Farmer's Favorite

Five days is not long.

Lin Qi, who was reluctant to go out at first, felt a little bit more reluctant when he wanted to go back.

When they came, they only carried a small burden.

When they went back, the carriage was full of things, and the two of them were squeezed together, even having difficulty stretching their bodies, but they didn't complain, instead they were talking tightly together.

Yuan Yi came to Xingcheng only to deal with business matters, and he thought it was very good, his face was full of glory and he was extremely happy.

It was another day and night.

The group first settled in Xishan Village.

The small bridge in Xishan Village couldn't get into the carriage. Seeing what Zhuang Xinyan bought, Yuan Yi waved his hand, "Just let my subordinates take it in for you, and let me go to your place to rest for a while."

"Of course it's good, then I'll trouble Shopkeeper Yuan." How could Zhuang Xinyan refuse to agree, so he went into the village hand in hand with Lin Qiguang.

When the two came back, they naturally attracted the attention of the people in the village. Many people just wanted to come forward to ask what the Xingcheng was like, but seeing so many strangers following the two of them, suddenly, No one dared to step forward.

In this way, Zhuang Xinyan brought everyone back to the house, while Lin Qi went to the village chief's house to pick up the two 'ancestors' back home.

However, on the fifth day, nothing changed in the house, so Zhuang Xinyan went to the storeroom to have a look while taking advantage of the time to boil the water.

A corner of the warehouse was piled full of eggs and duck eggs, like a hill. It seemed that after a good day's rest, it was time to pickle them.

Just as he raised his feet to leave, Zhuang Xinyan thought for a while, turned a corner and went back to the warehouse, took out a few salted eggs that had been marinated for more than a month, returned to the kitchen, and cooked them in hot water.

Yuan Yi, who was waiting in the main room, was already asleep with his eyes closed.

Although all the rides were in horse-drawn carriages, after a day and a night's journey, I still felt a little tired.

When he heard the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and saw someone coming, and said, "It's still comfortable here for you. No matter how good the town is, it's too lively. No matter how big the house is and far away from the street, I can seem to hear some noisy people." The voice, unlike yours, is quiet and peaceful."

"Yes." Zhuang Xinyan agreed with this. He put the plate on the table with tea and a few salted eggs on it, and he continued: "But if you stay here for a long time, you may be won't be happy."

"That's right, I'm just a hard worker." Yuan Yiwen said with a smile, then pointed to the several boiled eggs of different sizes, and asked, "What are these?"

The shell of the egg is very white, unusually white, and somewhat different from anything I have seen before.

Zhuang Xin stretched out his hand to signal: "New stuff, try it."

Yuan Yi immediately sat up straight, and he understood in an instant that this was the bargaining chip that Zhuang Xinyan had mentioned before.

With the premise of the previous moon cakes, he didn't mean to underestimate this extremely plain white egg. He reached out and picked up one of them very carefully. With heat, it is obvious that it has not been cooked for a long time.

Yuan Yi didn't care about the hotness, smashed the top and peeled it off.

There was nothing unusual about the egg whites, he picked some up and tasted it in his mouth, but he was a little surprised.

Salty, even salty a little heavy.

At this time, Yuan Yi raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Xinyan opposite him. He couldn't believe that the bargaining chip in Zhuang Xinyan's mouth was a salty duck egg.

So, I simply stretched out my hand to pinch it, trying to pinch the duck egg in half to expose the yolk inside.

But less than half of the movement, he felt wetness on his fingers. Yuan Yi fixed his eyes and saw that some butter came out of the duck egg. Not to mention the yellow color, it even had a very strange fragrance to him, and he immediately swallowed it. Swallowing, he didn't even have time to speak, he lowered his head and bit the buttery egg yolk.

Delicacy, delicacy, sand, oil, several kinds of feeling together, extremely delicious.

Yuan Yi tasted this bite for a long time, and he didn't even want to think about why a duck egg has such a good taste.

After a long while, he sighed and said, "I can't refuse your bargaining chips."

The mooncake still made him hesitate, and with the duck egg in his hand, Yuan Yi couldn't think of any reason for him to refuse.

He asked, "What is the name of this egg?"

"Salted eggs." Zhuang Xinyan replied, he also took one and knocked it open in his hand, the 'red sand oil' of the egg yolk came out, which surprised him a bit, this time the salted eggs were salted in a hurry, Generally speaking, it takes two months to get it out, but he got it out almost half a month in advance, unexpectedly it was so good.

Yuan Yi nodded, and he said with a smile, "The name is appropriate. How do you plan to cooperate with Salted Egg? It's still one-tenth?"

The following words were a little hasty, and Yuan Yi didn't realize it until he finished speaking, and could only cover it up with a light cough.

Zhuang Xinyan didn't care whether he was in a hurry or not, "Of course not. The salted eggs come from me, one for six coins for eggs, and one for eight coins for duck eggs. The pickling cycle is long, and it takes about two months to come out. You are in a hurry, I have about a thousand pieces in my warehouse for the time being."

