The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

The next day was market day, so I went to the market in the morning.

Old Man Ning also wants to go with us in his wheelchair. He is going to buy a donkey today.

Ordinary people were not allowed to raise horses, mules were hard to find, and cows walked too slowly.

Although donkeys are a little stubborn, they are cheap and willing to endure hardships, so it is a reasonable purchase.

Only Chunniang was left at home, and she was told to keep the door closed and not open it to anyone.

The well had been dug yesterday, and Zhou Yue wanted to go to the blacksmith shop in the town to take a look.

See if you can get a blacksmith to build you a water pump for home use.

It is also possible to use a manual windlass to pump water, but it would be great if there was a water pump so that children could pump water up as if they were playing. It would be safe and clean.

First go to the pharmacy to sell medicinal materials, and then go to the blacksmith shop to communicate with the blacksmith.

Now some people have followed the trend to collect medicinal herbs, and Zhou Yue knows that this is unavoidable.

People from the village often came to his house to ask about the appearance of medicinal herbs. Zhou Yue told them everything he knew and taught them wholeheartedly.

In addition to the mountain land purchased by each family, everyone can collect medicinal herbs from the public mountain land.

However, it does take talent to know plants.

Even among farmers who often deal with crops, some can learn it after being taught once, while others who go to the mountains to pick them often make mistakes.

Some people tried collecting them a few times, but found that most of them were fake. They became discouraged and never went again.

Instead of working so hard and not being able to make any money, you might as well go to the town or county to do some hard labor and earn a few copper coins a day.

Coming out of the blacksmith shop, Zhou Yue discovered that there were two stalls selling fish in the market.

It is inevitable that businesses will be imitated, and what we need to do is to keep innovating.

Besides, there are only a limited number of fish in the river and they grow slowly. This small business will soon be unable to continue due to lack of raw materials.

Walking back to his stall, Qing Mo was a little depressed when he saw that more than half of the fish had not been sold.

"Mom, what should I do? It's getting harder and harder to sell."

"It doesn't matter. If we can't sell it, we can just eat it at home."

“But I haven’t made much money yet.”

She hasn't even earned enough to pay the five taels of silver fine.

"Don't worry, we'll think of other ways."

"Oh, by the way, Mom, Xuandi's birthday is on August 15th, which is still ten days away. How are we going to celebrate it for him this year?"

"Uh, Mid-Autumn Festival birthday?"

"Yeah, mother, have you forgotten again?"

Jun Mo came over, sat on Zhou Yue's lap, twisting around, looking at Zhou Yue with his pair of slender almond-shaped eyes, sparkling.

"Brother Jun also wants to celebrate his birthday?"

Jun Mo nodded heavily.

"Okay, Jun'er is having a birthday too, how about you and your brother celebrate it together? I'll make you a big birthday cake."

Jun Mo's eyes brightened. It sounded delicious.

"Mom, what is a birthday cake?"

"It's a kind of dessert made of flour, eggs, and sugar. It's soft, sweet, and delicious."

“Is it better than steamed buns?”

“Is it better than peach cake?”

“Is it better than Twist-n-Twist?”

Uh, dim sum, yes, the dim sum nowadays are all traditional dim sum, seasoned and preserved with sugar and oil.

You can make cakes and biscuits of later generations and see if there is a market for them.

"I'll make it for you when I get back. Try it first and see if it tastes good."

"Yeah."

"Okay, I'm going to have a treat too." A male voice came.

Turning around, I saw Old Man Cui coming with Xuan Mo.

Everyone bowed, but Old Man Cui waved his hand and told everyone to stop bowing.

Old man Cui sat on a small stool, staring at the oil pan where the fish was frying.

Zhou Yue laughed secretly in his heart. This old man has no other hobbies except eating.

In fact, Xuan Mo brought him some fried fish in the morning, but fried fish tastes better only after it has been fried fresh, so he didn't bring it.

When Qing Mo saw this, he quickly fried a plate of white fish and brought it to Master Cui.

White fish was rare, so most of them went into Old Man Cui’s stomach.

Old man Cui was very happy eating the fried white fish.

"It would be nice if there was some wine."

When Zhou Yue heard Master Cui mention wine, he quickly took the opportunity to try it.

"Master Cui, our Dahui wine is allowed to be made privately, right? How can we get a license to brew and sell wine?"

"Well, you want to make wine?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I just want to ask to see if I can apply for a license."

"Well, our Dahui Dynasty is different from the previous dynasty. Although the liquor industry is a government monopoly, private brewing and sales of low-alcohol liquor are allowed.

However, it is true that this license is difficult to obtain. It needs to be issued directly by the Ministry of Households and the conditions are very strict.

As far as I know, in the more than 70 years since the founding of the country, only about ten liquor licenses have been issued.

Zhou, you want to make wine?

"Uh, is it that difficult? Forget it. I won't make wine. I'll make vinegar and beverages."

"I know vinegar, but it's too sour. What is a drink?"

"Well, it's a delicious sugary drink, sour and sweet."

"Really? Then make it and let me taste it."

"Okay, no matter who you are, I won't stop you from drinking. Master, please rest assured."

"If you really want to make wine, and the wine is good, I can help you ask and see if you can get a license."

Old man Cui said seriously.

Uh, does this old man dare to brag so much? Who is he?

At this time in the capital, Song Yuan went to the palace to express his gratitude, and he was promoted to the fifth rank.

His official position was also changed from Dali Temple Chief to Dali Temple Deputy Minister.

Definitely the second-in-command of the Dali Temple.

Although the emperor did not have the key power to control his promotion, it was the emperor who made the proposal and it was the emperor who made the final decision and stamped his seal.

Song Yuan still had to go and thank his cousin the emperor.

"Cousin, did you find the ginseng I asked you to find? The Queen Mother has always wanted a hundred-year-old fresh ginseng, and I want to find it for her.

I hope you can do your best to fulfill my wish."

Song Yuan complained, you just talk about looking, looking, looking, but looking for people, looking for ginseng, it costs money everywhere.

"I know that you need money to do things. Although your salary has increased, it is not high, and your family also needs your support.

I cleaned out the inner treasury and found out one hundred taels of silver. You can take it.

After all, you are an official, so don't be too stingy. You must spend money where it is necessary, and don't be too harsh on your subordinates. "

The emperor is pitiful.

This dynasty is not like the previous dynasties. The emperor has an inner treasury under his control, and he owns land, industries and income.

The emperor of this dynasty was very frustrated. Although he had an inner treasury, he had no right to use it.

All expenses in the palace need to be recorded in the accounts and cannot be spent casually.

If the emperor spent money recklessly, the Zongzheng, who was in charge of the royal family, would jump out and blame the emperor.

He would also report the matter to the court, and the ministers would curse the emperor like crazy.

Stupidity, lawlessness, extravagance... one big hat after another was put down on him.

Emperors Taizu and Taizong took great pains to prevent their descendants from repeating the mistakes of the previous dynasties and imposed many restrictions on the emperor.

However, Taizu established Dahui and Taizong expanded the territory, and they were all outstanding generals who fought in mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The system they established has no effect on themselves, as they do not rely on monthly salaries to make a living.

But this no longer works for today's saints.

The emperor, like the concubines in the harem, lived on a monthly salary.