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Immediately moving the grain back to the warehouse, her father got her mother's order again, and drove the carriage to Shuangye Village in the south of the city.

Now is the season of flowers, spring and autumn in the village of Futaba bought land planted with all kinds of flowers and plants, red, pink, white, yellow, purple and red, competing for beauty.

The village women in Futaba Village got the news, and came to the flower garden early to wait for someone, and the income of 30 copper plates a day is a big reward for these middle-aged women who stay at home, not to mention that it is just picking flowers, and it is not a hard work.

Didn't wait long, Yang Weibai drove the carriage to appear on the country road, the carriage ran quickly, rolled up the dust all the way, "Hoo", Yang Weibai threw off the whip, stopped the carriage, and saw the crowd gathered in front of him, Yang Weibai jumped down directly from the carriage, and communicated with the woman in charge who had been waiting for a long time.

The woman got Yang Weibai's order, and she didn't talk nonsense, beckoned the village women behind her to form a small circle, muttered a lot, and then each village woman walked to Yang Weibai's carriage and walked into the flower garden with an empty basket.

The flowers in the flower garden are blooming brightly, the wind blows, the garden is fragrant, the thick and gloomy, the busy village women are bending down in the flower garden to pick fresh flowers, the fresh petals are also poured into the basket with the morning dew, while picking and walking, the basket behind the village woman is soon filled with flowers, the basket full of flowers is moved to the carriage and placed, and when the carriage is full, Yang Weibai will set up the carriage to rush back, and the rest of the village women continue to pick flowers, the basket full of petals is only waiting for the next trip Yang Weibai to carry back.

The business of Meiyan Pavilion has stabilized, and the daily guests are basically within the expected range of Spring and Autumn, because today Spring and Autumn are going to make ointments, and the first floor of Meiyan Pavilion can't be taken care of, so the first floor of Meiyan Pavilion is specially entrusted to her aunt Yang Meijuan, plus her mother Yuan Shi looks at the second floor, which can be regarded as having enough manpower.

Her father had already brought in the freshly picked petals, and Chunqiu was grinding the petals with the stones in the courtyard to outline the juice he needed.

The room is steaming the ointment made in the spring and autumn, the spring and autumn will be fresh flower juice filtered with cotton cloth, just wait for the ointment out of the pot, you can add the flower juice to it, then in the steaming, wait until the ointment cools and sets, you can put it into the porcelain bottle, the ointment is also completed.

The previous speculation of the Spring and Autumn Period has been demonstrated, and in the past two days, Meiyan Pavilion has sold the most mid-range ointments, followed by low-end, and finally high-end.

Before making the ointment today, Chunqiu discussed it with her mother, and the low-grade alabaster was the easiest to make, but the price was cheap and the profit was the least. So her mother plans to make less of this alabaster and keep the basic supply available.

The next mid-range ointment, the price is much higher than the low-grade, and the production cost is also two to three times that of the low-grade, overall, the profit of the mid-range ointment can be about half of the most, so the mid-range ointment is still the main product of the beauty pavilion, and it is necessary to maintain sufficient supply.

Finally, there are high-end ointments, there are many kinds of medicines, and the steps are complex, but at the same time, the selling price and the profits obtained are the most, although compared with the other two categories, the number of sales is the least, but the profit income accounts for the majority, so the Spring and Autumn and her mother discussed before deciding to make more efforts in high-end ointments, or for these boudoir ladies, the official ladies specially developed the corresponding products, after all, whether it is ancient or later generations, those rich women are most willing to spend a lot of money for themselves.

Most of the ointments made in Spring and Autumn today are mid-grade ointments, a small part is low-grade alabaster cream, and a lot of high-grade ones have been made before, and now there is still stock in Meiyan Pavilion, so there is no need to make them at present.

Hearing the sound in front of the shop, Chunqiu put down the porcelain jar in her hand and looked up at her father walking over from the front yard shop with a basket, "Dad, have you picked all the flowers in the flower garden?"

Yang Weibai put down the basket in his hand, touched the beads of sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand, and grinned, "No, there is still half of it confiscated" After a pause, Yang Weibai continued, "What's the matter? Qiu'er, are the petals enough?" When Yang Weibai said this, there was still a trace of nervousness in his tone, you know, there are still half of the flowers in Shuangye Village that have not been pulled back.

Chunqiu knew that her father had misunderstood, so she hurriedly shook her head and explained, "No, I just asked, this petal is not enough, I think our family doesn't need to take advantage of this time to replant in the flower garden, if we plant it now, we can still harvest it before winter comes." Spring and Autumn thinking about the current month, there are still four or five months before winter, it should be too late, and now that the weather is warm in the south, it is still possible to harvest flowers twice a year, of course, this is only the idea of Spring and Autumn, after all, she lived in the north in her previous life, including flowers, I only know greenhouses.

"Plant again?" Yang Weibai asked, and then said with a serious face, "Qiu'er, I think it's okay, these flowers are all in mid-April, and now they are almost blooming in July, if you pull out those that bloom now and replant them, they will be able to bloom around November, this kind of flower is similar to the rice planted at home" When Yang Weibai said this, he speculated according to the morning and evening rice planted at home, obviously, for Yang Weibai, this kind of flower and rice planting are obviously similar.

After hearing this, Chunqiu lowered her head and thought about it seriously, she also thought that what her father said was very reasonable, but well, can this flower be the same as rice? Chunqiu was full of question marks, forget it, she still discussed it with her mother, after all, the seeds of these flowers are not expensive, even if they are not planted in the end, they will not lose too much, not to mention that if this is planted, Meiyan Pavilion can be sold in winter at that time, and she can only use plum blossoms of a single color in winter.

Her father was busy going back to Futaba Village to pull the remaining petals, and after a brief conversation with Chunqiu and Chunqiu, he unloaded all the petals and put them in the yard, and her father drove the carriage away.

After pulling back and forth three or four times, Yang Weibai pulled back the entire two acres of petals, dozens of baskets and baskets neatly stacked in the yard, Chunqiu couldn't take care of the ointment in the house at this time, she just wanted to grind and pack all these petals before it got dark.

As a result, when the sky was dark, Chunqiu still did not crush all the petals, although her father also helped a lot on the side, and with a sigh, Chunqiu asked her father to bring a white cloth, Chunqiu decided to sprinkle the remaining basket with water, try to keep the petals fresh, and then the father and daughter covered all the petals with a white cloth to be considered complete.