"Aunt, we earned more than one hundred taels of silver on this trip. You don't have to sell the seal stone, and it's still enough to pay back the Qixing Temple." Shen Lingzhu came back too late yesterday and didn't have time to pay the bill.

Shen Huai immediately said, "Very good, my lady, please put it away. I will grind off the words as soon as possible, or ask a craftsman to cut it off."

"The seal stone already has a name engraved on it, even if it's just a pseudonym. There's no point in keeping it. It's just a dead object if I throw it away at home.

Wait a minute, why is it so much?" Hu calculated that the four carpenters in the prefecture city collected eighty taels, and even with Lu Ji in the county town, it was still less than a hundred taels.

As for the money earned from selling thousands of bellows several times, including travel expenses, wages, dividends, etc., the actual profit was not very much.

Moreover, there are dozens of people in the family to feed, and it costs a lot to buy rice and flour.

She then added, "Did you sell one more restaurant than planned?"

"No, it's this." Shen Miaozhu took out a fifty-liang ticket.

Shen Huai took it and looked at it, then asked doubtfully, "Geng family's meeting ticket?"

"Well, my second sister sold two wine recipes to the old boss..." Before Shen Lingzhu finished speaking, she saw her uncle shaking his head: "The Geng family has been making wine for nearly a hundred years, so there is no need to buy a house.

Did he seem reluctant when doing business with you?"

"Master, are you buying it out of shame?" Mrs. Hu also felt that the Geng family wouldn't buy wine. "Xiao Zhuzi sometimes likes to exaggerate.

Miaozhu, tell us what happened. Was it Master Geng who took the initiative to contact you?

"No, at that time..." Shen Miaozhu recounted the entire incident and the wine-making recipe, then added, "I think Old Master Geng was very happy to see the recipe."

She recalled the situation carefully, "I was too conceited. I only had the recipe but no wine. They probably didn't believe it, otherwise they wouldn't have left so quickly."

"If he doesn't want it, he can just say so. What should we do now? Should we cash in the tickets?

If he doesn't keep his promise, the recipe will be given to him, and he will lose out. "A light flashed in Shen Lingzhu's mind, and he asked:

"Uncle, does he want you to go to the Geng family in person for something?"

"You! If there is anything, he will come to your house instead of your uncle." Mrs. Hu pulled her over and rubbed her hair.

Shen Huai thought for a moment and said to Shen Miaozhu, "According to what you said, grapes need to wait a few more days for harvest and fermentation, which is quite time-consuming, but the five-spice wine can be produced in ten days.

We won't redeem the ticket now. When we buy some liquor and you make some spiced wine at home, we'll come back, okay?"

"Okay." I think that old boss Geng also has this idea. If he can't do it himself, his uncle will definitely ask for a refund, which is more convenient and secretive than returning the money.

Shen Miaozhu laughed at herself, as expected, the ancients' minds were more complicated than those of later generations.

"Uncle, is there anyone here who specializes in growing grapes?" It seems that it is better to produce and sell the grapes by ourselves.

Shen Lingzhu asked, "Is it expensive?"

Shen Huai really didn't know. Hu said, "There are some in Qinglongtan, but they are not cheap."

After counting the money, Shen Xianzhu asked, "Mom, is it Qinglongtan, about ten miles to the west?"

"Correct."

"I heard they stopped growing it because of insect damage and lost money, so they've switched to growing persimmons."

"Who said that?"

“My second uncle mentioned it when I came back during the Mid-Autumn Festival last year.

He also said that people can’t raise them, but wild ones grow well.”

"Wild? Are you talking about the few trees on our mountain?" Shen Lingzhu didn't think they were growing well at all, and the few bunches of grapes that had produced fruit were mostly pecked to pieces by birds.

Shen Xianzhu said, "No, my second uncle said there's a ditch not far from the horse farm in the river valley that's full of grapes.

