Later in the night, the whole inn became quiet.
The innkeeper was lying on the cave behind the counter and taking a nap, but Mrs. Xu and Xu Tianxin did not fall asleep.
Xu Tianxin is in the hut, using charcoal to sketch the style of distillation vessels.
She needs to send the drawings to the porcelain factory as soon as possible to customize the pot lid, steam pipe, and cooler for distilled liquor.
It must have taken at least two days to pay more for the porcelain factory to rush the production. She did not dare to delay for fear of affecting her return time. For more than ten people plus feeding cattle and mules, if they are delayed for one more day in Fucheng, they will spend almost one or two silver dollars on food and accommodation.
On Xu Tianxin's hand were a glass of honey water, a plate of freshly baked pastries, an uneaten steamed bun and a Northeastern salad.
Grandma deliberately steamed the first few pots of pastries and left them for her to eat. Grandma said it was so that others could tell lies when asked.
But the taste is not bad, it just looks shapeless.
As for the salad, my grandma was afraid that she had not eaten properly for a few days, so she bought some vegetables when buying ingredients and made a spicy mix for her.
When he returned to the inn in the evening, Xu Tianxin ate half of a steamed bun mixed with spicy food.
Grandma said that when she takes her on a long trip next time, she will probably have all the things she needs to buy at home and will have some spare money. She will make sure to stuff some sausages with her before going out, and bring her sausages and steamed buns. Serve some salted duck eggs.
Suddenly there was a sound of snoring. Xu Tianxin put down the charcoal, stood up and covered his third uncle with a quilt.
The third uncle was planning to lay the floor, but he always worried about them. There is only one Kang in the room, which is estimated to be two meters long. With a table and a stool, the room is extremely cramped and cannot sleep three people.
It was grandma who scolded the third uncle for lying on the floor and was in the way, so he went to lie down on the kang first, and when she was done, she would wake her up and move the table to make the floor. Then the third uncle couldn't bear the sleepiness and lay down with peace of mind. Third uncle can finally sleep well tonight.
At the same time, Mrs. Xu, who was in the kitchen, also closed the door of the woodshed and was busy with gentle movements.
Mrs. Xu was cutting the fermented dough into strands thinner than leek leaves.
The oil in the pot was at a suitable temperature. Put these thin and short noodles into the hot oil, and finally in her hands, they were fried until they were curled and shaped like popcorn.
A big pile of freshly baked saqima made with honey, caramel, the best fine white flour on the market, eggs and mixed with preserved fruits.
Mrs. Xu used a rolling pin to roll it flat while it was hot. After flattening it, she sprinkled a lot of black sesame seeds on top.
The sound of her cutting with the knife made a clicking sound.
The fragrant smell permeates the kitchen.
The saqima made by Mrs. Xu is beige in color, crispy and non-sticky to the teeth. Each piece is topped with a lot of sweet and sour preserved fruit shreds. Have a piece when you are hungry or have low blood sugar, and take a bite to leave a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth. It has a moderate sweetness. It doesn't have the modern saccharine taste, it's made with caramel and honey.
Mrs. Xu also tasted a piece herself. While tasting it, she thought to herself: What should I name it?
All she knew was Sachima, also known as Dog Tits Dip in Candy.
How about calling him a pissed off horse?
Looking at the shape, I thought: A hornet’s nest?
Just then Xu Tianxin pushed the door in and helped grandma turn the oil lamp. When asked, he casually said: "Health code."
...so talented.
"Is the painting finished?"
"Hmm, tits, I guess a custom still would be expensive."
"It's okay. We finally went out. We're going to spend all the money we can. The rest will only be enough to reach home. We don't want to go back and buy nothing and everything will be expensive."
Mrs. Xu didn't want to infect her granddaughter with her anxiety about lack of money: "The money should be enough, but don't we have to sell these two cake recipes again?"
It can be seen that Mrs. Xu is also looking forward to these two snacks.
While making mochi with orange juice, Mrs. Xu thought to herself: It would be great if the two recipes could be sold for more than fifty taels.
I can feel a lot relieved at once, I can pay off all my debts, and when I leave, I can go back feeling relaxed, and I can buy back all the necessities that my family is currently lacking. This is the best result.
