The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

"What? Sissy? You said I'm a sissy." Mo Jinghong pretended to be angry and reached out to pinch Wen Qingcheng's cheek.

"Oh, it hurts... it hurts, I'm not saying anything about you, okay, okay, I was wrong, Brother Mo." Wen Qingcheng knew without even looking that his facial expression was very distorted and must be extremely ugly, so she quickly begged for mercy.

Wen Yuxue looked at Mo Jinghong and then at Wen Qingcheng, opened her arms and hugged Wen Qingcheng's neck, smiling happily.

Ah Falcon was in the yard, and through the bedroom window he saw the three of them talking and laughing, looking like a very happy family of three. He shook his head and chuckled, then took the basin and went to wash Xue'er's diaper.

Ye Xiuying came back just before noon and shouted outside the door: "Qingcheng - Axuan - come out and help."

When Wen Qingcheng heard Ye Xiuying's voice, she hurried out. Ajun opened the door and saw Ye Xiuying jumping off an ox cart with a black donkey skin on it.

"Qingcheng, I got some black donkey skin. I can't carry it by myself, so you two should carry it in." Ye Xiuying wiped the sweat off her forehead and took out a few copper coins from her bosom and handed them to the uncle driving the ox cart.

Mo Jinghong came out upon hearing the voice and saw the black donkey skin. He was also looking forward to Wen Qingcheng's next experiment and was curious about what exactly the donkey-hide gelatin she was talking about was.

Ah Falcon and Wen Qingcheng came in carrying the donkey skin. "Where should we put it?" Ah Falcon held his breath and turned his face away. The donkey skin was so fishy and smelly that he almost vomited.

"I'll do it." Mo Jinghong stepped forward and tried to take the donkey skin from Wen Qingcheng.

"No, don't get involved." Before Wen Qingcheng finished her words, Mo Jinghong took her over and pushed her aside.

Wen Qingcheng hurried to the front to clear the way.

"Put it next to the well in the backyard. Be careful." Wen Qingcheng moved the obstacles on the wall and directed the two to put the things on the ground.

Ye Xiuying also came over, patted the dust off her hands, scooped up a bucket of water, and washed her hands. "We need to wash this donkey skin quickly. It stinks and will definitely attract flies."

"Well, we'll start after lunch. Brother Mo, mother just came back, why don't you go and cook~" Wen Qingcheng said in a tender voice.

Mo Jinghong raised the corner of his mouth and stroked Wen Qingcheng's hair, his voice was also very gentle. "Okay, I'll go cook."

A Shun's eyes widened. Is this still his young master? He does whatever Miss Wen tells him to do. It's true that there is always someone better than you.

"I'm going to drink some water, I'll do it." Ye Xiuying said and went into the house. Originally Chuyi had to do a lot of work at home, but now Chuyi has recovered his memory and turned into a nobleman. Although he is not treated as a guest, he cannot be asked to cook.

"Aunt, just take a good rest. I'll ask Axuan to help you." Mo Jinghong said with a smile.

Wen Qingcheng felt that the dishes cooked by Mo Jinghong were quite good after eating them. The style was completely different from that cooked by Ye Xiuying. It was nice to change the taste occasionally.

"Mom, go lie down and rest for a while, and then look at the child." Wen Qingcheng carried Ye Xiuying into the house. When Xueer saw Ye Xiuying coming back, she immediately turned over, opened her little hands to ask for a hug, and made babbling sounds.

"Xue'er, do you miss your mother?" Ye Xiuying picked up Xue'er. Xue'er was immediately happy. She touched Ye Xiuying's nose and giggled.

Wen Qingcheng poured Ye Xiuying a glass of water and asked about the donkey skin. If she opened a workshop in the future, she would have to contact the supplier of donkey skin.

"Mom, where did you buy the donkey skin? You must have been to many places this morning."

