A lucky wife born again from a farm family

The seasonings she made before were only five flavors, but this time she added three flavors, buying a total of eight spices.

Gu Jinli planned to use these eight raw materials to prepare three flavors of spices. One was the spice originally sold, which she named Wufu spice, one was Liufu spice, and the other was Bafu spice.

As for why there is no Seven Blessings Spice, it is because the ancients believed that the seven characters were unlucky, so she had no use for it.

The three spices have different flavors. The Eight Blessings spice has the best taste and the most expensive cost, so it is sold the most.

She wanted a lot of spices and raw materials, and she was familiar with Xuanhufang, so Mutong personally drove to deliver them to them.

"The medicinal materials are all here, you can check them out." Mutong and the two medicine boys opened the bags containing the medicinal materials.

Gu Jinli took out the medicinal materials as usual, taking out a few tablets from each bag, smelling it first, then putting it in his mouth and chewing it. After tasting it carefully for a while, he nodded and confirmed: "Uncle Mutong, there is no problem with the Shamrock. "

After Mu Tong heard this, he wrote a word "ke" in the column of "shannai" in a book.

Gu Jinli moved to another bag, took out Amomum villosum, put it in his mouth and held it in his mouth. After a while, when he was sure it was okay, he told Mu Tong again.

A quarter of an hour later, she had tested all eight medicinal materials.

Mutong reported to their family: "You bought eight kinds of medicinal materials this time, each weighing fifty kilograms, that is four hundred kilograms. The average price of each kilogram of medicinal materials is one hundred and forty wen, a total of fifty-six taels of silver. "

Mutong said, handing a piece of yellow paper with densely written small characters to Gu Dashan: "On it are the detailed prices of various medicinal materials. Brother Gu, take a look."

Gu Dashan took the yellow paper, handed it to Gu Jinli, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu can read."

Mrs. Cui also taught him how to read, but he was busy making money to support his family. He didn't learn much. He could read some simple characters, such as the name of the medicinal materials written on this yellow paper. Eight out of ten of his characters were missing. know.

Gu Jinli took the yellow paper, looked at it, put it away, and said, "Uncle Mutong, the accounts are correct."

After hearing this, Gu Dashan took out a bag of silver and handed it to Mutong with both hands: "Brother Mutong, count it."

This bag of money was collected by several families, and the capital was paid according to dividends. His family had to contribute 40% of the money, and each of the other six families contributed 10%.

Mutong took the silver, weighed it first, and after making sure the silver was not adulterated, he opened the bag and counted it, saying, "The number of money is correct, exactly fifty-six taels."

Then he looked at Gu Jinli and said with a smile: "That means you are thinking of cooking with medicinal herbs. Not to mention, the spices taste great."

What's even better is that the medicinal materials used by this girl are all good for the body, and even if people with diseases take them, they will not have any effect.

Gu Jinli said: "Uncle Mutong, this is my family's secret. You have to help us keep it a secret."

Mutong knew she was joking. Spices are just like prescriptions. Even if you know all the raw materials and use the wrong dosage, you won't get the same effect. Therefore, the Gu family's use of medicinal materials to make seasonings does not need to be kept secret at all.

Mutong knew that the Gu family had been busy recently, so after saying a few words, he said goodbye and left: "We are going back first, you can just be busy."

"Brother Mu, let's go slowly." Gu Dashan went to see Mu Tong off, and when he came back, he moved the medicinal materials back to his main room.

While they were moving the medicinal materials, Mr. Qin and Qin Sanlang took the people from the kiln back to the end of the village.

"This is it. Move down the water jars and clay pots. Put the water jars in the room on the left, and the clay pots in the main room." Mr. Qin stood in the yard of the workshop, pointed to the house on the left, and pointed. House, humanity to the kiln.

"Hey, I got it." The foreman of the kiln said to the boy who came to transport the goods: "Hurry up and move quickly. Bazi went to carry the pottery pot, and the others followed me to lift the water tank. They were all careful, and they broke it. One, but we have to pay for it ourselves."

"Hey, I got it, Fang Tou." The guys responded. There were five people in the group, one carrying the clay pot, and the remaining four carrying the water vat in pairs.

Mr. Qin and the others bought a large water tank with a diameter of one meter and a height of one and a half meters. It was very difficult to move. Foreman Fang and the others worked carefully for two quarters of an hour before they finished moving all four large water tanks.

Everyone was exhausted, but it was worth it to get money for transporting goods.

Foreman Fang rested for a while, took a breath, and said to Mr. Qin: "Mr. Qin, your family bought four large water tanks, ten five-jin, thirty one-jin, and fifty half-jin clay pots. , a total of three taels, six hundred and fifty cents, you paid three taels of silver to the kiln, and now you are still short of 650 cents for pottery and 260 cents for transportation."

The things this family bought were too heavy and the distance was long, so it was hard to transport them. Each of them had to be given fifty cents to transport the goods. He was the foreman, so he had to pay ten cents more.

Mr. Qin knew that they were all hard workers and would not deduct their hard-earned money. He asked Qin Sanlang to go into the house to check the water tank and pottery pot. After making sure that they were not damaged, he took out a couple of silver and handed them to Foreman Fang.

Foreman Fang happily took it and gave Mr. Qin ninety coins: "Please take it, our work is finished."

Mr. Qin nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, walk slowly."

Foreman Fang and the others took the money, pulled up the delivery truck, and left Dafeng Village.

In the afternoon, when Third Grandpa and the others came back from their stall, Village Chief He took He Laoguo and the others to sign a contract. Only after signing the contract could they go to the Gu family's workshop to work.

Qin Gu Luotian's family had been making a lot of noise all day, and the people in the village were extremely envious.

But it's useless to be envious. Village Chief He said that the Gu family can hire whoever they want to work. They can't make trouble. If they want to work in the Gu family's workshop, they have to wait.

They had no choice but to wait eagerly, thinking that when Qin Gu Luotian's family's business was getting bigger and better, they would be able to work in the workshop when they were short of manpower.

The Lu family is also very envious. There are many people who want to work in the Gu family's workshop, but the Lu family has offended the Gu family so much that the Gu family cannot hire them.

The Lu family members thought about the high wages given by the Gu family, and their flesh ached so much that they cursed Mr. Lu: "Suffering from the plague, Lu Zhudan, this old and immortal thing. When a family is rich, they know they are enjoying happiness. When his family suffers, he knows that he is enjoying happiness." By dragging us down, what evil have we done!"

The Gu Jinli family didn't care how much the He family envied them or the Lu family scolded them. After three days of busy work, it was finally March 16th.

On that day, several families got up before dawn, killed chickens and stewed meat, prepared things for worship, put on new clothes made of cotton, took the plaque sent by Shang Xiucai, and hung it high on the courtyard door.

"Da Shan, put the incense table on the table."

"Dagui, go see how your wife is preparing the bean dregs cake? Tell her that there are many people in the village, so don't make all the bean dregs. Otherwise, it won't be divided enough and it won't look good."

They didn't set up a stall today, they only sold white tofu, and kept the bean dregs. They made all the bean dregs cakes and distributed them to the villagers, so that everyone could celebrate the opening of the workshop together.

"Hey, I'll go right away." Gu Dagui ran home and told Mrs. Chen what the third grandmother had said.

Mrs. Chen disagreed and felt that they should not distribute the bean dregs cakes to the villagers. It would be nice to sell them for money, but they still had to live in the village. When there was a happy event, they had to distribute something to everyone according to the rules of the village.