A tragic journey through ancient times, trying to make money

So it would be best to go to the village tomorrow to see which families have more to sell, and ask them to deliver them to the workshop within one day."

Grandpa Zhang nodded and said, "This is a big deal. There's no need to wait until tomorrow. After dinner, I'll go to the village and ask which families have extra supplies. Then I'll make a note of it and ask them to deliver it on the date."

"Uh-huh."

After dinner.

Grandpa Zhang went to the village. Fortunately, it was a rural area, and every household grew onions, cilantro, ginger, garlic, etc., so Grandpa Zhang asked every family. Almost all families agreed to sell these, so Grandpa Zhang talked to every family.

We will start delivering to the first house at the entrance of the village tomorrow, and deliver to each house once a day. When we reach the last house at the end of the village, we will start again from the entrance of the village. If there is no more at any house, we will tell the next house and they will deliver it the next day.

The agreed prices are 2 cents per pound for green onions and cilantro, and 4 cents per pound for ginger and garlic, tentatively set at 15 pounds of each per day.

Some families in the village planted less chili peppers. After listening to what Grandpa Zhang said, they all thought that they would plant more tomorrow. After all, the Zhang family will continue to make chili peppers.

There are dozens of households in the village. Even if they rotate once every two months, the price of buying once is more than 100 Wen, which is enough to buy salt, sauce and vinegar for the family for two months.

The same goes for peppers. I have to save more seeds this year and plant more peppers next year, so that I can earn another income.

At night, after Zhang Yunyue finished washing up and returned to her room, she remembered that she had to make an attendance statistics sheet. It would be fine for one or two days, but over a long period of time it would be difficult to remember who had asked for leave.

Zhang Yunyue took out a pen and paper and wrote down the names of each worker. Then he found a board to use as a ruler and went to the stove to find a thin, burnt firewood stick.

I made a table with the date of each day marked on it and each day divided into morning and afternoon. I could just tick a box when I went to work and another box when I left work. This way, it would be clear at a glance when calculating the monthly salary and full attendance at the beginning of next month.

Early the next morning.

Zhang Yunyue and Grandpa Zhang went to the workshop to help. All the employees had already arrived. Zhang Yunyue unlocked the workshop door and the doors of each room. Then he took out the attendance sheet he brought from home and ticked the attendance of all the workers.

When Qi Kai, the first family in the village, started work, he brought over green onions, cilantro, ginger and garlic.

Qi Kai placed the backpack in the yard and emptied out everything inside:

"Yueyue, these are my scallions, cilantro, ginger and garlic. Weigh them. I picked the scallions and cilantro from the field early in the morning. They have been sorted out and there is no mud on them."

Zhang Yunyue took a rough look and found no problems, so he took out a scale from the warehouse and weighed each item, then settled the money.

The staff in the big kitchen had already cleaned up the place. Seeing that the onions and cilantro had been weighed, they took them to the river to wash them. Fortunately, when it was built,

There is a small river next to the workshop, and there is no one living around, and no one has reclaimed the land, so the water in the river is very clean.

After they came back from washing, Zhang Yunyue specifically found Aunt Mu and Chen Yu and asked them to fry 10 kilograms of peanuts every afternoon and put them in a ceramic jar, and then Zhang Yunyue or Grandpa Zhang would take them home when they got home from work.

Everything was ready, and the staff in the kitchen began to boil chili oil. Zhang Yunyue watched from the side. The good thing was that everyone was more skilled today than yesterday, and the chili oil they boiled was almost the same as Zhang Yunyue's in color and taste.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhang Yunyue opened the workshop door and saw Zhang Lei, Li Xiaohai, Li Xiaohe and several others standing in front of the workshop, each carrying a bundle of firewood.

"Yueyue, your workshop needs firewood, right? A few of us went to the mountain to chop firewood yesterday afternoon, but we came back a little late yesterday and couldn't bring it to you, so we brought it to you early this morning. You see, we brought it in big bundles."

Zhang Lei showed the firewood that several people were looking at to Zhang Yunyue. Zhang Yunyue took a look and found that indeed, these two bundles of firewood were equivalent to the three bundles of firewood they usually sold.

Zhang Yunyue saw that they were friends who grew up together, and said with a smile

"Brother Leizi, Brother Xiaohai, Brother Xiaohe, it's you. The firewood workshop needs it. Your firewood is really big. Just carry it in and put it in the firewood room over here."

After saying that, he pointed to a room next to the big kitchen where firewood was stored.

"Of course, we are friends. We will definitely buy more bundles of firewood for your workshop. The most important thing is that we can make money without going to town. We are very happy!"

Zhang Lei carried firewood and spoke as he walked.

"Yes, this is the firewood we chopped ourselves. We earn money ourselves. When the peddler comes to the village, we can sell things, hehe." Li Xiaohai also smiled and raised his eyebrows at Li Xiaohe.

When Li Xiaohe heard him say this, he knew what he wanted to buy from the peddler.

Fortunately, Zhang Yunyue had some copper coins in her purse. Grandma Zhang had asked her to carry them with her since yesterday. After all, people could come to sell things to the workshop at any time.

So considering the onions and cilantro I bought this morning and the firewood we have now, it is completely necessary to prepare some copper coins.

Zhang Yunyue saw that the firewood of several people was relatively large, so he gave each of them 3 coins.

"You can also call your friends to go to the mountain to chop firewood. My workshop needs it anytime. You can chop it and bring it over."

"Okay, Yueyue, I'll listen to you. We'll go to the mountain to chop firewood and then deliver it to your workshop." Zhang Lei agreed.

Zhang Lei and the other two took the copper coins and said goodbye to Zhang Yunyue and left. Zhang Yunyue looked at the three of them gathered together and said that they would go up the mountain to chop firewood in the afternoon.

The next few days.

The workers in the workshop became more and more skilled at their work, and the chili oil they made became more and more successful, and the amount was increasing. Zhang Yunyue counted carefully and found that 17 1700-jin pottery jars were all filled, which meant there were about kilograms of chili oil.

Zhang Yunyue thought that when she got home she could ask Zhang's father to go to town tomorrow and ask Tianxianglou to arrange a vehicle to load the pottery. An oxcart could carry at most four 4-jin pottery jars, so Tianxianglou would have to arrange at least four oxcarts.

Come home from work.

Zhang Yunyue saw Zhang's father sitting in the yard. Today, his second uncle Zhang Cheng went to the town to sell mung bean jelly, so tomorrow it would be Zhang's father's turn.

"Father, the workshop now has about 17 large pottery jars filled with chili oil. You can notify the manager of Tianxianglou to come and pick up the goods tomorrow. Tell them that one car can only carry four large pottery jars at most, and ask them to arrange a car to pick up the goods."

"Okay, I understand. I will go to Tianxianglou's owner Dong as soon as I get to town tomorrow morning."