Chapter 100: Harvest
A copy of the book was kept.
Lu Jian'an pondered suspiciously, his spirit is in the space, and to put it bluntly, the soul is in the space.
I didn't see the space swallowed.
It's a really strange space.
The book rests aside.
Lu Jian'an circled around the leafy mulberry tree a few times.
It looks like it is getting more and more lush, and the canopy is like a big umbrella, which is different from the mulberry trees outside.
Now it looks more like a big banyan tree.
There is also a growing trend.
But the leaves on the canopy of the trees grow petite and lovely.
Densely packed with leaves.
It's just that one by one doesn't look big.
The only leaf that grew satisfactorily was the golden leaf.
What exactly is this gold leaf for?
After Lu Jian'an circled for an unknown number of times, his heart was crossed.
Since the space is given by the author, it can't be a scourge to the heroine!
It doesn't make sense.
There's always a bit of a perk.
Anyway, relying on the heroine's momentum, she must not die.
It's not like they all say that there is nothing big but death.
Die and die.
Pick off the gold leaf.
The light and fluttering gold leaves are indeed golden when they are on the tree, and they do have a texture when they are touched in the hand.
But when you take it off, it fades to a golden color and becomes gray.
It's like all the spirit has been drained away.
Gray and unclear.
It doesn't look as green and flattering as the usual mulberry leaves.
Suddenly, I saw a few words on the leaves.
If it weren't for her super concentration! Not necessarily noticed.
"Vajra Leaf"
It's really weird.
Mulberry leaves are mulberry leaves, how did they become vajra leaves.
But looking left and right is also bland.
I didn't see any difference in the vajra leaf.
Shaking his head, Lu Jian'an stepped out of the space.
I don't know what this leaf is for.
Caught in a book.
Anyway, anyone who sees this leaf won't understand what it does.
She is not clear about the master, don't talk about others.
All right.
No one will accept this space.
From eating people without spitting out bones, at least there is one bite left.
can be regarded as changing from Huang Shiren to Zhou Papi.
The level has dropped.
Become a selective foodie now.
Alas!
Her protagonist aura too.
Where's her golden finger!
Lu Jian'an walked out of the room depressed.
Of course, what she didn't know was that when Lu Xuehan was playing in her study, she accidentally found that leaf, and she was about to help the Xu family feed the silkworms, so no one noticed that the leaf was mixed with the mulberry leaves.
Eaten by silkworms.
If Lu Jian'an knew that he should go to the idea of feeding silkworms.
It must have been experimented thousands of times ago.
It's a pity she didn't think about it at all! I also thought about waiting for her to have a good time when she was free.
The new cocoons of the year are beginning to be harvested.
The cocoon festival in Fengshan County is also about to begin.
Out of September, the number of merchants coming and going in Fengshan County gradually increased.
The inns in Fengshan County are almost full of people.
By the time it is October, the three best inns in Fengshan County will also be overcrowded, and there will be absolutely no spare rooms.
At this time, the field in Lu Jian'an's house was finally harvested.
The mulberry tree finally produces mulberry leaves in three months.
But apparently their family can't keep up with this stubble.
The price of the newly produced mulberry leaves has been negotiated and sold to the sellers who collect the mulberry leaves.
Ten acres of land only collected ten taels of silver.
If it were an ordinary family, this year would be considered a bumper harvest.
Ten taels of silver can live for two years.
It's a pity that if Lu Jian's family is settled, this money is not enough to see.
There are now eight people in the family.
The mushroom is also ripe.
Li Zhilin and his family worked hard to see that twenty acres of fertile land produced dozens of stone beans, and they also had hardships.
Even paying taxes is not enough.
Not to mention eating.
It's still problematic to fill your stomach with this thing.
But the proprietor has the final say.
The owner has indeed not treated them badly in the past few months.
The rhubarb rice and brown rice eaten were given the same amount in the same amount according to their previous years.
The family was grateful.
When the year is bad, you can't eat enough.
Fortunately, they still raise silkworms at home.
Fill some of the more.
Now the owners are doing it, even though they don't understand what the owners are going to do.
But naturally, they do whatever the Lord says.
The silkworm cocoons in Lu Jian'an's house have been in the past three months, and it is time to harvest.
This time it was a bumper harvest.
Their fresh cocoons actually weigh tens of thousands of catties.
If it is dried into a dry callus, it will be at least about 20,000 catties.
That's a lot of money.
There was already a head of cocoon harvesting coming down, wandering around the village and beginning to fool people into selling cocoons.
Lu Jian'an calculated, their family's cocoon was a bumper harvest.
There are probably only three or two families like theirs in the village.
The rest of the people are only one or two thousand catties to the sky.
It's not that I don't want to raise it, it's that I can't raise it.
Whoever has two or three acres of mulberry fields, grows mulberries and raises silkworms by themselves.
The excess will not increase production either.
No money.
There are not many people like Lu Jian'an who can earn more than 100 taels of silver in a season.
I can't think about it.
Who could know the depression in Lu Jian'an's heart.
After three months of hard work, it was only more than 100 taels of silver.
You know, it's a lot of money here.
The small workshop in Fengshan County is only a dozen taels or dozens of taels of silver all year round, and she is already a big family.
But compared with Lu Jian'an's desire to live.
This bit of money hasn't even recovered the cost.
Alas!
It seems that silk still makes money.
At every turn, a horse is a dozen taels, dozens of taels.
Those big silk merchants, a single transaction is tens of thousands of taels of silver, maybe tens of thousands of taels, hundreds of thousands of taels.
Profits are naturally tempting.
Lu Jian'an sighed, she still took her time.
They couldn't afford a machine for spinning silk alone.
Three thousand taels is not a small number.
Let's accumulate costs.
Lu Jian'an's cocoons in his house are naturally not sold.
At the same time, I also greeted the village Lizheng, who also harvested silkworm cocoons, just so that there was still work to do in winter.
Since the plaque of the Lujia Silk Workshop is hung, it is natural to do this business.
Li Zheng also said to the villagers, everyone is naturally willing, Lu Jian'an's price is one penny higher than a pound of Shuitou, and it can be sent to Lu's house nearby, who doesn't want to.
After all, more is still a sum of money.
A few hundred catties is a few hundred liters.
How much meat can be eaten and how much food can be bought at home?
Poor families are naturally happy to live.
So many people took the initiative to pick it up and sent it to the Lu family, the Lu family only collected the dry cocoons, and they had no place for the fresh cocoons, and there was no one to clean them up, so the dry cocoons were much more worry-free.
The head of the water was originally fired.
A water head has several villages in his hands.
If there is less dry cocoons, the income will naturally be less, and I am unwilling, but as soon as I inquired about this household, the famous Lu family, the water head died down.
It's not that they are going to starve to death without Lu Jian'an, so there is no need to cause this kind of trouble.
Who knows if there will be good thunder in the sky.
Now when there is thunder, they will all think of Lu Jian'an.
There are not many things that kill people by a thunderbolt.
It's also a new thing in their entire Chen Kingdom.
And the silk that the Lu family has reeled for a few months should also go to the cocoon festival to exchange for real income.