Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

After the Xiong family lived in Fucheng for a month, they received an invitation from the Wen family.

The wedding date of Wen Baoshu and Liu Jianming has been set, just half a month later.

Wen Lun was very displeased with this messy news when he was so busy.Coupled with the dislike towards Wen Baoshu, all the preparations for He Yi were handed over to Huang Zhen.If it wasn't for the conditions, no one would want to go.

"I'm sick, can I?" Wen Lun is a complete novice in business. Although Xiong Da has more management experience than Wen Lun, the battlefield and the shopping mall are completely different things. The common place is only on the spiritual level.He also needs to slowly explore the practical operation.

Xiong Da replied to the letter, turned around and kissed Wen Lun: "Don't curse yourself." Getting sick is another person's life, how can anyone expect to get sick?

Can't ask for sick leave?Wen Lun was so angry that he almost broke his brush.He rubbed his stomach subconsciously, feeling that his stomach had already started to throb before he had eaten the banquet.

However, the actual situation was much better than what Wen Lun expected.

On this day, everyone in the Wen family was very busy.

Even the old magistrate, who is still not in good health, sat in the lobby and chatted with the guests.

As the mistress, Mrs. Liu was very busy.

The remaining three men, Wen Cheng, Wen Yuze, and Wen Jingsheng, had to be responsible for greeting the guests.

On the contrary, Wen Lun, who was married, seemed very leisurely, that is, a few classmates and old friends said hello.

"After this is over, the few of us will rush to the exam." Wang Ning was obviously in a good mood and relaxed.

Wen Lun looked at the old friends of the schoolmasters in these counties: "Well, it would be nice if we can travel together."

The wine glass that An Lan handed to her lips paused for a moment, then she stood up suddenly and said, "I thought...Wen Lun, I would like to toast you!"

Wen Lun had doubts in his eyes, but he didn't refuse: "I wish the three winners of the gold list, and Wen Lun is waiting for the good news at home."

Wang Ning and Liu Pu also stood up.

After finishing a glass of wine, An Lan stopped talking and drank with her head down.Simply because their table was not conspicuous, so no one noticed anything unusual.After the banquet was over, An Lan was already drunk and turned into a puddle of ooze.Wang Ning and Liu Pu took An Lan away with each arm crossed.

Wen Lun looked at the backs of the three of them, leaned his head into Xiong Da's arms, and said softly: "Don't worry." Last time, he felt a little strange, but today it was too obvious.He was worried that Xiong Da had ideas, but Xiong Da just gave him vegetables in silence.

Xiong Da looked at his slightly drunk daughter-in-law, and tightened his arms slightly: "Well, I'm not worried, really." After the re-doing of the wedding, his heart seemed to settle down, and he felt that Wen Lun belonged to him.

The two of them have a marriage certificate, have worshiped, and have the title of the imperial court.What's more, Wen Lun is so dedicated to arranging the livelihood of those former comrades for him, he is not blind, everything Wen Lun does, he sees it and remembers it in his heart.If it wasn't for being nice to him, why would Wen Lun be so attentive?Those former comrades are entirely his responsibility.Wen Lun obviously only needs to do learning with peace of mind, and he can live a prosperous life without any worries.

After the wedding banquet, the two planned to leave the next day, but they stayed for two more days because of Wen Lun's hangover.

When the two left on the third day, they watched a good show.

When Wen Baoshu returned to Ning, she burst into tears as soon as she entered the door.

Liu Jianming followed behind, with a pale face and a wry smile, but he kept complaining in his heart.He thought he had a concubine, and the news that the concubine was about to give birth, Liu had already told Wen Baoshu.

As a result, Wen Baoshu was completely ignorant and didn't say anything, and his concubine was also ignorant. On the wedding night, he directly delivered the news to Liu's residence, saying that he was about to give birth.His first child, he immediately dropped his newly married wife excitedly, and ran to the outer room, and waited for his newborn son until the next morning.

"He actually brought the child back to me directly!" Wen Baoshu was so emotional that her voice was broken.

Liu Jianming bowed his head and remained silent.

"Before I have a son, I have a long life. How should I behave in the future?" Wen Baoshu's eyes were red.

Wen Lun felt that he had been shot by an arrow in the knee.

Wen Baoshu was about to say something, but was stopped by Mrs. Liu: "Okay!"

Wen Baoshu was still in awe of Mrs. Liu, so she stopped talking and shed tears.

Mrs. Liu frowned and took a look, and called a servant over: "Miss is tired, take her back to the room to rest for a while." After Wen Baoshu was taken away, Mrs. Liu came out with a smile on her face. Liu Jianming said, "I have no way to teach my daughter."

Liu Jianming hurriedly said: "Mother-in-law, don't say that, it's all the son-in-law's fault."

The old county uncle suddenly said: "You are also tired, go back to your room and rest first."

Liu Jianming was glanced at by the old county uncle, and felt suffocated for no reason. He didn't dare to say anything, and followed the servants to the guest room.Liu Jianming looked around and smiled wryly.He was still thinking too naively at first, but he only hoped that after a long time, his wife would slowly accept it.The big deal is that he will no longer take concubines in the future, and after all, the outer room cannot be carried into the mansion.