Of course, that was her bottom price, and she wouldn't ask for just fifty taels of silver.
After all, it is exclusive, so it depends on whether the owner has the vision.
Not to mention the brothel’s always premium selling method, but to mention the chain dim sum shop. Branches in various places can use the health code and fruit mochi recipes. With these two kinds of pastries, if several shops are selling them at the same time, even if there are few people buying, But if you recommend it to the distinguished customers who often buy desserts, you can make back the money within a month or two.
So selling two prescriptions for fifty taels is not much, it just depends on whether the store cares about one or two more varieties.
That night, the grandfather and grandson and the third son of the Xu family slept upside down on the two-meter kang in the hut.
Mrs. Xu was disgusted with sleeping in the middle. The third child snored so loudly that she couldn't bear to wake him up.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Xu showed up at the Kiln Porcelain Factory with her son and granddaughter.
"How much silver?"
"The craftsmanship is complicated and the work is urgent. If you come to pick up the goods in the afternoon in two days, it will cost you thirteen taels." The shopkeeper of the kiln porcelain factory who collected the money said with his abacus.
For the custom-made pot lid, they had to contact the cooperating blacksmith shop, and the vessel they wanted was mixed with wood. There was a barrel made of wood with a "mechanism" in it. I don't know what it was used for brewing. But the carpenter needs to have good skills to make it.
Mrs. Xu didn't give her any money on the spot, but went back to the inn to pick up a mule cart and went to four handicraft workshops around the city. She got replies that some of them couldn't make it at all, so she had no choice but to go back to the first one and pay out her money.
In fact, it's not complicated at all. It's just that there are no water pipes to serve as conduits and faucets. The production is a little weird and they can be added. Several wooden partitions with corners have been added to the old distillation barrels. It can be seen that in ancient times it was difficult to even buy a utensil, it was extremely expensive.
Thirteen taels of silver were gone. Xu Youcang's feeling was: He had to hold back and keep silent. After all, it was too late to regret it. I came out after spending the money.
But... what kind of wine? It sounds like he is not brewing it himself. He wants to buy ready-made wine and brew it again. Why does it feel like taking off his pants and farting is unnecessary?
Xu Youcang tried his best to keep his expression as natural as possible: "Mother..."
"What's the point of asking? If it doesn't work, you can go back. It's not of much use anyway. Can I use the money to play with it?"
Xu Youcang felt wronged, but he didn't say anything.
Mrs. Xu touched the money in her pocket and gave Liu Laozhu the forty taels she had spent selling fish floss without mentioning it.
The three of them had nineteen taels of silver from working and robbing, excluding the fifty taels of gas they bought in the county town. She asked Liu Laozhu to help buy 20 pounds of sesame oil, 150 pounds of suet, and 30 pounds of soybean oil. The oil together was not enough to open a restaurant, but it cost five taels. This money had already been given to Mr. Liu at his home in the county town. Fortunately, she earned five taels from selling condoms, so it was even.
I earned more than four taels of silver from selling jade ring noodles, but I still had to get rid of the two taels of silver that I had to return to my mother-in-law.
As for the remaining money at home, I bought bits and pieces of mermaid meat from the village for making jade ring noodles and fish floss. And all the expenses along the way were spent so that there was still some reward money left. When you go out, you spend a lot of money, including food, accommodation, and travel expenses back home. It’s not that detailed. In addition to the income, she and her granddaughter earned three taels of silver from live streaming.
According to Mrs. Xu's inner thoughts, in fact, the money she and her granddaughter earned from live broadcasting should be saved separately for her granddaughter and should not be used for household purposes. It's not just her selfishness, it's also troublesome. If she has too much money, she won't be able to explain it to the three boys. But people need to be flexible. When the family is in a hurry for money, if you have it yourself, you can't borrow it from outside. That's a lack of heart.
But when she gets the money soon, she will insist on stringing it out so that her family members and Qin Niang cannot find it.
In short, after paying the utensils, there are still twelve taels left in my hand. This is the family's money. The foreign debt of 74 taels has been paid off and forty, and there is still a debt of 34 taels. This is the situation.
In the eyes of the third child, she probably only had five or six taels left.
