Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

This matter started with Du Wenchan's past. Back then, under the instigation of Qin Dingxiang, Le and Du Wenshan sold her to a flower boat passing through the capital.

Lu Fanghai, Du Wenxiu, Fan Chengyi and Wu Xiaoliu went to ask for Du Wenchan's release, but they could not afford the redemption money.

In a hurry, Fan Chengyi went home to ask Fan Zhao for money. When he turned around, he saw his old friends passing by the boat to watch the fun.

He immediately borrowed 100 taels of silver from Fan Chengyi and successfully rescued Du Wenchan.

Although he gradually saved up money to repay the debt, Du Wenxiu never forgot what his benefactor looked like.

When I see it now, I recognize it at a glance.

Du Wenxiu rushed forward, but scared the young master Chen Wenju.

After she explained the reason, he opened his fan with a "whoosh" sound, fanning himself with wind, and said in a casual manner:

"I was wondering what it was. It's just a small matter, not worth mentioning. Madam Du, please don't be too polite. It's just a small matter, a small matter."

When old friends meet and there is a favor between them, the deal was agreed to three-quarters before they even discussed it.

Originally, Chen Wenju came here with the intention of finding trouble. Although he was good friends with Bi Cun, he felt that it would lower his status for a young master like him to negotiate such a small business as pickles.

If I don't find three, four, five, or six faults, how can I justify my self-proclaimed sharp tongue?

But now that I recognize that he is an acquaintance, I should be more careful when doing things.

"I wonder what Fan Chengyi is doing for a living now? Is he still fighting and killing people like before?"

Chen Wenju asked about Fan Chengyi while tasting the pickles on the plate with chopsticks.

Du Wenxiu smiled and replied, "My brother-in-law went to the capital about two months ago. Because my father-in-law announced that he was returning home due to illness, it was inconvenient to send letters. I only know that he had not returned half a month ago, and now I don't know much."

"Huh?" Chen Wenju paused, turned his head and asked, "Since he went to the capital, why didn't he come to find me?"

He couldn't help but feel puzzled, and felt that the plate of pickled cucumbers in front of him was crisp and refreshing, and tasted much better than similar pickles he had eaten before. He couldn't help but take a few more bites with his chopsticks, and his mouth felt a little salty.

When Du Wenchan saw this, she quickly asked someone to bring some steaming white flour buns. Chen Wenju took one and ate it with the pickles. He found the pickles very fragrant and delicious.

"Maybe he's afraid that Young Master Chen is busy and he doesn't want to disturb him." Du Wenxiu said softly with a faint smile on his face.

Chen Wenju kept shaking his head and mumbling, "I just got this job a few days ago. Before that, I was just hanging around and had nothing to do."

"Fan Chengyi knows me. Every time he goes to the capital, he always asks me out for a drink. It's a bit strange that he didn't say anything this time."

Du Wenxiu glanced at Yulan who was sitting next to him, and saw some doubt in her eyes.

That being said, I went to see him every time, but this time I went to the capital and haven't seen him for such a long time, I'm afraid there is some hidden secret.

This actually fits with Yulan's previous guess...

"The pickles you have here are a little different from the ones I usually eat. They are crisper and not too salty. How are they made?"

Chen Wenju tilted his head and looked at Du Wenchan, only to see that she was smiling without saying anything. Suddenly he realized something and laughed:

"It's me who talks too much."

With two white flour steamed buns, he finished the two plates of pickled cucumbers and eight-treasure pickles.

"I wonder how big your workshop is, how much you produce every day, and whether it's enough to supply my goods."

Chen Wenjuan burped and asked.

Du Wenxiu smiled slightly, stepped forward and said softly:

"I wonder if Master Chen has any plans for the afternoon? If not, why don't we have lunch together and then go to the workshop for a tour."

"This way, Master Chen will have a clear idea in his mind, and we can discuss future cooperation."

"Well, that's fine." Chen Wenju thought for a moment, then waved to his attendant to go home and tell him that he might not be back until the evening.

Several people had good intentions, and the dishes prepared by Zang Yaxuan were sumptuous, which made Dada and Du Wenxiu proud, and the meal was a great pleasure for both the host and the guests.

They went to the workshop together in the afternoon, but Chen Wenju was surprised.

I originally thought that the scale of making pickles would not be very large, and it would be just a small workshop.

He had also made preparations in his mind. As long as the workshop was clean enough, even if the shipment volume was small and could only supply one or two of his own restaurants, he would still have to sign the order first.

At worst, when they make money in the future, they can help to start the business themselves.

But when I got there, I saw dozens of women coming and going in the workshop, busy but not disorderly.

After listening to Du Wenxiu's introduction, I was even more surprised. It turned out that only half of the workers were working, and the other half had to take over in the afternoon.

It seems that as long as the raw materials are supplied, even if the shipment volume is small, his own restaurant can be opened without worrying about out of stock.

Sure enough, according to Du Wenxiu, the raw materials for pickles in the surrounding areas of Dongxing County are basically purchased by Wenyuefang.

In Dongxing County, Wenyuefang is also a major taxpayer.

In particular, there is a pharmacy in the workshop. According to them, people working in the workshop can see doctors in the pharmacy for free, and the medicine is half price.

Chen Wenjuan is also the descendant of a large family. Even if he is uneducated, his knowledge is incomparable to ordinary people.

Just looking at the flow of people coming in and out of the pharmacy, if they continue to do things this way, the loss of cash flow in a day will be a huge amount.

But since they do this, they can afford the loss.

This also indirectly shows that this model in the workshop has always been profitable, which is why it can support the expenses.

Chen Wenju couldn't help but feel more confident about this order.

If I can sign a profitable business, maybe my dad will scold me less.

“However, although the shipment volume in this workshop is not small, the goods have always been in short supply.”

Chen Wenju had sharp ears and was immediately startled when he heard this: What a joke, with such a large shipment volume, there is still a shortage of supply?

I originally thought they were asking their own restaurant to help with shipments.

"Yes, we have cooperation with the Chi family in Beijing, and Young Master Chi also has shares in this workshop."

"Huh? Chi Linghua actually took the initiative?"

Chen Wenju couldn't help but raise his voice and uttered these words.

As soon as he said this, he felt something was wrong. He looked around and saw that the ladies were all looking at him in surprise.

Only then did he realize what he had said.

He coughed dryly to cover up: "I mean, you actually got in touch with the Chi family, haha..."

Du Wenxiu smiled slightly and said, "Yes, Master Chi has been cooperating with us for nearly half a year, and the workshop has been expanded step by step to this with his support."

"Hmm...I see." Chen Wenju rolled his eyes and asked, "Do you have any extra goods to sell to our restaurant?"

"Because we didn't have more channels to sell to at that time, we stocked up according to the quantity we supplied to the Chi family."

Chen Wenju frowned when he heard this, and then he heard Du Wenxiu say, "But now is a good opportunity to sign the contract, so Master Chen doesn't have to worry."