Travel to ancient times and become rich women with your bestie

The next day, Xu Hui Niang woke her up early as usual. The stars were still hanging in the sky, and the cool morning breeze gave her a startle.

Dashu squatted in the yard to wash up. In the kitchen, Xu Huiniang had already lit the fire and heated the pot. Feeling sorry for her getting up so early, Zheng Yuan hurriedly told her to go back and sleep for a while.

Zheng Yuan scooped out some water and washed himself briefly. At this time, Duan Minmin and Taoer also came over with torches.

Tao'er and Dashu held torches to light the way for them, and they began to make ice. In order to make it easier to hold and shave the ice, they made the ice smaller this time, just enough to hold in one hand.

Because the ice was divided into several pieces, it took some time. After the last piece of ice was made, they immediately went to call Erhe, and the five of them hurried towards the village entrance.

When we got on the ox cart, we realized that there were especially many people going to the city today. When we saw them, our eyes couldn't help but stare at the buckets they were carrying.

What didn't the two of them understand? This was aimed at their ice jelly business.

With five people on board, there was basically no room left in the ox cart. Zhao Youwang didn't hesitate, he whipped the ox cart and set off. With a full cart of people, he earned more than he had earned in three days of driving before.

The ox cart creaked as it moved forward, and finally someone couldn't help but speak.

"Mother Dashu, your ice jelly business is quite profitable, right?"

Zheng Yuan looked up and saw that it was the aunt next door who was holding a spatula and pretending to pass by his house.

When the three children heard someone asking about their family's ice jelly business, they remembered what Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin had told them yesterday, and they all became alert and sat up straight. Dashu immediately wanted to deny it.

Zheng Yuan reached out and patted his hand, motioning him to calm down, then he spoke slowly.

"What kind of money do you make? It's barely enough to support the family."

Liu Cuilan looked unconvinced: "Mother Dashu, you are not being kind. You don't tell the truth to your fellow villagers. If you don't make money, then your family will eat meat every day?"

"Yes, yes, the whole village can smell the aroma of meat, and yet they say they didn't make any money." A woman immediately agreed.

Although Zheng Yuan wanted to say, "It's none of your business how much I make money," but we are all villagers, and although she is not afraid of offending people, she knows that conjunctivitis is very scary. When everyone was poor, everything was fine, but when you suddenly have a good life, it is inevitable that you will encounter trouble.

There is a very true saying, "When the granaries are full, people know etiquette; when they have enough food and clothing, they know honor and disgrace." If they can't even get enough food, how can they expect people to have any morals or shame? I'm not afraid of conflicts in person, I'm afraid of people doing things behind my back. There are so many people in the village, including women, children and kids. If they really unite to do something bad, they really can't resist.

Zheng Yuan sighed deeply, with a worried look on his face: "We eat meat every day, but there is no such thing as so much meat. I just made a few pennies, and since my family hasn't had oily or meat for a long time, I cut a pound of lean meat for two meals. There are ten people in my family, and everyone eats one and it's gone."

"That's not right, Dashu Madam, how can this pound of meat be so fragrant? The aroma is so strong that it almost floats to the village entrance, making my little grandson cry with greed." Liu Cuilan next door had a look of disbelief on her face.

When the others heard her say that she only bought a pound of lean meat, they also felt that they didn't make much money, because lean meat does not have much fat. The villagers prefer to buy fatty meat. When they have spare money at home, they will occasionally buy a pound of fatty meat to satisfy their hunger.

But after hearing what Liu Cuilan said, everyone's eyes became inquiring again, after all, she lived next door to Zheng Yuan's house.

The two of them were cursing in their hearts, it just seems that you have a very sharp nose, why don’t you become a police dog with such a sharp nose.

"I asked the pork seller to give me those pork shanks. They are cooked on the stove every day and they smell really good. If you don't believe me, ask Li Juxian. She saw us carrying them back that day."

Li Juxian was also in the car today, and had been staring at the family with envy, when suddenly this question was thrown to her. The other women all looked at her with burning eyes, waiting for her answer.

Thinking of the day when she opened the lid of the bucket and saw a pile of bare bones with a few strands of meat hanging on them, she felt a little disdainful: "That's right, there's not a single bit of meat on those bare bones, but Sister Chen treats them like treasures and won't even let me take a look at them."

After hearing what she said, everyone else gave up. What's so delicious about these big bones? They were just given away as a gift from the meat stall. Sometimes, if you really don't have money, you can spend a penny to buy a bunch of them to enjoy the taste.

But Liu Cuilan insisted: "Dashu Niang, tell us, every family can make ice jelly, why can yours sell well and make money?"

When the others heard this, they agreed. If you can sell it, then you must have some tricks up your sleeve. At this time of year, the family didn't have much income. If they could learn something, their family life would be better. So everyone looked over eagerly, wishing they could open the buckets in their hands and take a look.

Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin looked at each other helplessly. They wanted to curse her ancestors for eighteen generations. This person must be a trumpet spirit in disguise. He was trying to get to the bottom of things and even asked how many bowls of rice our Luo Gou cooked.

After thinking for a while, Zheng Yuan nudged Duan Minmin and told her to cover the ice bucket tightly. He sighed deeply and said, "That's why we can't make money! Every family can make ice jelly. If we want to sell it, we have to find a way."

"You don't know, although this ice jelly is not worth much, people in the city have tried all kinds of new food. In order to sell it, we add a big spoonful of sugar. Brown sugar is expensive and not durable. One pound can add more than ten bowls."

"By chance, I got to know the noble lady from Mr. Zhang's house. She gave us an idea to grind fine ice into the ice powder. Do you know how expensive ice is in the hot summer? One piece of ice costs one or two taels of silver. This is what the noble lady from Mr. Zhang's house gave us from her own share. The noble lady didn't give it to us for free, so we had to give back the money from the sale."

"If this happens, we will only have a little money left after working hard all day. How can we make any big money?"

What? Add brown sugar and ice?! After hearing what she said, the women who were originally jealous suddenly lost interest. How could something with both sugar and ice not taste good and sell well?

Even if they gritted their teeth and bought the candy, where would they get the money to buy the ice? What's more, they couldn't buy it even if they had money. Didn't they hear from Dashu Niang that it was distributed by a nobleman in Mr. Zhang's mansion? How could they know such a nobleman?

The villagers didn't have much money, and they were jealous because they wanted to improve their family's life. If they put so much money into the business, and if they couldn't sell it, they would lose everything, which would be a loss. They didn't dare to take the risk. For a moment, they were quiet, and they just looked at Zheng Yuan and her family with envy.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I always feel that these people seem to have gained a little weight, and don’t look like they were about to be blown down by the wind like before.

Everyone was thinking about what Zheng Yuan said. No one spoke anymore and it became quiet for a while, with only the creaking sound of the ox cart remaining.

But Zheng Yuan and Duan Minmin dared not relax, the ice bucket was in the car, if someone curious opened the lid and took a look like Li Juxian did that day, it would be difficult to fool them. So, neither of them dared to doze off, they just kept their eyes wide open and guarded the ice bucket.

Fortunately, I went to bed early last night so the journey was not that difficult. Accompanied by the chirping of insects in the grass by the roadside, I soon arrived at the gate of Yongding County.