In the years of ancient traders

"...you say you, my wife can't take care of it, or else she went to the steamed bun workshop at that time, and she can get the winter clothes and charcoal..." Sun Dalang came back from selling oil, and was nagged by his mother for a long time.

There are some distant relatives in his family and township, and his mother is quick-witted. When he came up to recruit soldiers more than two years ago, his mother sent some money and silk to let him and his younger brother stay.At that time, [-]/[-]% of the strong labor force in the whole village disappeared, and some families even had only women and children left. Only three strong laborers remained in his family, and their lives were much better than other families.

When Song Shu exchanged steamed bun recipes for labor, his aunt and grandson Youshi wanted his wife to go, but her daughter-in-law was not happy, and they quarreled for several days, and finally had to give up.Later, the Song family’s steamed bun workshops, soybean oil workshops, and silk workshops were opened one after another, and the treatment was getting better every day. Not only was there a monthly wage, but also food and clothing. Fifty Wen charcoal supplements were issued.

In fact, why doesn't he want to go?

When the soybean oil shop opened, he thought that the Song family would recruit workers, but who knew that Song Silang brought back a group of foreigners, so the villagers in the village had nothing to do.Later, the silk workshop was opened, and he wanted to go there again, but they only wanted women.Although his family also sells soybean oil and hangs silkworm bags to dry, it can get better in many families who are not as good as them. Gradually, his family has become the most common household in Xianghe Village.

Unable to bear being nagged by Sun Youshi, Sun Dalang took a machete and went out with a bamboo basket on his back.

On the way, I met Mr. Xiaolang from the village head’s family. He hurried to the west of the village. When he saw him, he said, “The Song family recruits strong laborers, and it costs thirty cents a day!”

"The Song family?" Sun Dalang asked back.

"Yes, yes, the Song family." Xiao Langjun from the village head's family didn't bother to say any more, and ran forward again. If it was too late, he might not be able to do the job.

"Wait, I'll go too!" Sun Dalang yelled, but unfortunately no one was waiting for him, and he didn't have time to put the bamboo basket back with the machete, so he ran after him.This time the Song family was recruiting workers, he had to squeeze in no matter what, saving his mother from nagging him all day was useless.

Inside and outside the Song family's courtyard, many people gathered, some came to look for work, and some watched the excitement.

This time, just like digging a cellar, Song Shu only needs to work hard.

It may be due to the slack season. There are more strong laborers from the village and outside the village. Song Shu didn't know how to choose them for a while.Song Anan just came out, and Song Shu caught sight of him rolling down his sleeves, and suddenly had an idea.

"The purpose of calling everyone here today is to recruit a few strong laborers to mine ice in the river. The neighbors who dug the cellar for me probably know that I have two largest and deepest cellars that are still unused, because I plan to store ice. Yes." Song Shu said.

The few men who participated in the digging of the cellars suddenly realized that they were still puzzled. Song Silang dug these seven cellars, and five of them were used to grow vegetables, but the largest and deepest two were left unused. It turned out that this was the reason.

Other villagers were in an uproar.

They have heard of storing ice in the cellar to some extent. Many wealthy households will ask their family members to collect ice for storage in winter, but it is for their own use.Farmers like them have no money and can't take care of people. Even if they know this method, they can't afford to store ice.

"Picking and storing ice is tiring work. I want to find someone with strong strength. If you want, you can try arm wrestling with my Anan, and you can win." Song Shu smiled, and the corner of his eye glanced at Song Anan, Anan glared at him, his face darkened.

"Impossible." Song Anan gritted his teeth and whispered in his ear.

"Give it a try." Song Shu smiled, Song Anan laughed at him every day as a weakling, this is a rare opportunity to let him be deflated, how could he not use it?He couldn't believe it, there were so many strong men who couldn't beat a 12-year-old boy.

When these big guys heard this, they were also gearing up.

If they were asked to compete with Song He, they would have to hesitate a bit, but to compete with Song Anan, they would not hesitate at all. They are in their prime, just a young man with some strength, how could they not win?

Those big men, including Xiao Langjun and Sun Qilang from the village head's family, stepped forward confidently, rolled up their sleeves, intending to show Song Anan what a man's strength is.

"Song Anan wins."

"Anan wins."

"Nan wins."

"Well, I won again." Song Shu was too embarrassed to report the result loudly. These people lost faster than the other, and those who almost jumped directly, and those who were good just persisted for two or three seconds. How did Song Anan grow up? What a freak, with so much strength.

Those men who had compared him were also very confused, no one knew that Song Anan was so good.

Song Anan looked at him with raised eyebrows, as if asking, I have won, what are you going to do?

Song Shu: ...

He just said that he would only recruit Song Anan if he won, but he never thought about where he would find someone to pick ice if everyone lost.

"Hehe, why don't you choose Anan?" Song Shu looked at Song Anan and said, winking.

Song Anan pretended to be dazed for a while, and then nodded leisurely when he saw that Song Shu was about to dance.

Many of these people had punched with him, and he had observed it to some extent, so it was quicker to provoke them at this moment, and he picked twelve people in twos and threes, which was exactly the number Song Shu needed.

Unfortunately, Mr. Xiaolang from the village head's family was unsuccessful, so he patted Sun Qilang on the shoulder and left.

