Ruan Yimian discussed with his father and mother on the second day about making money with rouge.

To make cotton rouge, you need to prepare flowers, cotton cloth, alum, stone bowls, mortars and other utensils, flowers with pomegranate flowers in the back mountain, cloth and alum these have to spend silver to buy in the town, he has no money, and he can't go to the town, so he has to ask his father and mother to help.

After listening to his plan, Ruan Dexian and Lu Caimei were very surprised.

"Brother Mian'er, how did you come up with this way to make money? We don't have rouge at home! Lu Caimei looked puzzled.

Ruan Dexian was also surprised: "These things can really make rouge?" Cloth and alum are not cheap, can you be sure? ”

Before Ruan Yimian proposed to be rouge, he knew that his father and mother would ask this question, and it just so happened that he wanted to tell them a little about his previous life.

Jiang Guangqian and his wife acted dirty, and his father and mother had to be wary of the Jiang family.

Ventilating with his father and mother can not only give him a reasonable explanation for his different previous style of doing things and the origin of the rouge prescription. can also dispel the concerns in his father's heart, and let them know that he really let go of Jiang Qingyao and really doesn't want to be the son-in-law of the Jiang family.

His father and mother are clear about his love for Ruan Yimian, although this matter is indeed a bit unbelievable, but he is not worried that he will be treated as a monster by his father and mother after saying it.

Ruan Yimian looked at her parents with a concerned face, and said softly: "The night before Aunt Lin came, I had a nightmare, dreaming that I married into the Jiang family, but I had a bad time, and the method of making rouge was also dreamed at that time. ”

Speaking of the events of his previous life, Ruan Yimian's mood was irrepressibly lower, and he unconsciously lowered his eyes: "After she came over that day, what she said and did was exactly the same as in her dream, so my dream should be true." ”

Ruan Yimian just said a few words, but the amount of information was huge.

Before Lu Caimei could digest the strange information that her son dreamed of his previous life, she heard him say that he had a bad life after marrying the Jiang family, her heart twitched, and she hurriedly said: "What does it mean to 'have a bad time', but the Lin family bullied you?" What about Qingyao, isn't he a big man who doesn't protect his husband?! ”

Ruan Yimian had tried his best to suppress his emotions, but when he heard his mother's concern, he almost burst into tears.

"Jiang Qingyao and his parents are not easy to get along with, he wants to study, and he can't stay by my side all the time."

Ruan Yimian smiled reluctantly: "This is all a dream, and it hasn't happened yet." Since I'm fortunate enough to foresee, let's just avoid it. Dad, mother, let's talk about rouge! ”

The Ruan family is now powerless to confront the Jiang family, and letting his father and mother know too clearly will only increase their suffering, because Ruan Yimian did not say it too clearly.

Lu Caimei knows her son no longer and Ruan Yimian still hasn't said anything. But seeing that his expression was depressed and he didn't want to say more, she put down the doubts in her heart for the time being.

Ruan Dexian sighed when he heard this, swallowed the words in his mouth, and only asked about the rouge.

Ruan Yimian told his father and mother about the things to be prepared for making cotton rouge, the general production steps, and the sales method he envisioned.

Although she knew that her little brother was not a fool, Lu Caimei was still a little worried: "The people in the village will be able to eat enough, where will the money come from to buy rouge!" It's not a year's or a festival, and no one is using that thing to pamper themselves, right? ”

The main reason is that the family only has a total of five taels of silver now, Ruan Yimian has not caught the medicine for the next month, many things in the family have to be bought with silver, and the crops in the field have only been planted for a short time, and it will take a few months to harvest.

Life is tight, and Lu Caimei really doesn't dare to take risks.

"Mother, didn't Brother Orange buy a box of rouge? The people in the village really can't afford his kind of cochineal paste of fifty or sixty yuan a box, but my rouge cotton only costs three cents a piece, and I can exchange rice and cloth for it, so there should still be people willing to buy it. ”

Ruan Dexian frowned, and seemed to be a little worried: "This price is really affordable, but three cents a piece, can we get it back?" ”

"You don't need to spend money to buy cotton rouge flowers, you can choose the pomegranate flowers in the back mountain, alum and cloth are indeed more expensive, but the materials are very small, and the money can not only recover the capital, but also make a lot of money."

Ruan Yimian talked about making money, and her spirit improved a lot, and her eyes lit up.

Seeing that his father and mother were hesitant, Ruan Yimian carefully calculated the cost for them again.

"I plan to make only a hundred pieces of cotton rouge first, and one foot of cotton cloth is enough, about a dozen yuan; Alum is one or two, and buying one or two is enough to use it several times; The oiled paper used for packaging costs six cents a foot, and it is enough to buy two feet, and the things next to it are at home, so you don't need to spend extra money to buy ......"

According to what Ruan Yimian said, the cost of this hundred pieces of cotton rouge is about 40 wen in total, even if you add the commission money to the merchant, it is only 60 or 70 wen, and it can be sold for 300 wen, and the net profit is more than 200 wen, which is really a money-making business.

Ruan Yimian's current monthly medicine money is more than 400 Wen, if this rouge work can really be done well, it can relieve their family a lot of burden!

Ruan Dexian and Lu Caimei thought about it for a while, and finally responded to the matter.

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Early the next morning, the three of them split up and got ready.

Ruan Duc Xian was in charge of going to the town to buy alum, cotton cloth, and oil paper, and he set off as soon as it was dawn, and it took two hours to walk from the village of Shanliu to the town, and he was afraid that he would not be able to come back in the afternoon if he did not leave early.

