After fleeing famine, I have thousands of acres of fertile land

Boss Ye didn't expect that this was possible, any food could be sold for money.

However, he still promised his daughter that there was nothing to do at home in the next two days, and he could also stay in the city to accompany his son.

Wu'an City originally had the habit of eating rice dumplings, but there were not so many varieties.

Ye Qing brought five or six kinds of food this time, both sweet and salty, to cater to people with both tastes.

Just after noon, Boss Ye came back.

"Qingya, do you have any rice dumplings at home? I'll bring some over."

"How are the sales, Dad? Did my brother give all of them as gifts?" Ye Qing brought over two large pots of rice dumplings. Apart from those for gifts, there should be some left.

Boss Ye urged, "Bring me whatever you have at home. They're almost sold out. I'll come back to restock."

Ye Qing was packing the zongzi skillfully while asking, "Dad, sweet zongzi are cheaper, so I understand why they sell so well. But meat zongzi are so expensive, why are they selling so well?"

Boss Ye helped to load the food and explained, "Your second brother put two stoves for me to heat up the rice dumplings. We can only open the shop if there are children who come to the market and cry for them. I only buy sweet rice dumplings to eat, I can't bear to buy meat dumplings."

"and then."

"Many people were attracted by the crying of the child. Two servants came out to buy some duck egg and meat dumplings to eat. They ordered a lot of them and took them back to the master's house as gifts."

When Ye Qing heard about giving gifts, he fell into deep thought, but he didn't quite understand the specifications of giving gifts.

"Dad, I usually send a few kilograms."

Boss Ye didn't even think about it and blurted out, "Six or eight pounds. Or according to the quantity, an even number will do."

"We make it into gift boxes, and you can tell me if you have bought it. It is a fixed weight or a fixed number of pieces, and you can request the types of things to be put in it."

"I'll ask your second brother to write a sign. If someone places an order, we'll make it." After saying that, Boss Ye drove the ox cart out again.

Ye Qing was not idle. He went to find Old Man Ye and asked him to help him weave a few beautiful baskets to hold the rice dumplings.

After listening to Ye Qing's description, Old Man Ye took the processed willow branches and started weaving them quickly.

In half an hour, Old Man Ye had woven the basket that Ye Qing wanted. He also wove a pendant in the shape of a rice dumpling and put it on the basket, which looked very interesting.

Ye Qing took it, put a few wrapped but unsteamed dumplings in it, and walked around twice with it. The quality of the dumplings suddenly improved, making them very prestigious as a gift.

Seeing that his granddaughter liked it, Old Man Ye continued to weave the basket, this time using bamboo.

Li and Zhou helped to make the rice dumplings, and Wei Xin was sent back to rest as she was prone to sleepiness after being pregnant.

Old man Ye spent the afternoon weaving six baskets, each with a lid.

Boss Ye came back in the evening with good news. The rice dumplings he brought today were all sold out, but only two people ordered the gift box, and the others hadn't seen the appearance and were unwilling to buy it.

Ye Qing looked at the two gift boxes he ordered, one contained six meat dumplings and the other contained six duck egg dumplings.

Another option is to put two of each type of rice dumplings, and make sure to have twelve in total.

This is easy. Ye Qing took the rice dumplings from the pot. They were not fully cooked, just 80% done. He went back and steamed them again and they were ready to eat.

Pack the gift box you want, put it aside, and deliver it early tomorrow morning.

The remaining baskets were taken away by Boss Ye and placed on the stall. If anyone wanted gift boxes, they could be packed for him immediately.

Now the whole family is very busy, and the winery and Yipinxiang are left to Ye Xi and Ye Xuan to manage.

Ye Dalang had to go to cut the rice dumplings leaves early in the morning and also help process them.

Ye Qing and three others were responsible for making the rice dumplings. After the dumplings were made, Ye Dalang would cook them.

The family works together in perfect harmony and everyone has work to do.

Old man Ye can now weave more than a dozen baskets every day, and he is just waiting to receive orders and use them.

"Qingya, are there any baskets at home?" Boss Ye started asking before he even entered the door.

Ye Qing came out of the house and pointed to the basket in the corner. "That's all. What's the matter? All the ones I took this morning are used up."

"It's all used up. Your second brother has prepared a few more cakes for you. If you want to give gifts, you can just go there and buy them somewhere else."

"Qingya, your brother has ordered more than 50 boxes this morning. They will be needed tomorrow morning. Here is the list of gift boxes. Can you handle it?"

Ye Qing took it and looked at it carefully. There were many types and quantities of rice dumplings, and it was indeed impossible to make them at home.

There were not enough baskets at home, and Old Man Ye could not weave so many in a day.

"I can do it. I'll go get some help."

After saying that, Ye Qing went out and went to his three uncles' homes first. He asked three aunts to do the work, then asked two aunts to do the work, and also found a few aunts who were skillful to help.

Everyone in the village knows how to weave baskets. My grandfather and several elderly people in the village came to see the basket styles and went back to weave baskets.

Each basket collected by Ye Qing was worth two cents. Each person could earn more than twenty cents a day, which could add some meat to the family, so everyone worked very hard.

There were so many people coming to make rice dumplings that Ye Qing moved the table at home to the shade of a tree in the yard, and went to Uncle Ye Er and Uncle Ye San's homes to get a few tables and stools. The women chatted while working in the yard.

Ye Qing frowned as he watched them chatting. They were in the food business, so would their saliva spray into the rice dumplings?

Ye Qing cut the defective cloth at home into pieces and distributed them to everyone.

They looked at the samples given by Ye Qing, sewed them into the shape of masks, wrapped their hair with a piece of cloth, and then started to make zongzi.

First wrap the pre-ordered rice dumplings, and then wrap some more to sell tomorrow.

Old Man Ye no longer weaves baskets. He and Ye Dalang are responsible for processing the rice dumplings leaves and steaming the dumplings.

Now I take out the stove in the yard that is used to fry lobsters and steam both sides together.

In the evening, Ye Qing gave each person who came to make rice dumplings two dumplings with meat fillings to take home and try.

These women who make zongzi earn 20 wen a day. Some people come to ask if they can come to work. Ye Qing refuses first and will recruit more people when there are more orders later.

But I rejected it in the afternoon, and asked for it back in the evening.

The orders that Boss Ye brought back have doubled. There are still five days until the Dragon Boat Festival, and these days are the peak period for gift-giving. After these days, no one will buy anymore.

Ye Qing hired a few more people and raised each person's wage by ten cents. The working hours also became longer, starting at dawn in the morning and ending at dusk in the evening.

The tung oil at home has to be burned until very late every night. After the rice dumplings are wrapped, they need to be steamed and packed into gift boxes.

The duck eggs at home were consumed quickly. In just two days, all the large jars of pickled duck eggs were used up.

The reason why it is used up so quickly is that Ye Qing will give two salted duck eggs in each gift box to help everyone get used to the taste of salted duck eggs, and he can also sell salted duck eggs separately in the future.

Ye Erlang was also too busy as he had to make a lot of pastries every day.

Several scholars have not returned home in the past few nights, and their families are too busy to cook for them.