I Was Called a Poor Widow, But I Relied on My Supernatural Powers To Fight Back In Ancient Times - #926 - Chapter 926 Harvest Season
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Tch, such delicious pears must be sold to wealthy people for early taste. The sweeter and waterier they are, the more people will eat them.
Listening to the chattering tone of the girls, Baiyunxi chuckled, What you said makes sense. Pears are crisp, sweet and juicy. Eating pears can promote fluid production, clear away heat, moisturize dryness and reduce phlegm. It is an indispensable fruit in autumn.
Saying that, Baiyunxi told Qingsong,
You go back and ask Mo Fuzi to help you write a sign, write the effects of pears on it, and put it at the door of the store. Pears have a lot of water, so when weighed, price them at fifteen cents per catty. We’ll see what happens.
Things are rare and expensive. During this period, fruit production was small and prices remained high.
Of course, as the girls said, only rich people are willing to buy fruits, and ordinary people will not waste their money.
Therefore, the price level has almost no impact on them.
Hey~, don’t worry Yiren, our pears grow well and they will definitely be popular.
There are many people and strength, so in a short time, five or six baskets were picked.
If these are in good condition, send them to the shop for sale. If they are not in good condition, just pick them and make Qiuli paste directly, so there is no waste.
When she came, she brought all the maids and women in the house, and while chatting and laughing, she got the job done.
After the stove was built and slightly dry, Du ordered people to set up a pot and a steamer to start steaming the pears.
Baiyunxi has taught these tasks before, and Du is so serious about learning that he can get started by just taking the girl with him. Bai Yunxi was watching from the side, and if he didn’t grasp something well, he would give a warning.
During this period, Baiyunxi returned to the city to customize a batch of pottery pots, all of which were one pound in size. The patterns of the four beauties looked very elegant.
The process of making Qiuli paste is simple but time-consuming.
Fortunately, in the specially prepared room here, Baiyun Xi took Du Shi to live in it.
After Wenyou learned that she was in the orchard, she came directly.
The fresh pears are on the market and are highly praised by everyone. The price is medium for Fucheng. In addition, the quality is good and there is a sample fruit plate. Two or three baskets are sold every day, which is about two to three hundred kilograms.
Qingsong travels between the orchard and the shop every day, only responsible for delivering goods.
When the fruit was ripe, Baiyunxi did not forget about the Wu family and the Xu family. They both sent a basket to show their appreciation.
After working for twenty days in a row, Baiyunxi was very happy when she saw the jars of Qiuli ointment placed in the room.
Qiuli ointment is the concentrated essence of pears. It can not only maintain health but can also be used as medicine to treat coughs and protect the lungs.
Baiyunxi directly set the price of Chunqiu pear ointment at 2 guan per jar, which was a fair price.
After all, a jar of Qiuli paste consumes too many pears, so the price is not worth it.
In order to facilitate identification, Baiyunxi also designed a small label for Qiuli Paste. There is a white word hidden inside a white pear flower.
The oval-shaped jar can be scooped out directly with a spoon, making it easy to use.
Grandma Zhu looked at the exquisite jar and suggested softly, Yi Ren, our shop sells food only. This Qiuli ointment has medicinal effects. Isn’t it a bit cheap to put it in the shop?
Qiuli ointment is also a kind of food, and we can’t open a separate shop just for this. Besides, the quantity is limited and will be sold while supplies last.
Bai Yunxi looked at the Qiuli ointment on display and chuckled softly.
The pears here have just been picked and the dates are ripe again.
Everyone started beating dates again and drying them.
Dried red dates are considered dry goods, so it is suitable to put them in the shop. Even so, Baiyunxi still asked Qingsong to transport two baskets of fresh dates to the shop, and the price was still fifteen cents per catty, giving people a taste.
The autumn weather is crisp and clear. When the dates arrive, they are dried directly in the orchard and then collected into the warehouse when they are dry.
Then it’s time to harvest persimmons, which have many uses.
Baiyunxi is going to bake a batch, make another batch of persimmon cakes, and harvest some persimmon frost to buy at the pharmacy.
Baked persimmons are soft, waxy and sweet. It is simple to make. You only need to dig two cellars in the ground and connect them in the middle. One is to store the persimmons and the other is to burn the fire. The heat is used to ripen the persimmons and become soft, waxy and delicious.
It is not troublesome to make persimmons. Just clean the persimmons, peel them, expose them to the sun, turn them over regularly, and knead the cakes when they become soft. Then continue to dry them and continue to press them into cakes. When the persimmons are soft and hard, add them layer by layer. In the vat, put a layer of persimmons and a layer of persimmon skins, seal them, and seal them for seven or eight days. A layer of white crystals will form around the persimmons, which is persimmon frost.
Afterwards, you can collect the excess persimmon frost and that’s it.
Persimmons can also be sold as dry goods.
Baiyunxi took Du Shi and concealed all the production processes for her again. Looking at Du Shi’s busy figure, Baiyunxi sat beside her and drank tea and rested.
Mammy Zhu looked at her master and was extremely shocked. She had followed him all the way from harvesting the pears to now. She never thought that there would be so many masters. The most valuable thing is that she can teach these skills to her aunt without reservation.
This alone is shocking enough.
According to normal thinking, Yiren craftsmanship should be taught to the fourth master. Even if it is not feasible, it can be taught to the second master. However, there are always hidden dangers in teaching it to a person with a foreign surname.
One of these crafts alone is enough to support a family.
Yi Ren has taught you so much in one go, aren’t you afraid that your eldest aunt won’t be able to remember it?
Listening to Mammy Zhu’s thoughts, Bai Yunxi knew what she was thinking and curled her lips.
I have taught my daughters-in-law how to make persimmon cakes and how to extract persimmon cream. But I didn’t make many of them before. I was afraid that she wouldn’t remember them, so I repeated them to her again. They all said that the skills are not overwhelming. Learn more of the same thing and have multiple layers. Assure.
For Anya, I always owe her. The boss did something wrong and made her divorce at such a young age. It was the Bai family that was sorry for her. I always want to make up for it elsewhere.
Just make up for it?
She doesn’t look like it. Yiyi has done more for her than the third girl. Those who don’t know think that Du is the master’s daughter.
Listening to Aunt Zhu’s complaints, Baiyunxi trembled at the corners of her mouth.
Just because An Jing was her biological daughter, her brothers, the fourth and fifth sisters, would not treat her badly no matter what. Even if she didn’t know anything, she was still a serious aunt of the Bai family.
But Du Shi is different. Now she is protecting her, but in the future she can only rely on Yaya.
If she were no longer around one day and the brothers all had their own families, Mrs. Du would appear to stand out.
If she has skills and there is a place for her to shine in the family, there will be a place for her in the Bai family.
Having craftsmanship is always more comfortable than eating for free at home.
Listening to the master’s explanation, Mammy Zhu’s eyes turned red, Master is generous and kind. We are really lucky to meet you.
An outsider can make long-term plans for her, so naturally he won’t embarrass slaves like them.
Vats of persimmons and bags of dates were transported back to the Fuzhong warehouse, and the work in the orchard finally came to an end. (End of chapter)