Take the farm down to earth

Chapter 11 It's Right

However, what Shi Zhongkui didn't know was that as early as the Tang Dynasty, there was a kind of peach called fat peach in Shandong, which was already a royal tribute.

The fruit is not only plump, but also beautiful in appearance, juicy, sweet in taste, and fragrant in taste. Each fruit weighs at least 350 grams.

The big ones can even weigh 900 grams.

In modern times, two catties is the norm.

The reason why it couldn't be popularized in ancient times was nothing more than poor roads. If it was transported by fast horses, the price would be ridiculously high.

If the seeds are introduced from other places, the fruits grown will definitely be different. Otherwise, it is impossible that no one has successfully introduced the seeds for hundreds or thousands of years.

After eating a peach, I tasted the preserved fruit.

I also feel that the taste of this preserved fruit is no worse than that of preserved fruit that needs to be cooked three times and has a lot of sugar added.

And the conventional production is 5 catties of fresh fruit plus half a catty of sugar to make 1 catty of preserved fruit, so the price is so much more expensive.

I am 4 jins to 20 jin, and the sweetness is not bad, 200 jins of fresh fruit can be produced from 50 yuan of land a day, and [-] jins of preserved fruit can be produced.

Based on the price of two to three hundred taels of brown sugar in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, 50 catties of preserved fruit with good sweetness can be sold for five taels of silver even if it cannot be sold at the price of sugar, but it can be reduced by two or three times.

That is, a hundred words per catty.

And a large one-acre good land is only about 20 taels of silver, or you can buy two seven or eight-year-old girls who are not bad in appearance.

As for caramel, the sugar fermented from rice, it was ten times cheaper.

The reason is directly related to the price of rice.

And if the space farm grows wheat, according to the stone nerd's memory, 200 catties a day can only be sold for 1.6 taels of silver.

In other words, the grain price at this time is 8 Wen a catty, which can only be said to be neither good nor bad compared to the grain prices of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

In the Wanli period, one stone was 120 catties and 4 qian silver, which was equivalent to 3.4 Wen per catty, which was the lowest price in the entire Ming Dynasty.

Three years before Chongzhen, and nine years of Qianlong when Cao Xueqin wrote the Red Chamber, it was one stone and one tael.

Three years after Chongzhen, when Liaoxiang began to be added, it rose sharply to 3 taels of silver a stone in a few years.

In the middle and late Qianlong period, it was 1.7 and 1.9 taels.

It can be said that in the Great Zhou Dynasty at this time, the society was relatively stable if only the price of grain was used.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that the weather has been relatively smooth in recent years and there have not been many natural disasters.

Otherwise, if there are natural disasters for two consecutive years, there will be a large number of refugees.

Leaving aside the imperial court for the time being, all we have to do now is how to sell preserved fruits.

When I have money and understand the current prices of other things, I can adjust the plants in the space farm according to the actual situation.

But Shi Zhongkui knew very well in his heart that without official status or fame, a business that is too profitable is the source of disaster.

Moreover, I will take the county examination in February next year, so I can't sell the preserved fruit in person, lest I be dismissed by the chief examiner who says something polite, and directly loses myself.

After thinking for a moment, I quickly thought of Brother Quan's mother and sister who came this morning and set up a business stall outside Wenchang Emperor Temple.

This orphan and widow, and the preserved fruit is just a snack, so there is no need to worry so much.

First sell one or two hundred catties, and have a dozen or 20 taels in hand, and then prepare for the exam at home with peace of mind.

It was another night of practice, and the aura grew stronger again.

In the afternoon, I harvested 200 catties of peaches again. With a thought, all the peaches, like yesterday, slowly lost half of the water and turned into 50 catties of preserved fruit.

Looking at the sky, it will be a few hours before it gets dark. The private school should not be over yet, and it takes only ten minutes to walk.

Bring 10 jin of preserved fruit, plus 10 jin of rough noodles crushed together with the shell, and go looking for the old scholar when you go out.