It's a pity that this place belongs to the Hundred Households Office, and people are not usually allowed in."

“In that case, we should find out where we can buy it. We shouldn’t go to the river valley horse farm to find out.

How many kilograms of fruit does Miaozhu need? "Shen Huai supported her in brewing it, so that he could show Master Geng that the recipe given by his daughter was correct.

While Shen Lingzhu's senior sister and uncle were discussing how many grapes to buy and what utensils to prepare, she talked to her aunt about the necessity of selling bellows technology to the surrounding counties and towns.

Mrs. Hu thought for a moment and said, "Xia Xing can go, but Xia Wang needs to calm down before going out.

But if this is the case, the Xia family will have to share 30% of it. Are you willing to do that?"

"You have to give up something before you can gain something." Shen Lingzhu also wanted Xia Xing to go, but she added another person, "Let cousin Zhi go with us so that we can take care of him."

Mrs. Hu had no objection and asked about the affairs of the Xue Mansion. "I didn't ask your grandmother too much yesterday because I was worried that she would feel bad."

Shen Lingzhu told her everything she knew. Mrs. Hu pondered for a moment, then looked at Miaozhu who was drawing a picture. She thought that the child was grown up, and it was indeed time to slowly choose a husband for him.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken, Shen Lingzhu gestured to her elder brother and quietly retreated back to the hall.

Just as the two of them walked out of the gate and were about to go to the new shed to check on the progress, Third Uncle walked in with his hands behind his back.

His face was filled with hatred. Seeing the two children, he asked, "Where's your father?"

"I'm busy. Is there anything I can do for you, Third Grandpa?" Shen Xianzhu gently tapped his sister, indicating her to go in and inform her.

So Shen Lingzhu left and came back. When Mrs. Hu heard that it was him who came, she immediately took the seal stone on the table and handed it to Shen Huai, "Master, I think it is safer to sell the seal stone as soon as possible.

It would be even better if the third uncle could sell it himself."

This way he wouldn't be accused of cheating someone into selling a stone for thousands of dollars.

Shen Lingzhu thought this was a great idea. No matter who said it, it would be better to let Third Grandpa experience it himself.

So she and her aunt persuaded her uncle together.

When the third grandfather Shen Desheng came in and apologized to his nephew very embarrassedly, Shen Lingzhu turned into the best mouth substitute.

Anyway, she is no longer liked by the old man, so she can say unpleasant things.

But Shen Huai stopped her implicit sarcasm in time and told his cousin to sell the seal stone.

Shen Desheng took the bloodstone and looked at it carefully. "Do you trust me so I can sell it?"

"If you don't believe me, who else can you believe?" Shen Huai paused and told him about Shen Man studying in the county town.

"It's right that the tenth brother wants to make progress, but as for his teacher, should he choose again?" He felt that Shen Man should be allowed to come back and calm down, so that he wouldn't have to stay alone in the county town and make all kinds of random friends.

Shen Desheng smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm looking for you because I want Shiman to come back, and then like Song Ge'er, I can study with you."

Shen Lingzhu absolutely didn't want Shen Manzi to study at home. She said, "But Brother Songzhu has always been studying with Mr. Zhao."

"Xiao Zhuzi, go to the yard and play with Jian Zhu.

I have something else to ask your uncle." Shen Desheng spoke now, changing his previous tough tone.

After saying that, he nodded slightly to Mrs. Hu, meaning that you should go out too.

Without saying a word, Mrs. Hu took the children out, then glanced at the master in the hall, whose expression had darkened.

Shen Lingzhu: "What would Third Grandpa say?"

"He must be asking us to keep it a secret and not spread what Uncle Ten did." Shen Xianzhu still knew something.

He said, "I hope Dad will stick to not taking Uncle Ten to school."

"I really hope so." Shen Lingzhu and her senior sister both didn't want to see Shen Man.

But the next moment, they saw Shen Man being brought in by Jian Zhang.

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