The happy little days of the Ye family

Back at Ye's house, Ye Qingqing quickly took Mrs. Ye into the house to count the money. She sold a lot of hairbands and headbands today!

I bought 20 solid-color hairbands and headbands of each style, and 5 colored headbands and hairbands of each style. The solid-color ones have been sold out, and the colored ones are only half sold.

"A total of 146 articles were sold." Mrs. Ye smiled from ear to ear.

"Milk, I think we should make more colorful hairbands and headbands. Although solid-colored ones sell out quickly, they are cheap."

Ye Qingqing is a young and courageous person. He is not satisfied with his current income and wants to make more colorful hair accessories to sell.

Old Mrs. Ye disagreed, "Rural areas generally can only afford cheap hair ties and headbands. Those colorful ones are better sold in the county, but not in towns and villages."

On the other side, Father Ye and Mother Ye were also counting money in the room.

Mother Ye counted the money and said happily: "Not counting Niang and Qingqing's hair accessories, I made 302 Wen from setting up the stall today. No wonder people say you don't get rich without business. This business is indeed making money."

Father Ye also agreed very much and said very confidently: "There are big fairs every 3rd and 8th in the town. There are six big fairs a month. If you can earn 300 Wen from each big fair, it will be 1 tael of 8 a month." Money is enough.”

Early the next morning, Father Ye and Mr. Ye drove the donkey cart to Dashan Village.

Because the bacon was at the village chief's place, the father and son went directly to the village chief's house.

Ye's father had previously made bacon stewed with bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms on the pier to try out. Many people on the pier wanted to buy bacon, so the father and son wanted to buy more this time. The father and son each took eight taels of silver and went out to collect the bacon.

Another reason is that the honeysuckle was robbed last time. The father and son became aware of the crisis. They were afraid that the supply would be robbed and wanted to collect more bacon.

The village chief was very happy to know that the father and son wanted to collect 16 taels of bacon, and he quickly took them to the room where the bacon was kept.

The father and son knew that there were about 1000 kilograms of bacon, but they were still frightened by the room full of bacon.

The bacon was hung on the beams of the roof, and the air was densely packed with bacon. Father Ye was startled when he saw the hanging pig head in the corner, which was a bit scary.

The village chief looked at the room full of bacon and said happily: "There are 712 kilograms of cured pork in total, 58 kilograms of cured rabbits and chickens, 146 kilograms of cured ribs, and 9 cured pig heads, which are about 8 or 9 kilograms. one."

Father Ye: "How much do these cured pork ribs and cured pig heads cost per pound?"

"Fresh wild boar is two cents a pound cheaper than domestic pork. The cured ribs and bacon heads are both 18 cents a pound."

This price was negotiated between the village chief and the villagers. Nowadays, everyone likes to eat fatty meat, and it is difficult to sell those with less meat, such as ribs and pig heads.

Mr. Ye took a waxed pig head, and Father Ye took a piece of cured pork ribs. The two looked at them carefully. They were in good quality and smelled good.

Mr. Ye and Father Ye whispered, discussing how to distribute the 16 taels.

Mr. Ye: "I want 400 kilograms of cured pork, cured chicken, cured rabbit and cured ribs. I want them all, and I want two cured pig heads."

"Okay, okay, I'm going to weigh you."

The village chief took out a huge weighing beam from the corner and called his son Yang Guo to come over and weigh the bacon together.

The village chief weighed the bacon, took out an abacus, fiddled with it, and said, "The total is 16 taels plus 112 Wen, with more than 1 tael left. Do you want some more bacon?"

Father Ye: "No, I want to collect some more dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms."

"Okay, I'll ask Yang Guo to notify the villagers and take the dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms to the drying ground."

Several people took the bacon to the yard and found several villagers waiting for Ye's father with dried bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms.

Father Ye asked the villagers to wait at the drying ground first, and he would go there later.

Mr. Ye and Father Ye first unloaded the goods from the donkey cart. Fortunately, Father Ye had sorted the things into several large backpacks in advance.

The bacon was piled up on most of the donkey cart, and several large baskets were carried by the village chief, his son, and Ye's father. Mr. Ye drove the donkey cart to the drying ground in a few days.

Father Ye saw that no villagers came to bring honeysuckle, so he thought there should be someone else collecting honeysuckle in the village.

It hasn't rained recently, so there aren't many mushrooms and bamboo shoots on the mountain. Father Ye only collected dozens of kilograms of dried mushrooms and about 80 kilograms of dried bamboo shoots.

After collecting the mountain goods, the father and son started selling goods again. The women in the village gathered around to pick things.

"My son is getting married soon. No one can steal this red fabric from me." A thin old lady said while holding the red fabric.

Then he quickly grabbed a piece of flawless yellow-brown fabric and made new clothes for the family.

During this time, every household had some money from selling mountain products and bacon. Father Ye hadn't been here for a long time, so the family was short of a lot of things.

When she got home in the evening, Ye Mu made cured pork ribs stewed with bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms. This dish received unanimous praise, and everyone thought it was more delicious than the previous stew with cured pork.

Father Ye decided to try stewed bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms with cured pork ribs tomorrow.

The father and son arrived at the pier. Before they could move the stove out, many regular customers gathered around them.

Before the stall was even tidied up, dozens of kilograms of cured pork were sold in one fell swoop.

When Father Ye brought out the sample of cured pork ribs stewed with bamboo shoots and dried mushrooms, there were even more people at the stall. People who had just bought cured pork in advance quickly bought a few kilograms of pork ribs and went back.

There were more and more people at the stall, and there was even a restaurant owner who proudly bought 100 kilograms of cured pork ribs and 100 kilograms of cured pork. He also bought 20 kilograms of cured chicken and cured rabbit.

There are less and less bacon on the stall, except for the two bacon heads that no one cares about.

Mainly because I didn’t know how to make the pig head after I bought it. It was a bit of a loss to buy a waxed pig head for more than 100 yuan.

In just over an hour, except for two bacon heads, all the bacon on the stall was sold out.

The father and son felt that the two wax pig heads could not be sold today, so they drove the donkey cart home early with the two wax pig heads.

When he got home, Ye's father brought a waxed pig head to Ye's mother. Ye's mother was good at cooking and asked Ye's mother to study how to make the cured pig's head into a dish.

The next day, the father and son went to Dashan Village again. Except for the bacon heads, the father and son collected all the bacon in Dashan Village.

Looking at the remaining seven waxed pig heads, the village chief felt a little pity. Such good waxed pig heads, why can't they be sold?

In addition to the cured pork in the hands of the village chief, the father and son also collected dozens of kilograms of cured chickens and rabbits from the village.

On the third day, the father and son took bacon to the pier to set up a stall.

Many people on the pier have bought bacon, and the stall seems a bit deserted today.

Fortunately, I met a few merchants from out of town who wrapped the bacon on the stall directly, but the bacon head was still left in the end.

The father and son made an estimated 6 taels of silver in the past two days. Father Ye felt that he would be able to earn back the money he spent to buy Xiaohoushan this year.

Father Ye moved the remaining waxed pig heads back to the donkey cart and prepared to go to the county to buy more goods. They've all come to the county, and there's no way they can make excuses if they don't bring in something.