The process of meeting the scholar went very smoothly, and the gift of 5 catties of preserved fruit and 10 catties of rough noodles was regarded as Shu Xiu for this month. The old man's attitude towards Shi Zhongkui was obviously much better.

Not only did he point out a few words about the rules of the test answer sheet and what needs to be paid attention to, but he also deliberately emphasized that it is better to bite the bullet and buy a fur coat or a sheepskin coat than to bring a quilt or a thick padded jacket.

Because when entering the imperial examination, the yamen servants will cut off the quilt and cotton clothes for inspection, but there is no such worry about fur.

In addition, since fires are not allowed in the Gongyuan, the food brought should not be rice noodles, but dry food such as cooking cakes and steamed buns that are easy to break.

After the yamen servants broke up the cooking cakes and steamed buns for inspection, they hid the broken food in the fur coat when they entered the Gongyuan, so as not to freeze it hard when eating.

The final answer sheet must be clean and tidy, otherwise the paper will be discarded once there is ink dripping or stains on it.

Damn it, Shi Zhongkui secretly rejoiced that he came to find Mr. Private School, otherwise he wouldn't know these things.

After thanking him again and again, the old scholar gave himself another 3 days to raise a guarantee fee of 500 Wen.

Saying goodbye to the old scholar, Shi Zhongkui walked around and saw Brother Quan walking out with a cloth bag on his back.

He waved and called someone over, "Brother Quan, do you want to earn some money to subsidize your family?"

Brother Quan immediately showed a vigilant look, and took a step back.

When Shi Zhongkui saw this, he was not angry but happy.

Before I came here, I was still worried about this kid's big mouth, but now it seems that the more vigilant I am, the less I will talk about preserved fruits.

Reaching out his hand, he took out a few pieces of preserved fruit from the cloth bag, handed them over and said, "Try it."

Brother Quan, who seldom eats fruit and even less desserts, swallowed his saliva, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a piece without holding back.

The sweet taste burst out of the mouth, and unexpectedly there was no sour taste, which immediately made Brother Quan's eyes brighten, and he looked at Shi Zhongkui expectantly.

Shi Zhongkui smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said nonsense, "My uncle in Daxing made peach preserves at home this year, and the owner of the customer's family passed away.

Dozens of candied fruits were in my hands, and I couldn't find a buyer for a while, and finally sent me a hundred or so catties of preserved fruits.

You also know that I have to study for the next few months and wait for the exam, so I have time to worry about it. "

Jia Quan really did what Shi Zhongkui thought, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Do you want me to sell it for you?"

"I remember you have an old lady who sells food outside Wenchang Temple, right?"

After Shi Zhongkui finished speaking, he saw Brother Quan nodded.

Handed him the cloth bag in his hand, "The preserved fruit in the store sells for about 130 renminbi per catty. Your family doesn't need your own store and waiter, but sets up a stall and sells it for 120 renminbi per catty. What do you think?"

I thought Brother Quan was not good at school, and he definitely couldn't do math.

Unexpectedly, the kid was silent for a while, and then muttered, "That's one tael and seven and a half cents, not much more expensive than mother's Duofa cake."

In ancient times, there were sixteen taels per catty, and if it was 120 Wen per catty, one tael was indeed 7.5 Wen.

Brother Quan thought for a while before carefully asking, "After my mother sells it, can I give you a hundred cash per catty?"

"Then let's see how you sell these 5 catties of preserved peaches."

"Isn't Shi Dalang worried that I'll cheat and not give you money?"

Shi Zhongkui smiled, opened his eyes and lied, "It's only about 5 catties of preserved fruit, and although the Shi family is not as good as the Jia family, my uncles and brothers are not easy to provoke.

If you dare to take away their ration money, you will wait for more than a dozen families to come to your door.

Not to mention that it will not be so easy for your mother and sister to set up a stall to do business in the future. "

Ask for follow-up, ask for investment, ask for collection, ask for monthly pass, ask for recommendation ticket, ask for reward.

(End of this chapter)