to Qin's quilt shop in Plum Blossom Hutong before leaving after a few words of advice.

"Little lady, come and sit inside, there is a brazier inside."

After Jun Wulan drove away in the carriage, the proprietress of Qin's Cotton Shop asked Shen Qingcheng to warm up in the shop, and enthusiastically asked her children to bring out fragrant melon seeds for Shen Qingcheng to eat.

"Little lady, eat some melon seeds, this job will take two to three hours, it's exhausting to sit and wait."

"Thank you, lady boss, for your kindness."

Shen Qingcheng took the plate containing the melon seeds and put it aside without moving, flipping a set of quilts was only twenty Wen, and the husband and wife were hard work with little profit, so she was ashamed to eat other people's food.

"Father, how do you write Fantan?"

The ten-year-old child of the Qin family was lying on the wooden table beside him and writing. Shen Qingcheng only thought that he was doing his homework. He suddenly raised his head and asked Qin's shopkeeper how to write the flipped words. Shen Qingcheng went He glanced at the wooden table in front of him, only to realize that he was writing a notice, a notice for flipping a set of quilts in [-] Wen.

Could it be that this shop did not make a living by flipping old quilts before, but was inspired by them to do this business?

"Your father and I have never attended a private school. We only know money but not words."

Boss Qin stopped tapping the cotton bow, and scratched his scalp with his hands with a worried face.

The proprietress also had a worried expression on her face.

"How can I do this? Otherwise, when I go to the big market tomorrow, I will go to the street and find a letter writer to write it for me."

Boss Qin frowned when he heard that, and immediately shook his head: "Scholar's writing is very precious these days, especially in this year, it costs at least fifty coppers to find a scholar to write for you. We can't even earn back by flipping two sets of quilts." , it’s not worth it.”

Seeing the family of three in trouble, Shen Qingcheng said: "I can write that word, do you want me to help?"

The eyes of the three members of the Qin family were all attracted by Shen Qingcheng's words, and the three members of the family all looked surprised.

In this day and age, men from common people's families seldom go to school, let alone girls. Shen Qingcheng was not surprised by the reaction of the three of them, and explained with a smile: "My stepmother's youngest son is a scholar, and he is deeply impressed by it." I also learned a few words."

"Qin Xiaoshan, quickly give the brush in your hand to the little lady."

Qin Xiaoshan is the name of the son of the Qin family's quilt shop couple. The father's name is Qin Dashan, and the son's name is Qin Xiaoshan.

"Oh."

When the proprietress heard about it, Qin Xiaoshan hurriedly handed the brush to Shen Qingcheng.

Seeing Shen Qingcheng take the brush and lay down on the table to write stroke by stroke, the proprietress said with a bit of shame on her face: "Little lady, I'm really sorry, our couple not only use your couple's idea to make money, but now we have to Please write the notice for us."

"The proprietress doesn't have to feel sorry. Although our couple came up with the idea of ​​flipping the quilt, we don't know how to bounce the quilt. Your making money with our idea has no impact on our lives."

After Shen Qingcheng finished writing, she handed the brush back to Qin Xiaoshan.

The proprietress saw that she walked back to the brazier to warm up the fire indifferently, she felt relieved, and the smile on her face was somewhat sincere.

"Little lady, are you thirsty after sitting for so long? If you are thirsty, I will ask Xiaoshan to bring you a cup of tea."

Shen Qingcheng didn't really want to drink water in the cold weather, she was about to thank the lady boss for her kindness when she heard a voice from outside.

"Hey, why is this door so slippery? Dashan, Wenxiu, you two should put some non-slip things at the door. If a visitor falls, it will affect your business anyway."

Shen Qingcheng turned her head and looked towards the door, and saw a woman in her 40s who was wrapped in cotton rolls walking into the shop while chattering.

Seeing the woman walking in, the Qin family couple stopped the cotton bow in their hands together.

The proprietress's surname is Zhu, and her name is Zhu Wenxiu, and the familiar neighbors call her Wenxiu.

Qin Zhushi put down the cotton bow while facing the woman, and asked with concern: "Sister-in-law of the Zhou family, did you fall?"

The woman waved her hand and said, "Fortunately, I reacted quickly and stabilized my body. I just came to ask, is my custom-made quilt ready?"

"It's already played, and I'll fetch it for you."

The woman gossiped with Qin Zhushi for a few words, paid the money, and left carrying the quilt. Qin Zhushi was afraid that she would fall at the door of his shop again, so he sent her out of the door before turning back.

"Dashan, go and carry the two baskets of cotton seeds that were left in the firewood room and dump them at the door."

Qin Zhu knew about Qin Dashan when he came in.

Qin Dashan put down the cotton bow in response and was about to go to the firewood room, but an idea suddenly flashed in Shen Qingcheng's mind and called him to stop.

"Boss Qin, lady boss, can you sell me the cotton seeds in exchange for plant ash or dry straw to spread at the door, these two things can also prevent slipping."

Qin Dashan stopped and looked at Shen Qingcheng.

"Cotton seeds are useless, little lady, what do you buy cotton seeds for?"

To people in this world, cotton seeds are indeed useless, but to Shen Qingcheng, cotton seeds are precious.

"I have my uses."

Worried that Qin Dashan and his wife would not sell the cotton seeds after they knew their uses, Shen Qingcheng had to conceal the uses of the cotton seeds, and only asked Qin Dashan and his wife if they would sell them.

Qin Dashan couldn't decide, so he turned his head and asked Qin Zhushi.

Qin Zhushi thought about spreading some plant ash at the door to prevent slipping, sell the cotton seeds and earn some money for grocery shopping, so he readily agreed to Shen Qingcheng.

"One basket of cotton seeds costs ten Wen. My family has two full baskets worth twenty Wen. If the little lady thinks it's not expensive, we will sell it."

Shen Qingcheng bought cotton seeds for oil refining. Two full baskets of cotton seeds weigh about 150 catties. Although the oil yield of cotton seeds is not as good as that of rapeseed and peanuts, [-] catties of cotton seeds can produce [-] catties of cottonseed oil. It is possible, if you exchange [-] Wen for [-] catties of cottonseed oil, even if you count the processing fee of cottonseed oil, it is a good profit.

"No problem. Boss Qin, please bring me some cotton seeds. I'll buy them as long as they're not moldy."

(End of this chapter)