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After coming out of Lu Yuchen's place, Yunling took Mingzhu and Lao Qi to the farm outside the north city of Xunzhou City.

This is where she asked the guy at the inn.

This village is close to the city and is responsible for supplying chicken, duck, fish and other ingredients to the inn, including some restaurants in the city.

If you want to get rich, you must first build roads. No wonder this farm has such a big business. A spacious stone brick road leads directly to the official road. The three of them drove to the gate of the farm in a short while.

There was an old man guarding the door. I heard that a few people wanted to ask about the shed feathers of chickens, ducks and geese bought and killed in the village. Although it was a little strange, he still said: "Guys, wait a moment, I will help you to ask." Wang Dadao is responsible for the slaughter."

As he walked, he muttered: "It's strange. Usually, we have to pay people to deal with these scraps, but now someone wants to buy them..."

After a while, another old man ran out with the old man.

"I heard that you want to buy animals to shed their feathers?"

Yunling nodded, "Yeah, but I don't want anything. As long as the ducks and geese are shed, I don't want anything else."

The old man was very curious, "I wonder what you want this thing for?"

They slaughter hundreds of chickens, ducks and geese every day, and put the shed feathers and broken bones in sacks. When they have enough, they either burn themselves or pay someone to deal with it. Mao had other uses, so it would be a great achievement for him to inform his boss.

Yunling smiled and said: "There is a medical practitioner in my family who wants to use duck and goose feathers to develop a prescription that is beneficial to burns, so I want to buy more so that I can easily test the best ratio of ash and sesame oil."

These days, people often burn duck feathers into ashes and mix them with sesame oil and apply them on the burns, which has some effect.

The old man was a little disappointed after hearing this.

He knew this method, but there were so many people with burns in the world, and there were so many residual hairs that couldn't be used at all.

However, the old man was very happy because he didn't have to spend money to hire someone to handle it, and he could still make money by selling it, so he asked, "I wonder how much you need?"

If it were an experiment, it should be possible to have people of all ages, right?

The old man was all smiles.

"You can get as much as you want, but I don't want broken bones or anything like that. Please pick your choice. As for the price, do you think three cents per pound is feasible?"

Duck feathers are very light. If you want a pound of duck feathers, you need many ducks to save them all. She thinks that the price is very low, and she thought that a few cents more would be enough.

Unexpectedly, when the old man heard this, his eyes lit up and he said repeatedly: "Follow me."

The three of them followed him into the village in a carriage. Soon they arrived in front of a large house. The field in front had been washed by water, but a lot of dirt and blood could still be seen. It was obvious that they had been very busy in the early morning. .

The old man directly pushed open the warehouse at the back, and a rotten smell spurted out, which was disgusting.

After the smell dissipated a little, Yunling stepped forward and took a look. She saw that the room was full of big sacks with holes in them, which was quite heavy-handed.

The old man picked up a bag and checked it, shook his head and put it back. After checking three or four bags in a row, he found one bag made of duck feathers. He smiled bitterly and said, "People in this city love to eat chicken, ducks and geese. Master, if you need chicken feathers, that’s fine.”

At least two-thirds of this warehouse is filled with chicken feathers. Alas, it’s all money.

Yunling laughed: "Uncle, you can use chicken feathers to make feather dusters and feather shuttlecocks."

The old man shook his head, "It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, and you won't be able to sell it at a high price even after all the hard work."

Yunling stopped talking.

After the old man selected for a long time, he picked out five sacks of duck feathers and one sack of goose feathers. The feathers were all pressed very tightly. Each bag weighed about fifty kilograms. There was just a little bit extra, so the old man would Said: "Even if it's three hundred catties, it's nine hundred coins in total?"

When he mentioned the price, he still sounded like he was discussing it. He was obviously afraid that Yunling and the others would suddenly not want so much.

Yunling did not bargain with him, but nodded in agreement, and Mingzhu began to pick out two pieces of silver from her purse and give them to him.

The old man suddenly became happy and asked: "Then I will save it for the girl next time?"

"Yes, but it may not come in a short time. If you don't mind it taking a long time, you can keep it for now."

The old man's eyes burned brightly when he heard this, and he said repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll keep it."

Yunling felt that if something like down was tested, the amount of duck and goose feathers would be huge. She could let the old man keep it first and buy it later if there was an opportunity.

The old man helped load the six large sacks into the carriage, and on the way to send the three people away from Zhuangzi, he suddenly said: "If you want to buy some in the future, you don't want to come to Zhuangzi anymore. It's too troublesome. Go directly to Guandao." When we came down to Wangjia Village, the first household was my house, so they said they were looking for me, Wang Dadao."

He has decided that from now on he will take on the work of "hair removal" himself and "share the worries and solve problems" for Zhuangzi.

Yunling put away the smile on her face, nodded and said, "Okay, thank you, Uncle Wang."

This old man's mind is really a bit wild.

Enduring the smell of rotten feathers along the way, the three finally returned to the inn.

At this time, the slaves in the station were busy, carrying the items that had been moved from the ship, and also carrying fresh vegetables, fruits, rice, etc. onto the ship.

Yunling simply asked Lao Qi to send the six sacks to the Zhenxihou Mansion ship first, otherwise the carriage would be returned to the inn later, and it would be very tiring for people to move these things.

After lunch, Yunling followed everyone on the road back home again.

As the dysentery crisis was over, Zhou Qiong and the third prince began to frequently visit the ship of Zhenxihou Mansion again.

After not seeing Yunling for several days, the third prince couldn't help but ask, "Why is Sister Tang nowhere to be seen?"

Mrs. Mo said: "Recently, I only stay with Xiangxiang for a while at noon every day. After lunch, he disappears. It seems that he is tinkering with something new on the stern deck. Xiangxiang went to see him a few times, but he looked sad when he came back. He said it wasn't fun, so I didn't ask again."

Many skills these days require a secret, and she was too embarrassed to ask.

But the third prince would not go out. Hearing this, he turned to look at Zhou Qiong, "Cousin, let's go take a look? Aren't we going to Yuezhou soon? We won't be able to see Sister Tang in the future."

Zhou Qiong nodded. The wind has been strong recently and the ship is sailing very fast. It will arrive in Yuezhou in about five days.

The two of them did not want to be accompanied by so many chamberlains, so they went to the deck at the stern of the ship with only fifteen and one chamberlain.

I saw Yunling cooking a large pot of something on the coal stove, and she felt very sick from the smell.

The third prince leaned over to take a look and immediately frowned.

"Sister Tang, what are you doing?"