Sister Han is good at farming

Ruan Qingqing looked up and saw that it was Yan Zechen. She was surprised for a moment. She pointed at herself and Ruan Wantie next to her and asked, "Uncle Yan is looking for us?"

"Well, that's right!"

"What's the matter?"

Usually she would take the initiative to go to the Yan family to sell blueprints or ask Yan the carpenter to make things, but this was the first time she was invited.

"You will know when you arrive." Yan Zechen was unwilling to reveal.

Ruan Qingqing and Ruan Wantie looked at each other, full of suspicion, and followed Yan Zechen to Yan's house.

After entering the Yan family's courtyard and looking at the noble man drinking tea at the stone table, Ruan Qingqing felt a moment of familiarity, as if she had seen him somewhere.

"Old Fourth Ruan and the girl from the Ruan family, you're here! Come and sit down, come and sit down!" Yan Qufeng greeted Ruan Qingqing and her daughter enthusiastically.

He felt a great sense of accomplishment because he had built the "overhead crane". He couldn't help but feel a little close to Ruan Qingqing and her daughter who came up with the idea.

"Brother Yan, you have guests at home today!" Ruan Wantie is no longer like before, when he would get weak in the knees when seeing a wealthy family. Now he can handle it with ease.

"This is my wife's maternal cousin, so he's not an outsider. Come, sit down! Sit down!" Yan Qufeng introduced with a smile.

Wen Chunwen nodded to Ruan Wantie and smiled at Ruan Qingqing, "Miss Ruan, long time no see!"

At this time, Ruan Qingqing remembered that this was the merchant who bought bamboo hairpins that her second uncle Ruan Wanyin introduced to her at the Fugui Restaurant last year.

"Boss Wen, long time no see!" Ruan Qingqing returned the greeting.

"Brother Yan, is there something important that made you call us here?" Ruan Wantie went straight to the point. He really couldn't afford to play along.

Wen Chunwen took a sip of tea and said, "To be precise, I have something to ask you. The bamboo hairpins I bought from you last year were very popular. My family happened to be worried about my cousin and her family, so they asked me to come and visit them. I know you live nearby, so I wanted to ask if you have any other new things."

"This..." Ruan Wantie looked at Ruan Qingqing.

Ruan Qingqing thought for a moment, "At present, the only sample we have is the red mat. I wonder if you are interested?"

"Red mat?" Wen Chunwen frowned and looked at Yan Qufeng.

Yan Qufeng smiled and said, "It's probably made of sorghum stalks. I've seen villagers make it before. It's quite unique."

Wen Chunwen nodded, "Are there any finished products?"

"Yes, let's go home and get it."

"Ah."

After a while, Ruan Qingqing and Ruan Wantie came over with two red mats, one with red and white stripes, and one with a complicated pattern.

A flash of surprise flashed across Wen Chunwen's eyes. "What's the difference between this mat and the others?"

"It is smoother and cooler than straw or rattan mats, and less cold than bamboo mats. Even in summer or autumn, you don't have to worry about getting cold in the middle of the night when you sleep on it. If it's hot in midsummer, spread the mat on the ground to sleep. It's not only cool but also isolates the moisture from the ground."

Speaking of the red banquet, Ruan Qingqing spoke freely, looking calm and composed.

"It is quite unique." Wen Chunwen nodded. "How much do these mats cost? How much are they?"

"The plain and elegant ones are three taels of silver each, while the ones with elaborate patterns are ten taels of silver each. There are not many with elaborate patterns, only fifty; the plain and elegant ones are more, and we haven't had time to count them yet."

Wen Chunwen frowned, "Is the price so expensive?"

"You just said it's unique. Since it's unique, its price is certainly not comparable to that of mediocre goods. Moreover, our processing is more complicated and the weaving process is more complex, so it's worth the price. The most important thing is that this is our friendly price for you. You may ask for double the price next time."

Ruan Qingqing said slowly.

"Ms. Ruan's eloquence is as good as ever!" Wen Chunwen curled his lips.

"Compared with you, I'm just a dwarf. Excuse me!" Ruan Qingqing responded with ease.

"Okay! I'm going to stay here for a few more days, so you should keep track. After three days, I'll take everything away."

Hearing Wen Chunwen's heroic words in a gentle voice, the sales of red mats suddenly increased. Ruan Qingqing was in a good mood and decided to reveal some information to him.

"Thank you! I promise you'll thank yourself for your decision today!"

"Oh?" Wen Chunwen raised his eyebrows.

"I know a little about this. It should be related to Qingqing's search for old man Quanfu in the early spring, right?" Ming came over with tea and said with a faint smile while refilling tea for everyone at the table.

"Well, it's just that I can't reveal too much for now. But when you sell it, can you introduce it to everyone as a Qingshui Hongxi?"

"The sorghum red mat from Qingshui County?"

"Ah."

Wen Chunwen looked at Ruan Qingqing in surprise, "Are you planning to build a Red Seat Town?"

"We don't know when this drought will end. We can't grow too many other crops just relying on the water from Yingshui River. Drought-resistant sorghum is undoubtedly our first choice. Sorghum fruit can fill our stomachs, and sorghum stalks can be used to weave red mats. If the red mats sell well, we won't have such a hard time."

Wen Chunwen looked at her a little longer this time.

"it is good!"

In the disaster area, she not only did not complain, but also tried to save herself and actively find a way out. This kind of tenacity is awe-inspiring, not to mention that this came from a teenage girl.

About ten years old!

Wen Chunwen couldn't help but look into the distance, as if thinking about something.

"By the way, does your family run a food business?" Thinking of the ducks stored at home, Ruan Qingqing decided to ask. She didn't know many business people.

"Miss Ruan, are you planning to take advantage of me alone?" Wen Chunwen asked with a smile in his eyes.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you. Didn't everyone raise ducks at home to prevent locust plagues? Now that I see the ducks losing weight, I feel a little worried." Ruan Qingqing said embarrassedly.

Wen Chunwen appreciated her honesty. "I have heard about this. But you should have a lot of ducks, right? After all, you can eliminate the locusts before they become a disaster. With such a large number of ducks, not to mention the restaurants under my name, even the other time-honored restaurants in Yunqing Country can't eat them. Because we all have exclusive supply channels, we won't easily change them without special reasons.

If you want to get rid of these ducks, you can either open a new restaurant, develop new dishes that use duck as an ingredient and can be quickly marketed, or export them overseas. There are only three ways."

Perhaps moved by Ruan Qingqing's tenacity, Wen Chunwen casually gave her a few more advice.

After thanking her, Ruan Qingqing began to think about it.

Her family didn't have the conditions to open a new restaurant. They didn't have enough money and didn't have a good chef. They didn't have the channels to sell their products overseas. The distance was long and the transportation and preservation of food were also a problem. They also had to develop new dishes that could be quickly promoted...

Ruan Qingqing thought of roast duck, but she only knew how to eat it but not how to cook it. The key point was that roast duck needed to be made with honey, which was something that was hard to come by here.

For a moment, things came to a stalemate again.