After hearing this, Yuan Yi's face was not disappointed, but there was a hint of secret joy. He hurriedly said: "We have been friends for so long, and I, Yuan Yi, can swear to you, little brother Zhuang, that I am sincere. What the hell, other than the people in your village, can you just sell me one of these salted eggs?"

Zhuang Xinyan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, "We have been friends for so long, shopkeeper Yuan also confessed to me, if this salted egg is sold to Shangjing, how much silver are you going to sell?"

Silver instead of copper coins.

Zhuang Xinyan forgot where he heard about it. The price of goods in rich and powerful families can be hundreds of times higher, and an ordinary egg can be sold for more than ten taels of silver in the palace.

Of course, this is not the price of the eggs themselves, but the price difference left by the middleman.

And what he said, to put it bluntly, was just teasing. If he sold eight pieces of money, Yuan Yi would never resell them for ten pieces of money. The selling price might be much higher than what he thought.

Yuan Yi's face was filled with resentment. If the salted eggs were in his hands, he would naturally be able to sell them at an excellent price.

Bafang Pavilion's shops are all over the world, no matter how big or small, there are one or two shops. If they can be spread out, they will definitely not worry about bad business. It's just that the period in Zhuang Xinyan's mouth is too long, they won't Put the guests on the common people, but on the dignitaries and nobles.

Often, such people are not short of money.

Zhuang Xinyan understood, he held the pot with one hand, and stretched out his hand to add water to the teacup opposite, he continued: "I'll sell you at a low price, and no one will accept it, why don't you sell it as you want. Similarly, I can sell to whomever I want, at least shopkeeper Yuan can take the lead, at least so far, my customer is only you."

Yuan Yi was dumbfounded, then shook his head bitterly and smiled.

He found that since the beginning of the big worm, he had never had the upper hand when discussing business with Zhuang Xinyan.

He picked up the full teacup and poured it in one gulp. Tasting tea has long been forgotten. Just as Zhuang Xinyan said, he can seize the opportunity. At this time, the cycle of salted eggs is with him, so It's not that it's too long, but it's just that I can use this time to plan well.

Yuan Yi waved his hand, and he said, "Okay, let's cooperate with each other on moon cakes, and give me two thousand salted eggs, and I'll take them now."

"It's easy to talk about mooncakes." Zhuang Xinyan found it interesting at this time. Before the salted eggs, Yuan Yi was the leader when talking about mooncakes, but now it's the opposite. Whether it's mooncakes or salted eggs, it's up to him to decide. He laughed He said: "As I said just now, how to sell the salted eggs is up to me. Now I can only give shopkeeper Yuan a thousand pieces. If you want it, just take it away."

Yuan Yi gritted his teeth, but there was nothing he could do. He pointed his finger, put it down angrily, brought the teapot over, took a few more sips, and finally left with a thousand salted eggs.

Zhuang Xinyan sees off the guests.

What he held in his hand was the seven taels of silver he had just received.

He asked for half of the chicken and duck eggs. With the price he charged plus other costs, he could earn almost two and a half for a thousand eggs.

It doesn't look like much, and there really isn't much.

If he wants to sell at a high price, it is naturally not impossible.

But in this way, the guests he faced were no longer ordinary people, but dignitaries and wealthy families.

At the current price, everyone in the world can afford it, but how many people are willing to eat it?

Zhuang Xinyan thought, probably more than half.

Therefore, he earns more than half of the people's money and accumulates more. It's just a matter of time, anyway, he has plenty of time.

Moreover, when he was pickling salted eggs, he suddenly thought of Chen Xin, the man who made the whole village rich by virtue of his brick-burning skills. Although he didn't mention it to anyone, it was still fresh in his memory.

He is not a saint, nor is he a bad-hearted person.

However, Zhuang Xinyan thought, relying on salted eggs might be able to drive other people in the village.

Eggs are collected, pickled and shipped like flower cakes.

With hard work, hard work can also be exchanged for money, and it will definitely not be less.

Moreover, in this way, the things in his hands are much easier. Except for the method of making pickles, he can spend some money to free up his hands for all other things, and then he only needs to hug Lin Qishu Silver will do.

The so-called is what you think about.

Zhuang Xinyan raised his eyes, and saw Lin Qi walking towards him, holding the black donkey in one hand and holding the charcoal cake in the other.

Immediately, he stepped forward, stretched out the silver in his hand, and said as if offering a treasure: "Look, your husband has earned silver again."

Who knows, Lin Qi didn't even look at it, but stuffed the charcoal cake into his arms, and dropped the rope leading the black donkey. He said with a smile on his face, "Do you know? Lin Dong is pregnant, I want to Now that I'm an uncle, where are the tiger-toed shoes we bought? I'll give him a pair right now."

Saying that, ignoring the stunned Zhuang Xinyan, he entered the gate with high spirits and urgency.

The author has something to say:

Zhuang Xinyan: Hehe.