"Does Uncle Black Bull know how to make frames?" Mu Qingqiu had some vague memories in his head, remembering that Liu Heiniu should be able to weave baskets, but he was not sure.

Liu Heiniu was stunned when asked, and he almost forgot that he still had a craft of basket weaving.

In the early years, he also made baskets to exchange for money at the market.

It's a pity that he has obsessive-compulsive disorder in weaving baskets, and he has to strive for finesse, from the selection of materials to the finished product, step by step, and the things that are made up are not said, but the same basket consumes more time and energy than others, and it is sold to the price, and no one buys it when it is expensive, and it cannot be drawn if it is cheap.

The baskets on the market are generally used by the villagers, who is the finest of the households? As long as it's cheap, it's about the same, and after a long time, Liu Heiniu's basket business can't go on.

Later, Liu Heiniu hunted and sold wild meat a few times, and found that hunting was more promising than basket weaving, so he extinguished the trade of weaving baskets for money.

Thinking of this, Liu Heiniu felt that he was a failure, touched his nose with a little embarrassment, and nodded: "It will be a little." ”

"Okay, I'll go to Uncle Black Bull when I go back." Mu Qingqiu smiled. The heart said that with the earthen oven can bake sweet potato cakes, the baked food naturally has a better taste than the steamed one, and the taste is good to naturally have a matching outer packaging.

The most important thing is that Mu Qingqiu has a limited number of sweet potatoes and purple potatoes that he can dig up, and he can't buy them, and he doesn't know how long the potato cake business can last.

The next step is to make walnut crisp, walnuts are laborious and laborious, although a pound of walnuts only costs two pennies, but this year's walnut shell is less meaty, how much walnut meat can be produced in a pound? Thinking about it carefully, considering the factors of the times and the quality of walnuts themselves, in fact, the price of walnuts is not the bottom.

Where is the cost, the ingredients and production are more time-consuming and laborious, in the final analysis, the asking price of walnut crisp can not be low, if you want to have a high price, you naturally have to wrap a layer of beautiful and high-grade skin.

Well, in addition to walnut crisp, there are persimmons, and when the persimmons are recovered, they can be made into persimmon cakes, and they are also baked, which must be delicious.

"Hehe, what do you think about Qiu'er?" Liu Heiniu didn't know what Mu Qingqiu was going to do when he asked this, but it didn't take much trouble to give Mu Qingqiu a stove and make a few baskets.

"Hehe, secret, when it's done, I'll tell Uncle Hei Niu." Mu Qingqiu smiled and was mysterious.

He turned his head and asked Yang Renchuan: "Uncle Yang, how many walnuts do you have at home?" ”

"This! Much, more. Yang Inchuan's family lives in the mountains, and there are walnut trees in front of and behind the house, and this year they have swept more than 30 bags.

"Uncle Yang, how much is your half bag of walnuts?" One pound and two pennies, Yang Renchuan has about half a bag in his hand, there should be more than twenty catties and less than thirty catties, and if there are two pennies per catty, there are about fifty cents, Mu Qingqiu knew it in his heart, but he didn't want to show it.

Mu Qingqiu asked at a glance, and Yang Renchuan, who was provoked, also became a little serious: "About twenty-five or six catties, according to one catty and two cents, it can be sold for fifty wen after all are sold." ”

In fact, this is already a lot, those rich people hire short-term workers, and they can only earn eight to ten yuan a day after working tiringly, which is why Yang Renchuan priced walnuts for two yuan.

Mu Qingqiu nodded decently and continued to ask, "Uncle Yang, how many walnuts do you have at home?" ”

Mu Qingqiu pondered and used the money he made today to buy walnuts, and then buy some fine white sugar, and before the earthen oven plate came out, he could make some sugar and walnuts to satisfy his hunger.

"Twenty-eight bags." Yang Renchuan almost didn't think about it, so he reported the number, and carried walnuts around the market every once in a while, knowing the amount of walnuts at home.

Twenty-eight bags, one bag is about fifty catties worth one hundred wen, and twenty-eight bags are two thousand eight hundred wen.

Mu Qingqiu's quick mental arithmetic, several kinds of potato cakes are counted together, and a total of 1,535 Wen is earned, 35 Wen has eaten haggis soup, and 1,500 Wen.

It's just a tael of silver, thinking of this, Mu Qingqiu was a little speechless, and she worked hard for a day to earn more than a tael of silver?

It seems that if you want to buy Yang Renchuan's walnuts, you have to use your old capital. The money from the last sale of wild boars was more than five taels, but I didn't bring it with me.

After thinking about it, Mu Qingqiu looked up at Yang Renchuan and said, "Uncle Yang, I want all your walnuts." ”

When these words came out, let alone Yang Renchuan, even Liu Heiniu gasped.

"Qiu'er girl, what are you buying so many walnuts for?" No matter how much you like to eat, you can't use it as food, twenty-eight bags is not a small amount, it costs more than two taels of silver!

Yang Renchuan didn't know that Mu Qingqiu was rich, but Liu Heiniu knew that Liu Heiniu still wanted to persuade Mu Qingqiu to use that money to buy land! It's just that Mu Qingqiu gave him three taels last time, and he calculated in his heart that Mu Qingqiu's money was not enough to buy two acres of land, so he was a little embarrassed to persuade him, so he didn't care about it.

It's not enough to buy two acres, but it can buy one acre, if Mu Qingqiu takes two taels of silver to buy walnuts, the rest of the money can't even buy one acre of land.

This is the rhythm of sitting and eating the sky! Liu Heiniu was a little anxious, Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan were still young, if they didn't want to make a living, how would they live in the future.

Although the potato cake Mu Qingqiu gave him was delicious, Liu Heiniu thought it was the Luo family's business, Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother were just the objects of help, and the Luo family was not rich, and they could help them once or twice, who could tie their sisters and brothers to the waistband of their trousers and feed them?

Liu Heiniu didn't believe that Mu Qingqiu was doing business by himself, and he also underestimated the price of potato cakes, he wouldn't believe it if he killed him, Mu Qingqiu's income today was as much as 1,500 yuan.

"Hehe, Uncle Heiniu, don't worry, I know how walnuts are delicious, wait for me to make them, give you a taste, and designate them to be delicious." Mu Qingqiu laughed, childish and thorough, anyway, he was a child, and telling the truth was also taken as a joke.

Sell all the walnuts at once? Yang Incheon has been selling walnuts for several years, and he has never met such a big customer, and he doesn't believe it at all.

Seeing Mu Qingqiu's serious appearance, he couldn't help but smile and said: "These are not valuable, if you want to like it, Qiu'er girl will take two bags and go back to eat slowly, what kind of money do you want." The words were polite, but when he asked a helpless little girl to collect money, Yang Renchuan couldn't get his hands on it, he didn't collect money, and he was a little distressed, but he still took out two bags.

In previous years, Yang Renchuan's family could collect more than 30 bags of walnuts, although they were sold slowly, they could also be sold in the winter, and the rest could be eaten at home, and relatives and friends would share them, so that they would not worry about the accumulation of goods, and they could digest them.

"This can't be done, there is a reason to buy things without giving money, besides, I like Uncle Yang, what if I always take advantage of Uncle Yang, Uncle Yang doesn't like me? The next time Uncle Yang sees me and takes a detour, what should I do? Mu Qingqiu always smiled, his voice was sweet and said one by one, Yang Renchuan laughed when he listened, and he couldn't wait to take Mu Qingqiu home to his son as a child daughter-in-law.