I played as an assistant in ancient times

After the guests left, Lin went out of the inner room and sat in the armchair, deep in thought.

Shen Changsui came back and leaned close to her and said, "Mom, I didn't really want to buy thirty pieces of cloth at once. Tell Brother Xin a larger number so he can look for people in the village."

Lin raised his eyes and asked him: "If he finds you thirty horses, will you buy them or not?"

"Buy it, but I will sell it to them again." Shen Changsui stepped forward and massaged her shoulders.

Shen Xiaoye and her cousin came back soon after and sat down next to the old lady, "Grandma, we really have a 50% chance of selling it to them.

You may not have noticed the stain on Uncle Xin's clothes, it was really too mottled."

"Country people don't care about this." Lin glanced at them, and each of them looked like a business savvy.

Shen Cungeng objected: "I care, Brother Zhuangzhuang cares, and Brother Qianjin cares too.

Grandma, we teenagers can't go out wearing ugly colors, right?

I would rather wear sackcloth than that."

Lin looked at them and asked, "Where's the money for the cloth?"

Shen Xiaoye thought there was no need to worry now, "There will always be a way when you reach the mountain, why do we have to buy it? It would be much better to take the dyed cloth at home and exchange it for plain white cotton cloth from them.

Since merchants came to the village to buy cotton, it means they have a lot of cotton fields and have extra money.

Grandma, there are no mountains to the west and south of Linghe County, and the rivers are unobstructed and the transportation is smooth, so there must be potential for buying cloth.

I think we should not be thinking about the thirty pieces of cloth that have not been finished yet, but we should finish dyeing the cloth at home first, and we also need to make indigo from the large cart of woad as soon as possible."

She loves that pile of blue grass so much that after the tank is basically built, she can use it whenever she wants this year without having to go into the mountains to look for raw materials. The little grass grown at home is really too little.

Lin also asked a practical question: "With such a large pile of pine indigo, what if it gets spoiled if there is no large vat to soak it?"

"Mom, have you forgotten that woad is also a medicinal herb? You can just prepare it simply and sell it as medicine." Shen Changsui thought that the old lady might not have had a good rest in the past two days and was thinking too much.

"Furthermore, you can dig a large hole and paint it clean so it can be used as a jar." This is what the ancients did.

Shen Xiaoye didn't dwell on this question and said, "Grandma, my cousin hasn't eaten yet."

"Oh, yes. Brother Geng, go eat quickly. I'm going to take a nap. You guys just do what you need to do." Lin waved her hand to let them go and went back to the inner room.

Shen Xiaoye wanted to take her into the house, but she refused. The three of them looked at each other and decided to ask the other parent what was going on.

Huang said, "As people age, they sleep less at night. Mother hasn't gotten enough sleep in the afternoon these days, so she's not energetic enough and has a lot of worries."

Shen Changsui pondered for a moment and said, "Mother still has a few doses of medicine from Doctor Ge. Let's wait for a few days and see.

From now on, I will use Taoist Master Hengxi’s prescription instead.”

"Well, could it be that I took out the Atractylodes lancea from the medicine bag that day, causing the efficacy of the medicine to change and grandma not to sleep well?" Shen Xiaoye raised her hand to indicate that it might be her fault.

Huang held her hand down, not knowing what to say. Her mother-in-law was mainly concerned about her father-in-law and husband. After they came back, she felt at ease and could eat and sleep well.

She also chased people away, saying, "Eat when it's time to eat, and sleep when it's time to sleep."

After saying this, she went to the east side of the main hall to look at her mother-in-law, hoping that her husband would return home soon.

Shen Changshou wanted to go back earlier, but the river had been blocked for too long, and the customs office kept releasing the boats one by one, so their boat would basically be blocked until tomorrow morning.

He turned around and went to the warehouse to look for his father, but found that his father was not on the boat. Then he saw that his sister's "urn" was locked there, so he was not too anxious.

After asking his colleagues on the boat, he learned that his father and the escort leader had gone to the dock. When he was still wondering, he saw two people coming from the shore carrying things.

He ran down the boat to greet them, "Dad, Chief Chang, what are you buying?"

"Go up and talk." Shen Shanyou and Biaotou Chang shook their heads in tacit understanding, and did not give the things on their shoulders to their son.

The three of them quickly boarded the boat and returned to their respective warehouses. Shen Shanyou put down his things and opened the torn baggage.

Shen Changshou's eyes widened immediately. "Fine cotton cloth? Twelve pieces! Dad, you moved the money from selling the house..."

"Keep your voice down." Shen Shanyou glanced at him, then retracted his gaze and stroked a pile of cloth, saying softly, "Your uncle Chang and I found out too late, and each of us only managed to grab twelve horses.

Do you know how much this piece of cloth costs?"

"How much?" Shen Changshou asked flatteringly.

Shen Shanyou stretched out his five fingers and pinched it. He instantly pulled out the cloth and quickly opened a roll to check. The result was that there was no problem.

"Seven cents? That's too cheap. The fine cotton cloth in Songjiang is never this cheap."

"You are responsible for rolling up what you have unwrapped. Lao Chang and I just spent a long time checking and rolling it up.

I saw it too late, otherwise I could have gotten another 10, 20 or 30 pieces and sold them in the capital for dozens of taels of profit.

Now these few horses can be used by our family.”

"Dad, this cloth has never been soaked in water. How can it be so cheap? It's new." Shen Changshou thought of a possibility and asked nervously, "Is it a gift?"

As soon as he asked this question, he received a slap from his father. He rubbed his shoulder and said, "Dad, are you really going to hit me?"

"Humph! You're not allowed to talk nonsense. How can your uncle Chang and I touch those things on the big dock?

Besides, who would dare to sell those things here in broad daylight?" Shen Shanyou poured himself some water and found that the teapot was empty.

He sat down angrily and said, "These are a few old men who brought the young people from the village to the dock to investigate the market.

The cloth was spun and woven by villagers from Suining, a hundred miles away. Since most of the cloth they woven locally could not be sold at a good price, they came here together to give it a try.

Alas, it’s a pity that I’m short of money, otherwise I should really go there and take a look.

Seventy wen a piece, the quality is no worse than the middle grade cloth from the south, if it is shipped to the capital and sold in large quantities, one can make a few cents, not to mention selling it outside the Great Wall.

The profit will be tripled. Just wait and see. Big merchants will soon flock there to buy the cloth after smelling it."

"Dad, if you think it's okay, why don't I go with you?" Shen Changshou asked tentatively.

Shen Shanyou waved his hand and said, "We are in a strange place. Even if we carry a hundred taels of silver and go with two people to collect the goods, it is not safe."

"If Sui Ge'er were here, he would definitely go." Shen Changshou remembered the batch of soaked cloth sold at 6 cents a piece two years ago, and his second brother bought it decisively and sold it successfully.

But seeing his father's unhappy face, he said, "Dad, Sui Ge'er has changed a lot. He is much better than before when he loved to bury himself in books."

"Bullshit! A scholar should concentrate on his books. Is it his job to think about making money every day?" Shen Shanyou was furious.

Shen Changshou thought, I don't see you care much about your second brother's study, otherwise you wouldn't have insisted on sending him on a long journey before the exam. He said, "How can you study without money? Do you want to recite in the middle of the night when you are hungry and drink cold water?

Dad, people should eat their fill before they can talk about other things. What is that saying? Oh, a full stomach makes one know etiquette."