Yi Niang, as the head of this half, spoke first and said: "Third brother, didn't the original few people in our family make a lot of money by relying on your method of burning charcoal, how about we continue to burn charcoal now?" ”

"Originally, the charcoal burning was all arranged by Zhaodi, and then we took it and sold it to Xia Tinglou. It also happened to happen last winter, and the lower pavilion has charcoal to use in the guest room, and now the weather is getting warmer, and the lower pavilion is estimated to not receive much, if we continue to use the charcoal burning method, this will definitely not be maintained. ”

"Shall we continue to burn the charcoal?" Yi Niang listened to Liang Chuan's words, she didn't have any other skills, she just knew how to handle housework, or help Liang Chuan chop some firewood, but these couldn't make money.

"Burn!" Liang Chuan replied crisply and firmly. "Don't underestimate charcoal, there are many trees in our south, and it is simple and convenient to burn this thing, but in the north, there are many plains, there are many people and few trees, and charcoal is a rare object. In winter, the goose-feather snow rises all of a sudden, and the weather is cold, and charcoal is a precious thing. ”

"Do you mean to sell the charcoal to the north?" Ye Xiaochai was clever and reacted immediately.

Liang Chuan felt that Ye Xiaochai had better brains than several of them, and he had seen more of the world, so he said with relief: "Yes, it is to be sold to the north, but now there are too many limiting factors, we have no sales channels, and the charcoal burned by the current paste process is like playing at home, and it is far from satisfying the full use." Shipped to the north to sell, it is not enough for freight. ”

A few people stopped talking, because they hadn't thought about this problem, and when they burned charcoal, there were only three people in Liangchuan, Zhaodi and Yiniang, and the three of them had no contact with each other, so it was normal to not know.

Liang Chuan continued: "After the house is built, I will ask the master to help build a charcoal kiln, which will be built with bricks, so that there is no need to play with mud every day, and there will be much more charcoal burned at one time." We will save the charcoal, and when winter comes, there will be many merchants going north, and when the time comes, we will earn the money of these merchants, and we will have enough to eat. ”

Charcoal is quite easy to use, but in the late Song Dynasty, in several large cities such as Dabianliang, coal will replace this fuel, because coal has a high calorific value and a large amount of mining, which is lower than the cost of deforestation and charcoal, and the court also encouraged the use of coal. However, at present, Liang Chuan knows that several mining places of medium charcoal are quite far away from Fengshan, and it is still a dream to be a media boss.

"Third brother, then you can't burn charcoal now, so what should I do, do you have any other methods?" Brother Zhao asked.

"I remember the last time I was in Da Fei Mountain, Xiao Hai said that Sister Yang and Sister Li have a craft, I don't know what craft?"

A group of people looked at Sister Yang and Sister Li with curious eyes, both of them have always been the kind of people with a low sense of existence, and now everyone looks at them, but they feel uncomfortable.

Yang Xiu's face was slightly red, and he said with a smile: "Dongjia, don't call me Sister Yang, my name is Yang Xiu, my mother's family has always been pickled pickles, I learned how to pickle vegetables from my father when I was a child, I looked at the people in this place, and there are few people in this place who put pickles in the yard at the door of their homes, if the owner doesn't dislike it, I will take out this craft in the future." ”

Pickles? Liang Chuan asked first: "Is this pickle method passed down by your ancestors the kind of pickles that are sprinkled with salt on the vegetables and put in the jar, or is it?" ”

Yang Xiu said: "That's not, that kind is also called pickles, but it is very salty, you can't eat too much, and it is easy to get stones and drenched if you eat too much." ”

"Stone, shower?"

"It's just that I have a stone in my stomach and I can't pee."

Liang Chuan instantly understood that this stone was a stone. There are many oxalic acid and calcium components in pickled vegetables, and the acidity of pickled vegetables is high, and it is not easy to form oxalic acid and excrete it in the stomach, but will be absorbed and deposited in the body to become stones.

"And what do your pickles look like?" Liang Chuan asked curiously, Yang Xiu said that this is a craft, and it shouldn't be simple.

Yang Xiu said slowly: "My ancestor was originally Emperor Taizu when he fought Shuchuan, and he escaped from the desertion, and he didn't have any ability when he came out, so he would be pickled in Shuchuan's unique way." The ancestors found out that no one in Shuchuan would make this pickle, so they set up a shed to buy a sauce jar and start selling pickles, and as a result, after several generations, life is getting better and better. We've passed it down to us. ”

Liang Chuan was overjoyed, the pickle in Yang Xiu's mouth must be Sichuan kimchi, as soon as he heard this term, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, Sichuan kimchi is famous, and it is a unique practice in Shuchuan. Liang Chuan's brother who slept on the top bunk in college in his previous life was from Mianyang, Sichuan, and every time he returned home on holidays, he would bring a few jars of pickled kimchi from his own home to share with Liang Chuan. Liang Chuan was responsible for going to the cafeteria to make two bowls of rice, and the two of them could eat their tongues with kimchi. I ate too hard, and I finished it in a few days, but I couldn't enjoy it, so the two of them made kimchi in the cafeteria.

