Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

In the end, Wen Yao and Luo Shi stayed behind to prepare canned goods. There was also Li Yi, who was embarrassed to handle old man Wen, and Deshun, who was waiting on him. The others followed old man Wen up the mountain to pick cherries.

There are cherry trees all over the mountain, and the weather has been good these days. The sun is shining, and the cherries will ripen faster.

Can old man Wen not be anxious?I didn't know that this thing was easy to break before, but now that I know it, I wish I could wait under the tree every day and pick it off when it's ripe. What's more, now that Wen Yao has a way to store it, he can't sit still all day.

Fortunately, the family is united and they don't think that the fruit mountain has nothing to do with them, so they find reasons not to work. Basically everyone works very seriously.

While they were going up the mountain to pick cherries, Wen Yao asked Shang Xunfeng to drive a carriage straight to Yunwu Town and bought rock candy and clay pots. They bought everything they could, and ordered many of the same size for a family that specializes in making clay pots. , and sent it directly to the Wen family in Gutong Village.

Everything was ready. At noon, the cherry picking team came back and sent the picked cherries home. Then they started cleaning, drying the water, filling them with rock sugar, starting to steam, and then sealing the cans and putting them in The cellar is well stocked.

The Wen family's cellar was dug deep and the temperature was not high all year round. To be on the safe side, Old Man Wen asked Wen Yao to get a lot of ice and put it in the cellar to maintain the temperature of the cellar.

With the old man being so attentive and active, the rest of the Wen family will naturally not let this fruit mountain get in the way because the money they earn has nothing to do with them. Apart from going out to do business every day, they basically help the family pick cherries and make cans.

After ten days, most of the cherries on the mountain were turned into cans and placed in the cellar. Only some late-ripening ones were still hanging on the trees.

Looking at the sparse cherries on the tree, Luo Shi persuaded Old Man Wen: "Don't make cans of the remaining ones. The family has to give them away to repay the favor, and take some to sell. The villagers have long said they want to try them." Try something new.”

Although he was a little reluctant, Old Man Wen still nodded.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Everyone is exhausted during this period. Let's buy some more food tomorrow and have a good meal." After speaking, Old Man Wen greeted everyone in the forest.

"Okay, don't pick them anymore, that's it for this year."

Old Man Wen knew very well that even if it was selling cans, it was only a once-a-year thing, but he was content.

"Master, what about these?" Wenying ran over and asked, carrying her own basket.

Old Man Wen looked at his granddaughter's greedy look and smiled helplessly: "Eat it yourself."

"Okay, thank you." Although Wenying usually eats secretly when picking, there is no difference between eating secretly and eating openly.

After saying that, she grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth, and ran away with the rest: "I'll take it back and give it to my eldest and second sisters to eat."

Seeing how fast she was running, Old Man Wen was afraid of falling, so he could only shout from behind: "Run slowly, don't fall."

But there was no sign of Wenying anywhere. Old Man Wen couldn't help complaining: "She looks like a rabbit."

Luo Shi added: "The rabbit is also the rabbit of your old writer's family."

Old Man Wen: "..."

Others also came out with their own baskets. Luo Shi looked at the baskets of his two daughters-in-law and said, "Send them to your parents' families."

"Hey, thank you, mother." The two sisters thanked them repeatedly and planned to go back to their parents' house soon. After all, the cherries would not taste good after being left for two days.

As for the rest, Luo Shi divided it into portions when he got home.

"Send this to the village chief."

"Send this to your second uncle's house."

"You can give these to whomever you want." Luo Shi stuffed a basket into Old Man Wen's hand.

Old Man Wen laughed, but the old lady understood him.

Luo Shi divided some more and prepared them for little Luo Shi to take home. He also packed some good-looking food boxes and gave them to Magistrate Chen.

From the Zhang family to Xiaojiao's grandma, anyone who has some contact with the Wen family has basically been arranged.

Finally, there were a few gentlemen from the academy and the dean of the academy who also sent them.

The rest can be sold.

Wen Xiuzhu carried the basket and was about to send it to the village chief's house. After thinking about it, he asked, "Mom, what should I say if the villagers ask us how to sell it?"

Luo Shi paused and glanced at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao waved his hand indifferently: "Nai, you and my father can make an agreement."

Luo Shi looked at Li Yi again.

Li Yi: "Listen to you and Grandpa Wen."

Luo Shi then looked at his second son: "If anyone asks you, just say fifty cents per catty. There are only so many left on the mountain, and they will be gone when they are sold out."

"Okay, then I'll deliver it to the village chief's house." After saying that, Wen Xiuzhu went out.

Mrs. Li and Ms. Cai also packed themselves up. In addition to cherries, they also brought some extra food and a few pieces of cloth to their parents' family.

"I'll also bring two pieces of meat from the kitchen. Our family doesn't lack that much now," Luo Shi said.

The two sisters thanked each other again, and when Wen Xiuzhu came back, the four of them drove the ox cart out, and each accompanied his or her daughter-in-law back to her parents' home.

Wen Xiuzhu went out for a trip, and someone came to Wen's house to buy cherries that afternoon.

Although the fruit costs fifty cents per catty, it is not affordable for every household now. They have never seen this new thing before, so it is not impossible to buy it for their family members to try.

Originally, Luo Shi was worried that the price of fifty cents was too high, fearing that not many people would be willing to part with it. As a result, most people in the village bought it, and some even bought two or three kilograms.

When the cherries on the mountain were almost picked and there were only a few kilograms left, Luo Shi and Old Man Wen sighed: "Look, it's really different. Who would have given up on it before?"

Fifty cents per pound of fruit, farmers like them would buy it and eat it only if they are mentally ill.

But it's a sigh of relief. Now that the fruits are sold out, the couple can calm down and count how much the remaining cherries were sold for.

At this time, I didn’t expect that the remaining cherries on the mountain would be sold for more than ten taels of silver.

After counting, Luo Shi handed the money box directly into the hands of old man Severn.

"You can keep it yourself."

Old Man Wen was holding the money box with a confused look on his face: "Huh? Keep it for me? Then, don't you keep all our money?"

Luo Shi patted the clothes on his body, glanced at him, and said quietly: "If you take any one out of my box, you will have more."

Old Man Wen: "..." This hurts my wife.

However, he happily carried his money box back to the house and found a place to put it.

He will also be a rich man in the future.

Just like this, a period of time passed step by step. Suddenly one day, the originally peaceful Gutong Village was suddenly greeted by the sound of rapid horse hooves.

A group of people who didn't know where they came from rode into the village on horseback.

When the members of the convoy formed when the refugees arrived, they immediately dropped what they were doing and rushed out with their belongings.

By the time they arrived, the team had already arrived at the door of Wen's house.