Wen Lun's hearing was amazing, even if he couldn't see Wen Baoshu, he still heard Wen Baoshu crying and screaming and throwing things, so he hurriedly dragged Xiong Da to bid farewell to the old magistrate and Mrs. Liu.

Unexpectedly, when I went out, I still brought an oil bottle with me.

Wen Lun looked at Wen Cheng, feeling a shock in his heart.The smirk on his face almost caught up with his mother Liu's.

Wen Cheng felt happy again, but there was only one way out of the county.His schedule is already in a hurry, and there is no further delay.

The two brothers politely exchanged a few words on the scene, but after the automatic silence, they got back into their carriage, opened the curtain, and pretended that the other party did not exist.

Wen Lun slept a little too much these two days, and he was still very energetic along the way. His mind was full of making money, and he muttered while thinking: "The raw materials can't be sold for money."

Xiong Da was not sure if his wife was discussing with him, so he responded in a low voice.

Sure enough, Wen Lun continued to ask and answer: "Rough processing is easy, but rough processing can't be sold for a lot of money. Deep processing? What do you use for deep processing? Technology?"

Xiong Da didn't understand rough processing and deep processing, so he asked in a low voice.

Wen Lun answered like a machine: "It's like cotton is a raw material. After spinning into cotton thread, it is rough processing. Weaving cotton thread into cloth, and then using the cloth to make clothes or puppets, is deep processing. The price that can be sold is even higher. The higher the level, the more money you can earn.”

There are quite a few of them, but how can they connect each link to form an industrial chain?

Xiong Da felt that his wife was thinking a little too far.After the adjustment of his industries during this period, the profitability has been greatly improved.He didn't think about the development of those industries at first, but now the situation is good enough.And: "Instead of thinking about those things, why not start with tea gardens or medicine gardens?"

"Huh?" Wen Lun was startled and came to his senses, "What you said makes a lot of sense."

Seeing that Wen Lun had listened, Xiong Da continued, "Let's see what we have first. The medicine garden hasn't produced anything yet, so let's not look at it."

"En." Wen Lun nodded and watched Xiong Da break his fingers.

Xiong Da made a throwing gesture: "Okay, let's put the medicine garden aside first. Let's take a look at the tea garden. There are mainly three kinds of tea in the tea garden, one is the high-quality tea seedlings sent from Junxian Tea House , one is the ancient tea tree in the valley, and the other is the oil tea tree. The output of tea seedlings is not high, and it is mainly used to make Yunqing and Wangchun; the tea leaves of the ancient tea tree are used to blend Junzi tea and beauty with other herbs Tea; Camellia oleifera trees are used for tourists to experience tea picking and tea making.”

"Camellia oleifera, this year's tea seeds should be able to extract oil." Camellia oleifera has many fruits and tea seeds, unlike ordinary tea tree varieties, although there are tea seeds, but the number is small, and the oil yield rate is not high .

Xiong Da adjusted his posture so that Wen Lun could lean more comfortably: "Well, then the tea seeds will have to be transported down the mountain to press the oil in the county town."

"Is there no oil-pressing workshop on the mountain?" One link is missing, isn't the money going to be earned by others?

"No." Xiong Da thought for a while, "Should we build an oil pressing workshop?"

Wen Lun thought about a bunch of miscellaneous industries, and felt a little headache: "I don't want it for now."

As a result, after returning to Fucheng, Huang Zhen said: "There is an oil-pressing workshop in the county magistrate's house. If the young master is useful, I will contact my father."

Wen Lun nodded: "In terms of business and business, the price is calculated according to the rules."

There was no change in Huang Zhen's stern face: "Yes, young master. The rule of the oil mill is not to collect money, no matter what is squeezed, [-]% of the oil will be collected."

[-]%?It's pretty dark.But he had something to say first, so he could only nod his head: "Yeah." The first batch of tea seeds should not be large.

Camellia oleifera is the most planted by the villagers.He has seen the villagers' meals, clear soup and little water.After the farmhouse gradually developed, their lives have improved, but most of the meat is eaten by fat sheep tourists.

By the way, there are also honeysuckle.Honeysuckle can be used as an income of the medicine garden next year.

Thoughts were flying in Wen Lun's mind: "By the way, how many chickens have we raised?" When they were raised in the yard, they thought there were quite a lot of chickens, but now that they are put in the tea garden, there is hardly a chicken feather to be seen.

"It seems to be quite a lot. Last time I heard that there were hens brooding." This question made Xiong Da question upside down.If it weren't for the chickens returning to the chicken coop on the tea factory on time every day, and if he couldn't often hear where eggs were picked up again, he would have almost forgotten about the chickens.

Wen Lun thought for a while: "If the quantity is enough, you can start slaughtering and eating. Let Cuilian see if you can get some chicken tea dishes. And keep the chicken feathers, I'm useful."

Feather?Xiong Da didn't understand, what's the use of chicken feathers?

"By the way, remember to save up too much chicken manure." Chicken manure is a good fertilizer.The mountains are barren and can be somewhat improved.

Chicken poop?Xiong Da couldn't understand even more, why did the wife keep everything?