The next day, early in the morning, a guy from Pinxiangge drove a carriage to Li's house. Naturally, they came to pull sour bamboo shoots, and there were several particularly large wooden basins on the carriage, which the guy said was used to put sour bamboo shoots. Li Xin fished the sour bamboo shoots out of the jar, in fact, if you can give people the bamboo shoot juice in the jar, it is also good for her. This time, I pulled a lot, and I directly pulled half of the sour bamboo shoots at home.

After the guy left, Li Xin took the two brothers Wenbo and Wenhao to dig bamboo shoots, peeled the fresh bamboo shoots, and put them into the original bamboo shoot juice after cleaning, so that in just two or three days, the bamboo shoots will become sour.

In the afternoon, Uncle Zhang came back to the village with some jars. The one that burns the jar also sells large jars on weekdays, but if no one specifically customizes it, it burns less, and it is not very easy to sell. Uncle Zhang pulled back all the people's inventory, and also ordered a lot, and made a deposit first, saying that he would pull a batch when he burned it.

Because the Li family is close to the mountain, the two families still decided to pickle sour bamboo shoots here. It was agreed that the two families would work together, and the profits would be divided equally. The jar was pulled back, Li Xin and Aunt Zhang washed the jar at home, and Uncle Zhang took Wen Hao up the mountain to dig bamboo shoots. Li Xin also specially explained that it grows very well, and the straight bamboo shoots should be left to let it grow into bamboo, and they can't all be dug back. And those bamboo shoots that grow too much will be dug up, because some of the bamboo shoots that grow too long will not grow into bamboo healthily, but if they are eaten they are the best. Because that kind of bamboo shoots are not divided into sections, and the heart is solid, and the bamboo shoots don't look too big, but they are very heavy.

The two families worked together, and soon they pickled a lot of bamboo shoots. When it was just pickled, it was put in the yard to bask in the sun, and at night, Uncle Zhang put the jar into the thatched hut in the backyard of Li Xin's house. Although the thatched hut is simple, it can still provide at least shelter from the wind and rain, and the area is also very large, so you can put a lot of jars.

In April, there are very few bamboo shoots in the mountains, and those bamboo shoots that come out early have grown very tall, and if the outermost bamboo shoot leaves fade again, they will really become tall bamboos. The bamboo shoots that grow after April are not very good, and the bamboo shoots at this time are not suitable for growing bamboo, so whenever they grow, the Li family and the Zhang family dug them back. However, even if they are all dug back, there are very few, and there are not many people who go to Pinxiang Pavilion in the next few days.

At this time, it was hot, and the consumption of sour bamboo shoots increased, and the shopkeeper Sun hoped that Li Xin would sell as many sour bamboo shoots as possible, but Li Xin couldn't help it, so he explained to the shopkeeper Sun, and the shopkeeper Sun naturally had to do it. After pulling away the last batch of sour bamboo shoots in the house, Li Xin went to Pinxiang Pavilion to settle the bill. There are more than 100 taels of silver in total, and the fraction is even the money for buying the jar before, as for the labor of the two families, they are all done by their own people, and they do not remove any labor costs, so after two months of hard work, the Li family and the Zhang family each divided fifty taels of silver.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang have never seen such a piece of silver at one time in most of their lives, and they stayed for a long time when they took the silver.

"I can't imagine that there is so much silver!" Aunt Zhang was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses, but she still looked incredulous. How could she have imagined that the bamboo shoots that no one had ever wanted could be sold for so much silver, looking at the silver in her hand, she only felt like a dream. Every year, I worked hard to grow a year's worth of grain, and after paying the taxes, it was almost enough for the family to eat. If you have a little surplus of food, you can't sell it for much silver, and you haven't covered it in your hand yet! My mother-in-law's illness was consumed.

"It's a good amount of money, but we've been busy for so many days!" Being able to earn so much silver, Li Xin is also very happy. With more and more money in the family, you will be able to live a better life in the future. It's not that you want to live a luxurious life, at least let the family eat and dress well! With this money, the family house can also be built.

"Where is this called busywork! It's very easy every day, much easier than tossing around in the fields all day. Besides, you can still see the silver of white flowers! If you just rely on working in the fields, I am afraid that you will not be able to earn this silver in your lifetime. Aunt Zhang touched the silver in her hand and sighed.

"There will definitely be a way to make money in the future, as long as we work hard, life will definitely get better day by day."

Suddenly, Uncle Zhang spoke: "That's what I said." But this sour bamboo shoot is afraid that it can only earn this money, we have been digging bamboo shoots for so many days, although your house is very remote, but occasionally people will still see it. And the men of the Pinxiang Pavilion came in a carriage every day, which was eye-catching, and a few days ago, someone in the village had already inquired about us. But I don't know how to say it, you have to think about this matter, Sister Xin. ”

For this kind of thing, Li Xin is not surprised. Although their family lives in the middle of nowhere, they still belong to the village! It's not surprising that it's occasionally seen by people in the village. And they always dig up bamboo shoots that no one wants, and those who see them must think it is strange! At first, I must have thought it was strange, but after a long time, I must have to think about it. Besides, the guy came to her house every day in a carriage, but this matter was a catch-eye. This carriage is rare in the whole town, let alone the small village of Osmanthus Town, some of whom have never seen a carriage in their lives.

When the guy came in a carriage, there were always some children chasing after him, and it was difficult not to attract attention. However, she originally only wanted to do this kind of business for this year, after all, it is not uncommon after a long time. Sour bamboo shoots are actually not difficult to make, as long as you think about it carefully, you will soon be able to imitate it. The wisdom of the ancients is definitely not to be underestimated. She was only able to do this business, not because she was smart, but because she had thousands of years of Chinese history. Standing on the shoulders of the ancients, modern people can invent many things on that basis.

"Anyway, we won't be digging bamboo shoots for the rest of the day, and those who like to listen will definitely stop. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang don't care about it first, if someone asks, they say that they dig up and eat when they don't have vegetables to eat at home, and they dig a lot to make dried bamboo shoots and keep them for winter to eat. As for the sour bamboo shoots, it must be impossible to hide, but don't talk about it now! I thought about finding a suitable time to talk to the village chief and see what he had to say. ”

"It's good if Sister Xin has an idea, I was also asked by a few people, and I don't know what to do for a while." Uncle Zhang said with a humble face. He is a simple and honest person, and the last thing he can do is lie, and every time he is asked, he can't say it directly, so he is always hesitant. In the end, Sister Xin came up with this thing, and he kindly took their family to do it, and he couldn't help but say it with Sister Xin'er's consent. (Lots of support!) ）