Mrs. Xu patted her son on the back and said, "What are you looking at? Hurry up and drive to make money."
Mrs. Xu went directly to the largest brothel in Fucheng, where she still placed her hope.
Haven't you heard that saying, only when you make easy money will you be loose-minded about spending money. Brothels are high-consumption places, and money comes quickly. As people in the live broadcast room said, a bottle of Coke sells for 25 yuan in modern entertainment venues and 2 yuan outside.
Ward day, this brothel smells like money from the outside. It has a boathouse, a chef and a dining area, and you can be dropped off at noon.
On the first floor, people listen to plays and storytellers and drink tea. At this time, the female storyteller in the hall, dressed in white, is talking enthusiastically.
It is said that there are also private rooms, and you can order a female gentleman to enter the private room to tell stories or play musical instruments to entertain you and drink tea.
The red gauze was fluttering on the second floor, and melodious sounds could be heard. They were probably singing and dancing. The private dining room was also on the second floor. I guess I could eat and drink with whomever I liked.
Mrs. Xu raised her eyes and looked at the third floor, guessing that it was a custom-made room specially designed to receive distinguished guests. I heard that she could go directly to the third floor through a single door.
In addition, there is a separate large courtyard in the backyard, which is like the legendary five-entry courtyard of a wealthy family. There are rockeries, lotus ponds, fishing gardens, and gardens in the courtyard, but it is guarded and cannot be entered. The brothel has its own "guards" "No casual entry is allowed in the backyard. The ladies and maids who came and went to wait on her had to show their waist badges.
Mrs. Xu guessed that she couldn't keep those rooms in check. In some rooms, the hibiscus curtains were gently swaying, and the red waves were rolling and breathing. She couldn't ruin the good things of the distinguished guests, so she would control them strictly.
What if she accidentally breaks into the door and frightens others into breaking her voice?
As for the above, Mrs. Xu heard about flower sellers, hairdressers, fans and sachets, people selling spices and skin care products, and people selling embroidered shoes and dresses. They gathered in a small room to wait for the purchasing manager.
I heard that they meet with salesmen every three days. Everyone in Fucheng who does counterparty business knows this. This is the only time to deal with them every day. Mrs. Xu feels that she is very lucky, if she did not buy distilling utensils It's not such a coincidence. I guess if you come early, you will be rejected. You're right that you didn't come last night. I heard from the girl selling flowers that she didn't have time to talk to her at night.
Mrs. Xu was just a little regretful that she couldn't live broadcast. Xu Tianxin and Xu Youcang were stopped outside and waiting. Regardless of what they are selling, only one representative is allowed to bring in samples.
Old Mrs. Xu was dressed in the most ragged and unfamiliar clothes. In the eyes of others, she had nothing valuable to sell. When she was arranged to sit in the most inconspicuous corner and wait silently, she made some mental calculations and raised the reserve price.
She even mentioned the price of the set by a few cents.
An hour later, it was finally her turn, and she earned more than most sales representatives.
Because she only brought a few samples of condoms, she was scolded and told that she was wasting people's time and that she was wasting her time by not bringing goods.
In the end, it may be that time has been wasted and there is no gain. The purchasing manager selected six models and asked a total of one thousand of these six models to be delivered. For a thousand dollars, there was no telling how many fish Guan Ertu had to kill to get it together. But if a thousand condoms could be delivered before mid-November, she could earn twenty taels of silver alone.
And Datou sells "health codes" and fruit mochi recipes. Saqima, whatever the store owner likes to call her, the purchasing manager was having a hard time just now. But that's not important. What's important is that the dessert recipe she put together costs sixty-five taels. Regardless of whether it is cost-effective, it solves an urgent need.
When Mrs. Xu left the brothel, she hugged her granddaughter excitedly.
The famine can be ended.
She can also make two more cotton-padded jackets and two more sets of underwear for her granddaughter, and can afford to buy a few more books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones. If necessary, you can buy a few bucks for your granddaughter even on cheap paper like wiping your butt.
When Xu Youcang saw his mother's excitement, he couldn't believe it: "Is it really sold? Is it the one who tinkered with it last night? Mom, can you pinch me? Why do I think it's a dream!"
