Farmer's Favorite

What Qin Xiucai left behind is very dramatic.

On the second day, I moved my belongings and came to live in Xishan Village.

There was no family member accompanying him, only the servants around him.

That is, from this day on.

The book school in Xishan Village officially started.

It's just that it's a little different from everyone's imagination. It's not Qin Xiucai who teaches the children, but Xu Ning, the servant next to him, becomes the teacher.

Xu Ning said that he was Qin Xiucai's servant, but he could also be said to be his disciple. Teaching children is definitely not a problem.

Only one hour in the morning every day, Qin Xiucai will start the class, and this class is not extremely profound, but teaches children to paint, among them, Wen Zheng is among the people who teach.

Although it is said that it is a school in my own village, it still needs to be completed, but the money can be used by every household.

As a result, many more children came to study, so Xu Ning simply divided into two shifts.

Bundle repairs are an expense.

There are also books, pens and ink, and paper that are also places where money is spent.

Although Zhuang Xinyan has no children in the Shushu, he donated a lot of rice paper to the Shushu free of charge when the first batch of rice paper was made.

In this way, children don't need to be afraid of spending money, so they can't even practice well.

After the school affairs were arranged, Zhuang Xinyan's own major affairs were next.

The first batch of rice paper has been made. Although the workers are not skilled in the work, the process is not difficult. Although the rice paper produced is not the best, it is definitely not bad.

"Master, a total of 130 four volumes of rice paper have been produced this time, and besides those given to the Shushu, there are still 120 four volumes."

Listening to the reported number, Zhuang Xinyan raised his forehead slightly. He looked at the person in front of him, but he was a little surprised.

He chose ten people, but he didn't know beforehand whether they had anything special, but he didn't think there were a few interesting people among them.

The one in front of him was the one who was not the oldest, but he was the only one among them who could read and write, and he was also the first one who dared to speak after he was brought back to the village that day.

He pondered for a while, then said: "Wait for Shopkeeper Yuan from Bafang Pavilion to come, and you will follow along."

Shannai was overjoyed, and quickly thanked him.

Although the group of them have only come here not long ago, they have seen clearly during this period of time. Although this place is only a village, the master is extremely capable. If he is by his side, as long as he is loyal, he will not worry about not having a good life .

Now that the master has said this, among other people, why don't they focus on him.

So, how could he not be excited.

Taking out a stack of rice paper and putting it on the table, Zhuang Xin stretched his hand to pick up one, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it slightly, the rice paper has a round flavor and a plush feel, although it is not the best, it is not bad.

At this time, Yuan Yi just rushed over. He looked at the things on the table, his eyes lit up suddenly, "Okay, brother Zhuang, I didn't expect you to have this ability."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, immediately picked up the brush next to him, and wrote a few words on the rice paper.

After the thick ink is dripped on, the ink dots are blurred and the edges are relatively neat.

He immediately said: "This paper is not bad."

It's not the best, but it's not bad either. As far as he knows, there are about thirty sheets of rice paper like this out there.

Immediately, Yuan Yi put down his pen, took a sip of hot tea, and said, "Are you planning to do this about the rice paper? What price will you pay for it? Don't you still plan to let people from your village get involved?"

Three questions in succession, but not urgent.

It's just because he knows that this kind of rice paper can't be considered inferior, it can only be regarded as the lower middle. The salted eggs are very good.

So, he wasn't in a hurry.

But then he said: "It's good if people from Xishan Village join in, if there are fewer people selling salted eggs, the quantity on my side will be more. You don't know, salted eggs have become a bestseller in our Bafang Pavilion now." .”

Zhuang Xinyan raised his head, and what caught his eyes was the bright smile on the face of the person opposite him. He said, "It can make shopkeeper Yuan so happy. I think the salted eggs will make your master a lot of money."

"Money is a trivial matter. There are some things that can't be bought with money." Shopkeeper Yuan didn't deny it. Instead, he laughed a few times heartily, and then said: "Let's not talk about this beforehand, let's talk about this rice paper." thing."

Zhuang Xinyan lowered his eyes, fixed his eyes on the table, and answered his previous question, "I won't let Xishan Village get involved in the matter of rice paper, after all, they have salted eggs and they can't spare them. As for the price, what is the price?" How about sixty papers?"

"Hiss." Yuan Yi took a breath and asked quickly, "Is it my price or the market price?"

Zhuang Xinyan didn't answer, but he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile, "Guess?"

Yuan Yi immediately said: "The price of the goods."

The two prices he asked were actually quite different.