Ye Xiuying swallowed a mouthful of water, put the cup aside and said, "No, I asked the uncle who drives the ox cart in our village. He often goes to the town and knows a lot of things. It just so happened that he went to the town today and sent me there. It went smoothly."

“Who sells this?”

"It's a shop that serves donkey banquets. Many rich people go there and the business is very good. He had a lot of donkey skins and asked me how many I wanted. I said I only wanted one piece and he charged me 30 wen per jin. He saw that I wanted it and I thought it was a bit expensive, so I bargained with him for a long time. Anyway, they didn't need this stuff, so he finally charged me 20 wen per jin."

"This thing is quite heavy. How much did it cost?"

"This one weighed thirty-five kilograms. It cost a total of 700 coins."

Wen Qingcheng was a little surprised. In the past few years of the Great Qi Dynasty, one cent was equivalent to the purchasing power of two yuan in her previous life. 700 cents was equivalent to the purchasing power of 1400 yuan in Wen Qingcheng's previous life. The price didn't seem cheap, but it was acceptable.

"The cost is no more than one hundred yuan, plus labor and other costs. I plan to sell one pound of donkey-hide gelatin for one tael of silver."

Ye Xiuying took a deep breath, "One tael of silver per pound? Is there anyone who can buy it?"

It's no wonder Ye Xiuying was surprised. One tael of silver was equivalent to the purchasing power of 2000 yuan in Wen Qingcheng's previous life. In fact, in the Great Qi Dynasty, the purchasing power of silver was different every year. I heard from Ye Xiuying before that when she was young, one tael of silver could be exchanged for 1500 coins. Now one tael of silver can only be exchanged for 1000 coins. It's different in each period.

"Our donkey hide gelatin is expensive, and the process is complicated. It is not expensive to sell it at 1 tael of silver per pound."

"How much glue can be produced from such a piece of skin?"

"This piece of skin weighs more than 3 kilograms. After removing the hair and drying, it will only weigh about 1 kilograms. Basically, the ratio is 2:1, and if it's good, it's 2:4. One piece of skin can produce to kilograms of glue."

Ye Xiuying began to count on her fingers again, "If we can sell 4 jin of glue, we can earn 4 liang of silver. The cost is 700 wen, and our net profit is..."

Wen Qingcheng smiled and said, "We can make a net profit of more than 3 taels. We can sell one pot at a time and not overstock. If we can sell two pots a month, it will be enough for our family to live well."

Ye Xiuying's eyes sparkled, "Why do we need to cook two pots a month? One pot a month, earning four taels of silver, is enough for our family to live a good life."

"This is just the beginning. Once we open up the market, we can produce one pot a day."

Ye Xiuying was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling. "If we can really make a pot a day, we will be rich. The process is so complicated, it's not realistic to make a pot a day."

"If we really open up the market, we will start hiring people. We will work on the assembly line, with each person responsible for several processes, and we will clean up the workshop at the back."

"Qingcheng, I can't even imagine how difficult it was for us to leave the house with nothing..." Ye Xiuying said.

"No matter how difficult it is, it's over. Didn't you expect to live in such a nice courtyard at that time? Mom, don't worry, leave it to me. I will realize everything I said step by step."

I heard Ah Falcon come in with the dishes, "The food is ready, you can eat now."

"Okay, get out now."

"Xue'er, let's go eat." Ye Xiuying was very happy and carried Xue'er to the outer hall.

Wen Qingcheng went to help get the bowls and chopsticks. After the family finished their meal and sat for a while, Wen Qingcheng began to call Mo Jinghong and A Xuan to help deal with the donkey skin.

"Mom, you can coax Xue'er to take a nap first, and we can do it." Wen Qingcheng went to find a scraper and a brush. By the way, she found a few pairs of plastic gloves from the space.

"Brother Axuan, Brother Mo." Wen Qingcheng gave each of them a pair.

Mo Jinghong picked up the gloves in his hand and looked at them. "Where did you find them? I've never seen them before."