Sun Qilang was sad when he lost to Anan just now, but he didn't expect to be hit again when he turned his head.When he came, he didn't ask how much the salary was, but now he heard Song Shu say that there were thirty Wen a day, and he felt excited.Last time, the moon cake business was only [-] a day, and the digging of cellars was a little bit more, and the ice mining was even more, it was really a good job.

When he returned home, he immediately told his mother and daughter-in-law, and the family was also happy for him.

But the next morning, Sun Qilang was not beautiful.

In order to collect stronger ice, they set off with the guys at Yinshijiji.In the early morning of the third and ninth day, the cold wind was biting, and everyone wanted to cover their faces.Song Anan and Song He were with them, and they looked better than these villagers. Song Anan's neck was still exposed, and he didn't know if it was really not cold, or he was holding on.

At the second quarter of Yinzheng, they arrived at Dahe in the northwest.

The ice here is really solid.They used the iron rods they brought to pierce the ice, cut off a large piece, lifted it out, tied it to the cart with straw ropes, and transported it back.This work is not only heavy, but also extremely cold and dangerous. If you accidentally fall into the glacier, you may be here.

So during the whole process, everyone was extremely careful.

Just in time, the second batch of ice cubes arrived in the ice cellar, Song Anan followed, and Song Shu just happened to come over.

The two ice cellars were dug extremely deep, and each was divided into five compartments from the inside to the outside, and each compartment had a stone door.Because once the ice cellar is opened, the ice will start to melt, so Song Shu made this design, so that they can open each ice room separately, sell the outside and then sell the inside, and there will be no shortage throughout the summer. Ice.

"Song Silang, are you going to sell this ice then?" someone asked.

"Yes." Song Shu nodded.

"But this big family stores their own ice, I'm afraid they won't want it?" Another person said.Digging and storing ice is a major event, and after the sun comes out, some people come to watch the excitement.

"I don't want big families, but there are tens of thousands of ordinary people. It's sweltering in summer, and they always want to get some ice to relieve the heat." Song Shu said.

"How are you going to sell this ice?" the person before asked.

Everyone is very concerned about this matter.They have survived the winter, so why not in the summer, those rich households who store ice, how can they think of them?They couldn't afford to store the ice, so they could only boil it alive.If Song Silang's ice cellar can store the cold air in winter until summer, and let them have a share of the pie, and they can afford to buy it, then the next summer will be much easier.

"I didn't think about it," Song Shu said.

In the short few months since he came here, the consumption level of the people here has risen, and he doesn't know what will happen next summer.His ice is indeed sold to ordinary people, but he hasn't thought about how much it will be sold for.

"Can we afford it?"

"Can I take your ice to sell in the city then?"

"The nearby villages will definitely buy it too."

Song Shu didn't express his opinion, but the people around him had already discussed how to store the ice so that it wouldn't melt if it came to summer.

Song Shu went to the ice cellar, and Song Anan was instructing the workers to stack the ice neatly.

"left."

"superior."

"Two people, right."

His command was extremely simple, and the workers acted according to the order and moved quickly.

Stored the second round, one and a half iceboxes filled.Song Shu did the math, and it didn't take as much as ten days, but seven or eight days would be enough to complete it.With so much ice, I finally don't have to worry about how to spend summer in this age without air conditioning.

The next few days were fine, with only two heavy snowfalls, and Song Shu's ice cellar was finally fully filled on the eighth day.

The last piece of ice was placed, the stone door fell, and all the gaps were sealed with wet mud, and the ice storage was finally completed.

The men who participated in the ice harvesting wiped off the sweat from their brows, and received the wages for the past few days from Song Shu, all smiling happily.

"Is this Xianghe Village?"

He Man asked in a not-so-authentic local dialect.

When he heard about Datu County, he was in Dingzhou, but he didn't want to go in the wrong direction. He went further and further away, and his head was bald. Only then did he find the legendary Datu County, and passed by the peddler who sold toppings and soup cakes. Pointing, came to Xianghe Village.

Zhou's daughter-in-law looked at this bearded man. He was dressed like an ordinary merchant, but with his high nose and deep eye sockets, he was clearly a barbarian.Zhou's daughter-in-law was not sure whether she should agree or not.

He Man started talking to himself: "I'm looking for Song Shu, is he there?"

He is looking for Song Silang?Zhou's daughter-in-law looked him up and down, and then looked at the things in his mule cart, which were glowing red, like dried fruits.But she had never seen such a sharp and thin fruit.

"Come with me." Zhou's daughter-in-law said.

This Hu businessman came to Song Shu with a fruit he had never seen before, there must be something wrong, maybe he heard of Song Shu's name, and maybe he wanted to do business with him.With Song Dalang in the Song family, there will be no troubles.

Zhou's daughter-in-law led He Man to the Song family's courtyard.Song Shu and the others just came back and met them at the door.

"Song Silang," Zhou's daughter-in-law was about to speak, when Song Shu ran to the Hu merchant's mule cart, picked up a few dry and thin fruits and smelled them.

"Is this chili?" Song Shu asked.He smelled it again, and held it up to look closely under the sunlight. Regardless of its appearance or smell, it was definitely chili peppers. It was as if there were chili peppers in the world of the Tang Dynasty?

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