"Later, my father-in-law heard that someone in the city of Qingyuan County was selling a very choking and strong pepper, which would taste better when added to pickles, so I prepared to go to Qingyuan County with my husband to see what this pepper tasted like.

Yang Xiu said excitedly, and she was upright, and she almost told her what happened to her in Da Shu Mountain last year, Liang Chuan was afraid that she would remember her previous hellish experience, so he hurriedly stopped Yang Xiu.

The mention of kimchi reminded Liang Chuan of the life he couldn't go back to in the past, and fell into deep contemplation. Yi Niang looked at Liang Chuan, who was distracted alone, shook him, and pulled Liang Chuan back.

A group of people laughed at Liang Chuan, how could he still be distracted when he was talking, and the stunned look was a bit funny. Liang Chuan reacted and said, "Sister Yang talked about the pickles in their hometown, which reminded me of some past events. Everyone is laughing, where did you just go? “

Yang Xiu continued: "Speaking of my family's ancestral pickles, they are different from other places. ”

"That's right! I have eaten pickles in Shuchuan, it is a craft, Sister Yang, let's find an opportunity to look for it on the street, see what raw materials are needed, we buy it to make pickles, it is a way. ”

The catering industry, no matter what time it is, is a business that makes money, although it doesn't make much, but it is very stable, just like Yang Xiu introduced his ancestors. Although his ancestor was a deserter, he was able to support his family business by selling pickles, and he even did a very prosperous job. Although selling kimchi is not the main business now, it can completely pass the time and even become a source of income. The fine water flows for a long time, and the small amount accumulates a lot, and everyone's great cause is not accumulated in this way.

Now that there is a way, the heart is a little fixed. Liang Chuan looked at Sister Li next to Yang Xiu, after Sister Li experienced the incident in Da Shu Mountain, the whole person was timid, and at most she smiled with others on weekdays, rarely spoke, and her heart was completely closed.

"Sister Li? Can you also talk about it? ”

"Li Erhua." If Yang Xiu's voice is as outgoing and spicy as her craftsmanship, Li Erhua's character is the gentle and tender nature of a southern girl, and even her voice is thin and soft, so she reported her name and didn't say anything superfluous.

"Sister Erhua, tell me about it?"

"I know how to weave bamboo." Li Erhua's face didn't even rise, like a child who made a mistake burying his head low.

Another surprise! On the mountain behind He Lu, that large bamboo forest, Liang Chuanda has been constantly thinking about how to make use of this land of wealth since the first day, but he didn't expect to send a pillow when he slept with God, and really let himself meet a craftsman who can weave bamboo.

It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo, no meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar.

If the audience of pickles may only be a small number of people, then the audience of bamboo products is all the people in the world. In that era when there were no plastic industrial products, iron utensils were extremely expensive, and the only things that farmers could afford were wooden and bamboo products. Compared with wooden products, the value of bamboo weaving is renewed, and the style is more suitable for various life needs.

Bamboo is harder and denser than wood, with higher compressive and bending strength, which is closely related to people's lives. A slender bamboo can be made into bamboo baskets, bamboo sieves, bamboo fences, bamboo steamers, brooms, bamboo baskets, bamboo buckets, bamboo rakes, baskets, bamboo flat dans, bamboo chopsticks, bamboo brooms, bamboo back baskets, bamboo mats, bamboo beds, bamboo stools, bamboo chairs, it can be said that it is not an exaggeration to say that the general changes of ninety-nine-eighty are not exaggerated. Which thing is not necessary for the peasant's family, and it is inseparable. If a farmer buys a bamboo basket at home, if it is not used, it will continue to be used for ten or eight years, because there is no substitute for bamboo products in this era.

There is a shortage of things in several villages, there is no shortage of manpower, and there are strong laborers everywhere who have no work to do, if these people are all mobilized, this day will be able to change greatly, according to Liang Chuan, these people are not too lazy, but they can't dig out the golden lumps in the ground, and some broken jars are broken.

The bearded Li Chengfu invited Liang Chuan to participate in the lantern festival a few days later, and the lantern festival activities have been circulated among the people since the Tang Dynasty and have become very popular in the Song Dynasty. Some dignitaries often ask lantern makers to create exquisite lanterns. One of them is to tie the bones with bamboo strips and paste silk or colored paper around the perimeter. Some also use bamboo silk weaving as decoration, it can be seen that the popularity of this craft, modern people may not think that these handicrafts that can be woven by machines have any difficulty, in ancient times, they all had to rely on their hands, this is the way to make money!

Now I just don't know what Li Erhua's craftsmanship is, what kind of bamboo weaving can be made, if you say that eighteen kinds of bamboo weaving will do, it is really. Bearer of valuable intangible cultural heritage.

held a one-night meeting, it was a successful conference, a victorious conference, one night Liang Chuan was full of surprises, and the two helpless eldest sisters were really hidden. Liang Chuan secretly rejoiced in his momentary righteous act at that time, but he didn't expect that what he planted was a good cause, and now it has borne good results.