Kunling Mountains, the top of the mountains.
In an empty cave, the walls are covered with runes.
A complex octagonal formation rune diagram was also drawn on the floor of the cave.
In the center of the formation, sitting cross-legged, a man with gray hair and a boyish face, whose age could not be discerned.
Among the eight corners, there are three or four-year-old children tied to each of the four corners, a boy and a girl.
These children have runes plastered all over their bodies and their eyes are closed.
In the remaining four corners, four Taoist priests dressed in Taoist robes, with a relatively large age gap, sat cross-legged.
The man sitting in the middle suddenly made an old voice: "Get up!"
The other four Taoist priests quickly changed their gestures.
Suddenly all the runes suddenly glowed and separated from the stone wall, forming a circle and suspended in mid-air.
Surround everyone in the formation.
The eyes of the tied children suddenly opened, their bodies kept twitching, and they rolled their eyes. Runes were flowing up and down their little bodies.
"Take it!" The Taoist priest in the middle formed a seal with his hands!
The suspended runes quickly rotated, and the cave shone with golden light!
Suddenly there was a loud "rumbling" sound!
There was a thunder in the sky!
All the runes exploded!
Master Xuanji spit out a mouthful of old blood, his expression changed, and he quickly formed seals with his hands, pointing directly at the eldest Taoist priest among the eight corners.
Instant death!
The other three Taoist priests of different ages were so frightened that their faces were as pale as paper.
The four children suddenly woke up and burst out crying.
The master of mystery who failed to renew his life angrily shouted: "Shut up!"
The four children were stunned for a moment, too frightened to speak.
Master Xuanji had no time to care about them anymore. He had just failed to renew his life and was almost killed by the thunder. Fortunately, he was prepared and reacted quickly so that his eldest disciple could bear it!
However, this was not the first time he had done the formation to capture the longevity of a child, so why did it fail?
He counted with his fingers, then looked in a certain direction, frowning.
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In the evening, the setting clouds cover half of the sky.
Five tables were set up in the large courtyard of the village chief's house, and they were filled with all the villagers, old and young, who had gone up to the mountains to hunt wild boars today.
In the middle of each table is a large pot of pig-killing vegetables.
The ancestors of the village chief's family came from the north, and the butchered vegetables are the dishes of the village chief's family. It can be said that the ancestors of the village chief's family brought the villagers of Xishui Village to eat the butchered vegetables.
Otherwise, many people in the village have never eaten such pig-killing vegetables for generations. Now every household that raises pigs will treat everyone to eat pig-killing vegetables when the pigs are killed during the New Year.
Before the meal started, Mrs. Lei, Mr. Liu, and Mr. Jiang placed a plate of fried shredded pork with wild rice on every table.
Mrs. Lei said to the village chief: "Village chief, try this dish."
The village chief picked up the chopsticks and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, what good things do you have to take care of me? What is this? Bamboo shoot tip?"
Mrs. Lei smiled but said nothing.
When the village chief saw her being mysterious, he took a chopstick and put it into his mouth to taste it. His eyes lit up: "It's delicious! It doesn't have the bitterness of bamboo shoots, but it's fresh and fragrant. What is this?"
Other villagers also asked: "What kind of dish is this? It's delicious!"
"It's delicious! Was this dish brought back by Ruikawa from the city?"
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Mrs. Lei smiled and said: "The stems of wild grass."
The village chief nodded: "It turns out to be wild grass stems. Not to mention, the wild grass stems are quite delicious... What did you say? Wild wild grass? That large field of wild wild grass by the lake?"
Mrs. Lei looked proud: "Yes, it's that piece of wild wild rice. It's a treasure my Xuanbao accidentally discovered. We call it wild bamboo shoots. Isn't it delicious?"
Ruoxuan's mouth was full of oil after eating the pig meat. She nodded her head and said, "It's delicious. It's delicious."
The villagers were shocked!
Wildgrass stem?
