Chapter 210 New Loom

A few days later, the weather suddenly became muggy and then started to rain lightly.

The rain got heavier and heavier, and it didn't stop until three days.

Most families in the village have dried the golden fungus and snow fungus at home, packed them in cloth bags, and stored them in buckets.

It was already November, and the villagers beat gongs to notify each village that one man from each household would work as a laborer.

This time the labor is to repair the county walls and clean up the rivers flowing through the county. It is estimated to take about a month.

Jiang Sanlang organized a meeting for each household in Nanpo and said to the villagers: "Manager Zhou will come over to collect mushrooms in the next few days. The golden fungus you are going to sell should be prepared and weighed. Don't mix the moldy ones." , so as not to cause discord twice."

When the golden ears were sold last time, some of them mixed them with moldy and black ones. As a result, Zhou Mao found out, which made both parties unhappy.

If it weren't for his own mediation, Zhou Mao would not have planned to purchase the mushrooms from those companies.

Chen Yin said: "Third brother, don't worry, our golden ears have all been selected, and there will definitely not be any bad ones among them."

Chen Zhu also said: "My family's is fine too."

The rest of the villagers assured that that would not happen this time.

After talking about golden ears, Jiang Sanlang talked about cotton seeds and cotton.

"You keep enough cotton and cotton seeds for your own use, and sell some to the county government. Then Sun Lizheng will come to our village to weigh and buy."

This year, their East Village has become the focus of the county magistrate. When picking cotton, the Ming government sent a confidant, Mr. Liao, to inspect the area and made an appointment for 20,000 kilograms of cotton seeds and cotton.

These cotton seeds and cotton must be sent to Fucheng, and then Fucheng will be handed over to the Ministry of Household Affairs, so the quantity must not be small.

"It's only 20,000 kilograms of cotton seeds. Each family in our village can only provide a few hundred kilograms."

"That's right, Sanlang, don't worry, I don't need you to say anything about this and nothing will go wrong."

"My cotton seeds and cotton have been reserved and I am going to sell 800 kilograms to the county government."

"That's right! It's the same with our family." The villagers expressed their opinions one after another.

The supply of cotton and cottonseed this year is not as tight as last year. Every household has planted more than 20 acres.

Jiang Sanlang and his two brothers planted more. They each planted forty acres of land on the south slope, and the cotton harvested could fill several houses.

Fortunately, Yingbao gave the pattern of the cotton gin, and Jiang Sanlang went to the town to ask a carpenter with excellent skills to make it, which was quick and convenient to use.

Jiang Sanlang did not hide his secrets and shared the cotton gin with other villagers, freeing them from the tedious work of manually pulling out cotton seeds.

So this time Jiang Sanlang asked them to sell some of their cotton seeds and cotton to the county government, and the villagers agreed without hesitation.

After all, the price offered by the county government is not as high as that offered by outside merchants. If the villagers sell an extra pound, they will lose one pound of money.

After explaining the matter of cotton seeds and cotton, Jiang Sanlang began to register the labor force list of each household, and then handed the labor list to Sun Lizheng, who reported it to the county government.

The next day, Jiang Sanlang picked up tools and led a group of villagers towards the county seat.

Chuanhe Town is more than a hundred miles away from the county seat. It takes them two days to get there on foot.

Although Ying Bao felt sorry for her father, she had no choice but to give him some pills and two bottles of strengthening potion for him to drink when he was tired.

The day after the villagers went to work, Zhou Mao brought two carriages to Dongchen Village.

As usual, I first went to Jiang Sanlang's house and sat in the main room to chat with Old Man Jiang.

When I saw the exquisite golden ear brought out by the Jiang family, I was a little surprised: "Why is it only twenty pounds?"

Old Man Jiang touched his beard and said with a smile: "Isn't it more than twenty pounds every time?"

"But I clearly heard you say last time that the number planted this time was more than usual." Zhou Mao stared at Old Man Jiang suspiciously: "Could it be that you sold it to others again?"

Old Man Jiang coughed awkwardly: "To be honest, Mr. Xiao from the Xiao family in Fucheng ordered ten catties, and Mr. Li from the town also bought ten catties. That's all my family paid in total, and I'll leave the rest to you."

"Guan Xiao from Fucheng?" Zhou Mao frowned.

Could it be that they were members of the Xiao family, the regimental training and observation envoy of the state capital?

That is an existence that cannot be messed with.

Zhou Mao said nothing more and weighed the golden ear.

At this time, villagers were sending golden fungus and snow fungus one after another.

Zhou Mao asked two guys to check the quality of the goods, while he asked someone to lift the loom from the carriage.

"The loom you ordered was the latest model brought from Wuzhou."

Zhou Mao pointed to the loom and asked, "Where are you going to put it? I'll have someone assemble it for you."

When Chun Niang heard this, she was extremely happy and quickly asked someone to put the loom in a bright and bright side room, "Just put it here, I'm sorry to bother you two."

It's a bit reluctant to place two looms in this room, but they can be placed open and will not be affected when in use.

Zhou Mao not only brought two looms this time, but also invited a master to teach Chun Niang how to arrange threads for weaving.

After assembling it, Chun Niang immediately took the spun thread and put it on the loom, and started to weave tentatively.

It is indeed very easy to use, and the width of the fabric is much wider than my own.

"How much do these two looms cost together?" Chun Niang asked.

Zhou Mao: "Including our consignment fee, the two looms total 230 taels."

"Ah?" Is it so expensive?

Chun Niang turned her attention to the little girl, seeking advice.

Ying Bao nodded at her.

There are certainly not so many in Wuyue, but they have traveled thousands of miles to bring things intact, and it is definitely worth the price.

Moreover, there were no such looms locally. What Zhou Mao brought was not only two looms, but also the latest technology.

As long as I sell the drawings of this kind of loom, I might be able to earn back more than two hundred taels.

When Chun Niang saw her little girl nodding, she no longer hesitated, took the silver and gave it to Zhou Mao.

Fortunately, I had the money given by Mr. Li and Mr. Xiao to buy golden ears, otherwise Chun Niang would not have so much money to pay the bill.

Suddenly, there was a fierce quarrel outside.

I saw Han Miaoniang holding a basket on her back and shouting angrily: "You are bullying people! Why do you accept theirs but not mine?"

The boy said: "Your golden ears are moldy, of course we won't accept them."

"Mold? Where is the mold?" Han Miaoniang shouted loudly: "Don't bully others too much!"

The boy was also angry. He pointed at the golden ears in her basket and said, "Do you think we won't be able to see the mold after wiping it off? No one is a fool. The color of the golden ears has changed. You still said there is mold somewhere?" It’s already moldy, and it’s still slimy, who wants this thing!”

Han Miaoniang plopped down and sat down on the scale, slapping her thighs and crying: "Oh! You city dwellers are bullying others. You only have to look at the dishes for a mushroom. You think I am a woman who is easy to bully, right?" God, I can’t live anymore...”

The boy's face turned red with anger, and he was about to push Han Miaoniang away to take back the scale beam when he saw Manager Zhou coming over and said, "That's it for now, I won't accept it anymore, let's go."

Anyway, the high-quality gold ears have been weighed, and the rest is not important. It doesn’t matter whether you accept them or not.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized what he had done and quickly loaded the truck that had already been weighed and prepared to leave.

The villagers at the back of the queue quit and blamed Han Miaoniang.

Two women came up to her and grabbed her, saying sarcastically: "Ms. Han, who can you blame for the mold in your house? Don't stand in the way and delay our business. If you want to cause trouble, go home and let your man do it." Well, no one here will spoil you."