There are also ox carts in the village, but it costs two yuan for a trip and four yuan for a round trip, and Ruan Dexian is reluctant to spend this money.

Lu Caimei and Ruan Yimian were responsible for picking flowers in the mountains, the weather was cool in spring, and the dew was heavy in the morning, Ruan Yimian's body couldn't stand it, so she still had to wait for the sun to come out before going out.

Lu Caimei wanted to go alone, but Ruan Yimian didn't agree. There are several kinds of pomegranate flowers in the back mountain, some of which are poisonous and cannot be used as raw materials for cotton rouge, and the non-toxic ones are not all suitable, so you have to choose a little.

When he first learned to make rouge, Lin Qiu put out all the common flower seeds to teach him to distinguish them one by one, Ruan Yimian was afraid that he would not be clear enough, so he let his mother work in vain and insisted on running this trip by himself.

The two of them had breakfast before leaving.

I haven't been out for a long time, Ruan Yimian is lying on the bed and her body is almost stiff, and when she comes out, she feels that the air outside is much fresher.

The tender green rice seedlings in the rice fields dance in the wind, and many people are busy in the fields. The croppers all pay close attention to their own one-third of an acre, and they will come to see if they need to replenish the seedlings, whether there are weeds, and whether the water level is appropriate......

Ruan Yimian saw his second uncle and many familiar elders in the field, Lu Caimei greeted the same person, and Ruan Yimian was also cared for. He had just retired from the Jiang family, and some people in the village didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement, and when they saw him, they pretended to be kind to inquire about the situation.

Lu Caimei knew that her son was timid and introverted and not good at words, so she took the conversation away without waiting for him to speak.

It took two quarters of an hour to reach the foot of the mountain, Ruan Yimian's plain white face was so tired that she was flushed, and her mother took out the bamboo tube in the back basket, let him drink a few sips of water, and sat on the stone to rest for a while before going up the mountain.

Fortunately, the pomegranate flowers grow in the valley, and the terrain is not high, otherwise Ruan Yimian would really not be able to climb up.

Walking in from the foot of the mountain, you will see the sea of pomegranate flowers in about half an hour.

The branches of the pomegranate flowers are sparse and dense, most of the trees are full of flowers, there are no leaves, and the red, pink, yellow, and white flowers of various colors are crowded into a ball one after another, and it is spectacular to see from a distance.

Ruan Yimian likes beautiful things, seeing this magnificent scenery and smelling the faint fragrance of pomegranate flowers, her mood is a lot more relaxed.

The pomegranate flowers in the back mountain are also left in these two years, and when the village was poor in the past, everyone would pick all the flowers that could be eaten back to make vegetables and eat.

Pomegranate flowers are not delicious to cook, and now except for those who are really difficult at home, few people in the village will use it to cook and eat. There are also many wild vegetables on the mountain, and most people will choose to dig spring bamboo shoots, shepherd's cabbage and the like first, and only come to pick pomegranate flowers when they have free time.

In addition to eating, pomegranate flowers were also picked and sold for money.

The people of Dachu love flowers, in addition to the flower festival, there are also people who buy flowers on weekdays and go back to insert them, but that is the preference of the people in the city, and the people in the village are reluctant to spend this money.

Some people pick flowers to sell in the town and county, but the pomegranate flowers are not sold at a high price, and a large basket is only □□ money, and you have to go back and forth for at least four hours.

Later, a wealthy family in Dongjiao Village bought land to plant flowers and sold them to the town's dyeing workshop and the people who love flowers, and the flowers planted were fresh and beautiful.

After the beginning of spring, the wild vegetables on the mountain grew one by one, and most of the women and husbands in the village went to dig wild vegetables, and there was no one in the pomegranate forest at this time.

Lu Caimei took the lead with a bamboo basket on her back, and Ruan Yimian followed behind her with a dead branch and a small basket.

When he arrived in the valley, he picked a few usable pomegranate flowers to show his mother, and carefully told his mother what to pay attention to when picking flowers, and the two began to pick flowers.

Pomegranate flowers don't grow too tall, you don't have to climb trees, and it's not that hard to pick. When picking flowers, it is better to choose flowers that are in good condition, red in color, and uniform in color.

Lu Caimei's movements were neat, and she picked it quickly, while Ruan Yimian was slower, but this job was simple, and the two of them picked it for less than half an hour, and the bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets they brought over were full, and it was enough to make a hundred pieces of cotton rouge.

After picking the pomegranate flowers, Lu Caimei found a few large leaves, covered them on the basket and bamboo basket, and took another piece and put it on the ground, letting Ruan Yimian sit down and rest for a while, while she went to a farther place to pick up firewood.

Ruan Yimian waited for his mother to walk away, and then stood up.

He wanted to help collect some firewood, but the villagers were so diligent that the dead branches and leaves were almost all picked up. He searched for a while, but did not find firewood, but found a small clump of "March Rose".

This fruit is not big, and the red ones hang on the branches, which is particularly attractive to look at. It tastes sweet and sour, and it is a rare delicacy for the little children in the village.

Ruan Yimian loved to eat this stuff when he was a child, but his father and mother didn't allow him to go up the mountain, and his brother was busy with his studies, only he, Brother Huo, would keep an eye on these wild fruits when he went up the mountain to hunt, pick them and bring them back to him.

Ruan Yimian carefully plucked the three moons, wrapped them in funnel-shaped leaves, and put them in her own bamboo basket. After finishing all this work, it didn't take long for Lu Caimei to drag the firewood tied up with vines and vines.

After a short rest, the two got up and went home.