So yesterday, the weak family spent the whole afternoon cutting wild grass on the wetland, not because they were too poor to eat, but because the wild grass was really edible?
What shocked the villagers even more was Ruochuan. At this time, Ruochuan said loudly: "Fellow fellow villagers, if you want to make some money from the restaurants in the city, you can cut some wild bamboo shoots and send them to my house before six o'clock tomorrow. I will help you sell them." It’s over! Twenty cents per catty.”
Ruoshui added: "But the price is not static. When everyone knows that wild bamboo shoots are the stems of wild grass, and more people sell them, the price of wild bamboo shoots in restaurants will drop. There will definitely not be as much as twenty coins. .”
Ruojiang: "We only collect the clean and peeled young stems of wild rice, which are the parts of wild rice shoots. We don't harvest the rotten ones or the old ones."
The villagers exploded upon hearing this!
Twenty cents per pound, which is almost as much as the price of eggs!
Oh my God, yesterday they thought the weak family was crazy because of poverty, so they thought of cutting wild rice to eat and sell it. Unexpectedly, they actually took it to the city and sold it, and it cost twenty coins a pound!
They cut so much yesterday, didn't they make several taels of silver?
"Ruochuan, how much do you want? I will deliver it on time tomorrow."
"Wei Shui, my family will also cut it and send it over! I cut it every day, how much do you want?"
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Ruochuan: "Don't worry, everyone, the restaurant doesn't ask for much, it's only one thousand catties in total, so I won't accept it after I've collected one thousand catties."
The brothers from the weak family answered the villagers' questions one after another.
Ruochuan has long thought about how to sell these wild bamboo shoots.
Relying on the family members to cut and sell, the whole family can only harvest a maximum of 200 kilograms a day. In the evening, they have to take time to peel off the leaves of the wild bamboo shoots, and they have to get up early the next day to transport them to the city for sale.
After working so hard, the whole family went out and could earn up to four or five taels of silver in a day.
Besides, everyone in the family can't spend all day in the fields, and don't have to do other things?
If he buys the wild bamboo shoots cut by the villagers, he will collect them for 20 cents and sell them to the restaurant for 25 cents.
He successfully signed documents with seven restaurants in the prefecture and county today. Four of these restaurants have stores in the county and nearby towns. He has agreed with these restaurants to provide them with a total of 1,000 yuan per day. A pound of wild bamboo shoots.
If their family harvests one hundred catties and purchases nine hundred catties from the villagers, their family can earn seven taels of silver a day.
Even if the family members don't have time to harvest and just buy from the villagers, they can still make five taels a day.
In this way, not only can you make money, but you can also help people in the village, which is a win-win situation.
As for the villagers selling it in restaurants and markets, Ruochuan is also happy to see it happen.
There is endless money in the world. Everyone in the world can earn money. Everyone can only earn what they can.
Therefore, he never envies others. What others can earn is their own ability. He only earns what he can earn.
Today he has visited restaurants in two cities and contacted some familiar stewards of large families. He only got an order of about one thousand catties and a deposit of ten taels of silver, and the price was that he had to buy all the wild bamboo shoots. It was sent out. His legs were weak and his feet were blistered. He tried his best.
When Ruoxuan was full, she came to Ruochuan with her round belly in her hands: "Uncle is awesome!"
Ruochuan picked up his little niece who had weighed another two or three pounds: "My uncle is not as powerful as Xuan Bao. One bag of wild bamboo shoots was sold for ten taels of silver, and the other bag found a job for my third uncle."
Xiangxuan liked to hear people praise her most. She kicked the little elephant's legs and smiled brightly: "That's right, you have to find the right person to sell it."
Ruochuan was stunned for a moment, then kissed his little niece's chubby face: "Xuan Bao is right!"
The most important thing in doing business is not finding the right person?
Just when everyone was finishing their meal and discussing their appointment to pick wild bamboo shoots together tomorrow, and the whole yard was enjoying themselves and laughing, Butcher Zhao came over with a butcher knife: "Ruohe! Get out of here!"