If it was the price he got the goods, then he would have to add some money to it when he turned around and sold it. If he really wanted to calculate it, it would be about one hundred and fifty pieces. If this calculation is done, it will be different from the market price. Very small, but still has some advantages after all.

As for the other price, Yuan Yi didn't dare to think about it, the difference was doubled, even if there was Jing Jiazhi's name, the world's choice would be known after thinking about it.

After all, this grade of rice paper is not the best, and those who will buy it are those who do not have much money in their families. With such a disparity in choice, the world will never make the second choice.

Zhuang Xinyan shook his head with a smile, he said: "This is the selling price I gave, the selling price on the market, as for the price to get the goods, it is one hundred Wen and ninety pieces."

Yuan Yi stood up abruptly, clenched his hands tightly, his face flushed instantly.

The purchase price of [-] sheets of [-] Wen, and then sell [-] sheets of [-] Wen, and [-] of them will make a profit.

It's definitely a big deal, and it's the biggest of the big.

And this price may not even be able to afford the lowest grade of rice paper in the market. There are so many scholars in the world who have to use more than a dozen sheets a day. After careful calculation, it is definitely not a small deal.

Furthermore, such a low-cost business takes care of scholars in the world. If you really win this business, will you worry about selling well in front of scholars?

He hurriedly asked, "Who else do you plan to do this business with?"

After finishing speaking, I couldn't help but feel that it was extravagant. For such a good business, even if he was replaced, he would not choose one person alone.

However, Zhuang Xinyan said: "Don't talk about the long-term, I don't plan to cooperate with others in a short period of time, I only want to cooperate with you, Big Brother Yuan."

If it was excitement before, it is ecstasy now.

Even though he called Zhuang Xinyan "Little Brother Zhuang" every time they talked, the other party always responded with "Treasurer Yuan", and now such a name, does it mean that the relationship between the two of them is getting closer.

Speaking of it, this is more joyful than being able to get the rice paper business, "Okay, I accept the kindness of brother Zhuang."

In fact, Yuan Yi didn't notice before that Zhuang Xinyan's smile towards him had long since lost his alienation.

After all, Zhuang Xinyan is not such a ignorant person. He has been with Yuan Yi so many times, and he is actually very satisfied with Yuan Yi's character. Although he is a little cautious, he has no bad intentions.

From the very beginning when he was a farmer without any power, Yuan Yi wanted to try to snatch the flower cakes and moon cake recipes from him. Places aren't hard, or even easy.

But he didn't.

Even in the end, he quietly helped the village in many secret things. Although Yuan Yi didn't mention it publicly, he knew it.

Therefore, Zhuang Xinyan was willing to give him a gift, and he was also willing to give him a gift.

He said: "Brother Yuan, I'm afraid I didn't understand that I only deal with you in the rice paper business, not Bafang Pavilion."

Bafang Pavilion is Bafang Pavilion, and Yuan Yi is Yuan Yi.

Although Yuan Yi is from Bafang Pavilion, he only cares about Yuan Yi's face in this matter.

Because he also knew that the rice paper matter was definitely a major event, and once Yuan Yi reported it, it would definitely attract other people from Bafang Pavilion, even the master of Bafang Pavilion.

As for the gift Zhuang Xinyan gave Yuan Yi now, no matter who came, he would only recognize Yuan Yi as the person who talked to him.

In this way, Yuan Yi's status in Bafang Pavilion is much higher.

Yuan Yi has been in business for many years, so how can he not understand the meaning of this, the corners of his mouth are getting more and more cracked, and the corners of his eyes are filled with thick wrinkles. gone."

"No need to be polite." Zhuang Xinyan said.

The two of them talked a lot about the rice paper, and then they changed the topic and started chatting.

At this time, Yuan Yi suddenly said: "By the way, there is a strange thing going on in the town these days."

"What's so strange?" Zhuang Xinyan raised his eyes and looked outside the door. He thought that his little husband must have gone to Lin Dong's again at this time, and Lin Dong would have to give birth in about half a month. A little worried, I ran over from time to time, and the time with me was much less.

He was distracted thinking, Lin Dong had better hurry up and give birth.

"The refugees in the town suddenly disappeared a lot. It is said that the servants of many families also ran away for no reason. They reported to the officials, but there was no news. It seems that they were suppressed by the county magistrate." Yuan Yi After finishing speaking, he immediately lowered his voice and said, "I have inquired a little bit, and it is said that someone above has specifically ordered the Yamen not to intervene, but I don't know why."

Zhuang Xinyan listened halfway, then put his mind back.

Because he suddenly remembered what happened when he went to the town to buy people that day, especially those few men.