Chapter 179: Workshop opened【2】
Chapter 179 The workshop is opened【2】
The spices she made before only had five flavors, but this time she added three flavors, and bought a total of eight spice raw materials.
Gu Jinli plans to use these eight raw materials to prepare three flavors of spices. One is the spice originally sold, which she named Wufu spice, one is Liufu spice, and the other is Bafu spice.
As for why there are no seven blessing spices, it is because the ancients thought that the seven characters were unlucky, so she had no use for them.
The taste of the three spices is different. The Eight Blessings spice has the best taste and the most expensive cost, so it is the most expensive.
She wanted a lot of spices and raw materials, and she was familiar with Xuanhufang, so Mutong personally followed the car to deliver them to them.
“The medicinal materials are all here, you can check them out.” Mutong and the two medicine boys opened the bags containing the medicinal materials.
Gu Jinli took out the medicinal materials as usual, taking out a few tablets from each bag, smelling it first, then putting it in his mouth and chewing it. After tasting it carefully for a while, he nodded and confirmed: "Uncle Mutong, there is no problem with the Sanpi. "
Hearing this, Mu Tong wrote a word in the column of Shanji in a booklet.
Gu Jinli turned to another bag, took out Amomum villosum, put it in his mouth and held it in his mouth. After a while, when he was sure it was okay, he told Mutong again.
A quarter of an hour later, she had tested all eight medicinal materials.
Mutong reported to their family: "You bought eight kinds of medicinal materials this time, each weighing fifty kilograms, that is four hundred kilograms. The average price of each kilogram of medicinal materials is one hundred and forty wen, a total of fifty-six taels of silver. "
Mu Tong said as he handed a piece of yellow paper with densely written small characters to Gu Dashan: "On it are the detailed prices of various medicinal materials. Brother Gu, take a look."
Gu Dashan took the yellow paper, handed it to Gu Jinli, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyu can read."
Mrs. Cui also taught him how to read, but he was busy making money to support his family, so he didn't learn much. He could read some simple characters, such as the names of medicinal materials written on this yellow paper. Eight out of ten of them he didn't know. know.
Gu Jinli took the yellow paper, looked at it, put it away, and said, "Uncle Mutong, the accounts are correct."
Hearing this, Gu Dashan took out a bag of silver and handed it to Mutong with both hands: "Brother Mutong, count it."
This bag of silver was collected by several families, and the capital was paid according to dividends. His family had to contribute 4 percent of the money, and each of the other six families contributed 10 percent.
Mutong took the silver, weighed it first to make sure it was not adulterated, then opened the bag and counted it, saying, "The number of money is correct, exactly fifty-six taels."
He looked at Gu Jinli and smiled and said, "That means you are thinking of cooking with medicinal herbs. Not to mention, the spices taste great."
What’s even better is that the medicinal materials used by this girl are all good for the body. Even if people with diseases take them, they will not have any effect.
Gu Jinli said: "Uncle Mu Tong, this is my family's secret. You have to help us keep it secret."
Mu Tong knew she was joking. Spices and spices are just like prescriptions. Even if you know all the raw materials and use the wrong dosage, you still won't get the same effect. Therefore, the Gu family's use of medicinal materials for seasoning and spices does not need to be kept secret at all.
Mutong knew that the Gu family had been busy lately, so after saying a few words, he said goodbye and left: "We are going back first, you can just be busy."
“Brother Mu, walk slowly.” Gu Dashan went to see Mutong off. When he came back, he moved the medicinal materials back to his main room.
While they were moving the medicinal materials, Mr. Qin and Qin Sanlang took the people from the kiln back to the end of the village.
"This is it. Move down the water jars and clay pots. Put the water jars in the house on the left and the clay pots in the main room." Mr. Qin stood in the yard of the workshop, pointing to the house on the left and correcting it. House, humanity to the kiln. "Hey, I got it." The foreman of the kiln said to the boy who came to transport the goods: "Hurry up and move quickly. Bazi went to carry the clay pots, and the others followed me to lift the water tanks. They were all careful, otherwise they would break. One, but we have to pay for it ourselves."
"Hey, I know the square head." The guys responded. There were five people in a group, one person carried the clay pot, and the remaining four people carried the water jar in twos and twos.
Mr. Qin and the others bought a large water tank with a diameter of one meter and a height of one and a half meters. It was very difficult to move. Foreman Fang and the others worked carefully for two quarters of an hour before they finished moving all four large water tanks.
Everyone is very tired, but it is worthwhile to get money for transporting goods.
Foreman Fang rested for a while, took a breath, and said to Mr. Qin: "Mr. Qin, your family bought four large water tanks, ten five-jin, thirty one-jin, and fifty half-jin clay pots. , a total of three taels, six hundred and fifty cents, you paid three taels of silver to the kiln, and now you are still short of 650 cents for pottery and 260 cents for shipping goods."
The things this family bought were too heavy and the distance was long, so it was hard to transport them. Each of them had to be given fifty cents to transport the goods. He was the foreman, so he was given an extra ten cents.
Mr. Qin knew that they were all working hard and would not deduct their hard-earned money. He asked Qin Sanlang to go into the house and check the water jars and pots. After confirming that they were not damaged, he took out a couple of silver and handed them to Foreman Fang.
Foreman Fang happily took it and gave Mr. Qin ninety coins: "Take it, sir. Our work is done."
Mr. Qin nodded: "Thank you for your hard work, walk slowly."
Foreman Fang and the others took the money, pulled up the delivery truck, and left Dafeng Village.
In the afternoon, Grandpa San and the others came back from working at the stall. Village Chief He took He Laoguo and the others to sign a contract. Only after signing the contract could they go to the Gu family's workshop to work.
Qin Gu Luotian's family made a lot of noise all day long, and the people in the village looked at it with envy.
But there is no point in being envious. Village Chief He said that the Gu family can hire whoever they want to work. They can't make trouble. If they want to work in the Gu family's workshop, they have to wait.
They had no choice but to wait eagerly, thinking that when Qin Gu Luotian's family's business was getting bigger and better, they would be able to work in the workshop when they were short of manpower.
The Lu family is also very envious. There are many people who want to work in the Gu family's workshop, but the Lu family has offended the Gu family to death, so the Gu family cannot invite them.
The Lu family members thought about the high wages given by the Gu family, which made their flesh hurt so much, they cursed Mr. Lu: "Suffering from the plague, Lu Zhudan, this old and immortal thing. When a family is rich, they know that they are blessed, and when his family suffers, they will know that they are blessed." By dragging us down, what evil have we done!"
Guo Jinli, no matter how envious He's family, how to scold the Lu family, three days after they were busy, they finally reached March 16.
On that day, several families got up before dawn, killed chickens and stewed meat, prepared things for worship, put on new clothes made of cotton, took the plaque sent by Shang Xiucai, and hung it high on the courtyard gate.
“Dashan, put the incense table on the table.”
“Dagui, go and see how your wife is preparing the bean dregs cake? Tell her that there are many people in the village, so don’t make all the bean dregs. Otherwise, it won’t be divided enough and it won’t look good.”
They did not set up a stall today. They only sold white tofu and kept the bean dregs. They made all the bean dregs cakes and distributed them to the villagers, so that everyone could celebrate the opening of the workshop together.
"Hey, I'll go right away." Gu Dagui ran home and told Mrs. Chen what the third grandma said.
Mrs. Chen disagreed and felt that they should not distribute the bean dregs cakes to the villagers. It would be nice to sell them for money, but they still had to live in the village. When there was a happy event, they had to distribute something to everyone according to the rules of the village.
(End of this chapter)
