Age: My Small World

Chapter 143 Canned
There is a stone quarry in the provincial capital.

There are stone carving masters there, and jade is also one of their businesses.

In the past, whether they were national players or apprentices, they are now all factory workers, and the only difference in salary is the worker grade.

The jade stones that Yang Jun got were not precious, but the carving masters should be top-notch, and they even had the skills of internal engraving and mixed in inlay engraving.

In terms of level, such a master should be considered an international sculptor. No wonder his works are sold in department stores. No one else is qualified at all.

Of course, for Yang Jun, no matter how beautiful the carving is, it has only one function, which is to provide spiritual water.

By the way, the expanded area will only make the water flow wider, and some fresh water can be added later, so that the water supply will be more sufficient.

Skipping the digression, his gaze was now fixed on the stone platform.

After absorbing so much jade, the stone platform continued to produce spiritual water.

No matter how much spiritual water there is, it seems difficult for it to cross the entrance of the stone platform.

In the end, these few hundred dollars brought Yang Jun more than a thousand drops of spiritual water, a total of about 1,100, which was enough to allow the ten acres of land to be harvested several times in a row. The gains were far greater than the expenditure.

The key is that he paid basically no cost, which means higher profits.

"Come, come, come. I'm happy today. I'll give you another spiritual rain. This time, I'll give you more spiritual water."

Every time there is a good harvest, he would bring a heavy rain that would benefit the entire small world.

This is beneficial to water circulation and also adds spiritual water to all animals and plants, allowing them to maintain good health and thrive.

The bees were not afraid of the rain at all. Instead, they rushed up to the sky in the heavy rain to absorb the little bit of spiritual water that was diffused in the air.

Some even had to give some to the queen bee, so they didn't get any to drink.

The queen bee is actually not that short of it. Yang Jun feeds it a drop every day, which is a considerable amount.

"Hehe!" A little wild boar grunted and dug the ground, trying to dig open the cage.

But it didn't know that what really restricted them was not just a door, but also Yang Jun's will.

After touching Xiao Si who came up to him and rubbed a drop of spiritual water, Yang Jun slowly left the space.

This trip was very fruitful. His spiritual water amounted to almost two thousand yuan, and his savings amounted to four thousand yuan. He had never been so rich before.

So he turned around and walked back into the department store.

This time, Yang Jun changed his clothes and took off his scarf, and immediately turned into a very energetic and handsome young boy.

He still didn't stay on the first floor for too long. This time he wanted to buy something for his family.

"I can buy her a pair of cotton shoes. She always doesn't want to wear them. How about buying her two pairs?"

"My eldest and second sisters are the same. They don't have their own scarves, so they buy one ready-made one."

Eldest sister Yang Hongmei knitted a scarf for him, but she had nothing of her own, which made Yang Jun feel bad, but it was also a kind of care.

I have to buy her a headscarf. She doesn’t like to wear scarves, but a headscarf is fine.

This is the general image of middle-aged women.

With a headscarf and a cotton jacket, and hands in the sleeves, it would be almost exactly the same.

"It would be best to get a pot for the house. I also want one for myself, but it's probably not easy to get one."

Not to mention the countryside, even the city supported steel construction everywhere, so it was not uncommon for every household to be short of pots.

"It's best to take it with you when you go back, otherwise you'll have to explain it for a long time later."

This time when I go back, I will say that all the things were bought with my royalties, and I will definitely admit it.

If she buys it in the county town, she can go to the city to return the item.

"Why don't we go to the dark market in the West Market tomorrow? I heard they sell flowers, birds, fish and insects there, maybe we can enrich the species in our small world." The big purchase was completed.

Taking advantage of the fact that the tickets had not yet been completely differentiated, Yang Jun bought some extra candy and wine.

The wine is for the master, and the sugar is useful to keep. If you are starving at home in the future, you can secretly take a sip of sweet water and drink it, which will definitely cool you down.

Of course, Yang Jun felt that as long as he was there, such a situation would not happen at home.

He also bought a lot of cups and jars to store things.

I also bought a lot of canned food. I remember Cheng Xiaoyu ate it once and almost cried with happiness.

Canned food will gradually become a necessary item for gifts in the future. It is quite expensive, costing 20 cents per can.

Twenty years later, the price will double and be almost as valuable as pork.

Yang Jun had a lot of money, so he didn't care about these things. He bought twenty more. In fact, in terms of practicality, the jars themselves were enough to pay for themselves.

The other thing is salt. He is determined to make cured fish.

When the wild boar family grows up, it is hard to say whether some of them will turn into bacon.

After buying these things, he didn't know what to buy for a while. He had a lot of money but couldn't spend it.

"Keep it. Go to the West Market tomorrow and see what's going on. Maybe you can find someone selling jade."

After all, the dark market in the north is mainly for grain trading. Few people come here to play, and most of them just come to watch the fun.

When it comes to enjoying flowers and birds, the best place to go is Xishi.

Liu Shangxun went to Xishi more often and met a lot of people there.

The reason why I didn't introduce him to Yang Jun last time was that I subconsciously kept something in reserve.

For Yang Jun, the two dark markets naturally made the northern one more suitable, as he came here purely to sell grain.

Speaking of this, he always frowns at the tens of thousands of pounds of sweet potatoes.

With so much grain, the selling price is lower than that of corn and wheat, so the cost-effectiveness is really not high.

"But we planted sweet potatoes for emergency purposes, so we can't forget our original intention."

In a situation like next year, if you can give out an extra sweet potato, you might be able to save a life.

"After that, I'll store all the sweet potatoes. They're not worth much anyway, so it probably doesn't matter whether I sell them or not." He doesn't mind the three hundred yuan.

I wanted to have a big meal at noon, but I came across a stall selling rotten meat noodles, so I just sat down and started eating.

The rotten pork noodles are cheap and simple, but he likes it very much.

A mouthful of noodles has a hint of meaty flavor, which is much more satisfying than eating buns.

Just at this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

Yang Jun took a closer look and suddenly turned his head away.

"Why is he here?"

At a stall not far from Yang Jun, a middle-aged man was anxiously waiting for lunch.

If he was not mistaken, that person should be Zhou Qiang from Fei County.

Although the two had only met a few times and had not interacted much, he was undoubtedly impressed by Zhou Qiang's ability, his good vision, and most importantly, his understanding heart.

If such a person appeared in the provincial capital at this time with such an expression, then things would be very tricky.

Yang Jun didn't know whether he should go up and say hello.

　New books for collection
　　
　
(End of this chapter)