Peasant woman's day

Chapter 33

Seeing his appearance, Fu Rong couldn't straighten up with a snicker, but she also fell in love with him from then on.She still got up early in the morning, boiled a pot of porridge, cooked it slowly over a low fire, put the side dishes aside, and then went back to sleep.When Gu Qingchen woke up in the morning, seeing the steaming hot food, his heart felt warm.

After the family affairs were sorted out, Fu Rong took some time to go to town.The hundreds of catties of cotton bought earlier have all been spun into cloth, and they are neatly placed on the shelves in the back room one by one.This shelf is similar to a bookshelf, much wider than the bookshelf. It is divided into three layers. Each layer is connected by bamboo tubes, which is breathable and does not attract insects.This was the idea that Gu Qingchen came with Fu Rong when he saw them, he spread a layer of hay on the ground, and piled the woven cloth on the hay.

Although the cloth has been woven, the price of cloth has dropped due to the large amount of cotton on the market. Furong and the others have deliberately reduced the amount of goods out of the warehouse, stockpiling the goods and waiting for the cotton to be out of season.Therefore, Furong and the others really don't have much liquidity in their hands.When Fu Rong came back, she sat at the table, opened the money box, counted and counted the money in it, and there was only two taels of silver left.I have to think of a way. Although those cloths are valuable, they cannot be eaten after all.Vegetables have just been planted, so there is no way to eat them now, and besides, Yuanyuan is growing, so she has to buy meat.This money is really not enough.

When Gu Qingchen returned home, what he saw was Fu Rong holding his chin in one hand and weighing a few pieces of silver with the other.He glanced at the box, and sat opposite her: "I picked a lot of herbs a while ago, and they are almost dried, and I will transport them to the town to sell in the future."

Fu Rong put the money back and said: "These money is enough for a few days. Selling herbal medicine is certainly a way, but it's not a long-term solution." , Labor costs are all included in it, it is really not a profitable job.Furong raised her head to look at Gu Qingchen, and said, "Why don't we change the small room by the door and use it as a place for you to see a doctor?"

Gu Qingchen's hand that was counting the money stopped, and looked at Fu Rong: "You mean, let me open a medical clinic?"

"I think your medical skills are much better than your unscrupulous master. Besides, there are no serious doctors in the neighboring villages. If you open a medical clinic, you are doing something good for the villagers. Anyway, herbs, etc. They are all ready-made." Furong persuaded, secretly thinking: the most important thing is that this will save a lot of shipping and labor costs, and also some extra income.

Gu Qingchen pondered for a while, and said: "I have to think about it carefully." After all, he hasn't taken the lead by himself, if he is cured, then of course, if something happens, it will be a life.

Fu Rong knew that he was tempted, and struck while the iron was hot: "If it is an intractable disease, it is difficult for every doctor. We have limited conditions here, so it is okay to let them go to towns and counties to find good doctors. It will damage Doctor Gu's reputation."

When Gu Qingchen heard this, the expression on his face softened a lot, and he said: "I'm a new doctor, not because I'm afraid of damaging my reputation. It's just that the medicine at home is not enough, so I have to go to the town to buy a lot of things and come back." .” He glanced at the money box, and then looked away, the meaning was very clear.

Fu Rong stood up, went to look for an old cloth bag, and put it on the table: "Since the eldest sister returned these jewelry, it is worth ten taels of silver. You can pawn it, who can't wear it?" The golden hairpin was all messed up by Sister Gu. Furong just opened it and checked the condition. Seeing that it was of good quality, she agreed to pay ten taels of the 50 taels of silver she owed, and bargained with her. Come on, Old Gu's final decision.Seeing Sister Gu's distressed look, Furong felt relieved.

Gu Qingchen knew that Furong was obsessed with cleanliness, so he definitely wouldn't wear this.He got up, pulled Fu Rong into his arms, and gently stroked her hair: "Don't worry, I will let her pay back the remaining 40 taels of silver within the year." He knew Sister Gu very well. Yes, the further you drag it back, the more dangerous it is.

Furong was actually not at ease, but she had no money at the time, so could it be that Furong could bite her?Fortunately, Father Gu was sensible at this time, and he told Sister Gu to send back one or two taels of silver every month. If it was more than one year, he would calculate profitably.But, will Miss Gu come back?Fu Rong remembered the carriage that day, and decided to ask someone to help find out the whereabouts of Sister Gu.

The next day, Gu Qingchen took the herbal medicine to the town to sell, and borrowed Aunt Huang's ox cart to drive there.As soon as he went out, a guest came to the door, and it was none other than Aunt Zhong.

Aunt Zhong changed into a bright yellow dress, but taking advantage of the opportunity, her already dark complexion became even darker.Fu Rong suppressed a smile in her heart, and stood up with a face full of surprise: "Aunt Zhong, why are you free to come here today?"

"My relatives are also neighbors, so I should go for a walk." Aunt Zhong looked around, "The third daughter-in-law is indeed ingenious, and this house is clean. But, is the house a little empty?" Ah. I have a pair of porcelain vases. They were given to my family from Yizhou. I heard they are blue and white. I think about it. In this village, only the third daughter-in-law, who has seen the world, is the only one. If someone else wants something like that, I won’t give it to you. If you want it, it hurts our feelings to talk about money, so you can just give it a tael.”

Fu Rong heard her first half, but also planned to decline a few words, saying that she could not accept such a valuable thing.After hearing this, Fu Rong was dumbfounded. It turned out that it was a sales promotion.Seeing Aunt Zhong's eyes looking at her, Fu Rong felt uncomfortable, and forced a smile from the corner of her mouth: "I don't know much about those things, they are expensive and fragile. Auntie also knows that I have Yuanyuan, and he is When he was restless, he really didn’t dare to play with these things. Even the jar in the corner, he sometimes had to take off the lid to play with it.”

When she said a word, the smile on Aunt Zhong's face subsided.Fu Rong's reason was reasonable in the first place, and she couldn't force it, so she turned to talk about her own reason for coming: "My third daughter-in-law, how is the business of your workshop?"

"It's so-so. It's just started, and I don't know if it's good or not." Fu Rong remained calm, looking at her plan.

Aunt Zhong rolled her eyes a few times, and said with a smile, "The third daughter-in-law is too modest. Didn't you collect cotton from house to house before? With so much cotton collected, there is no way the business will be bad."

Fu Rong raised her eyebrows slightly, but didn't answer, secretly cursing in her heart: This really is divine logic.

Aunt Zhong couldn't sit still when she saw that Furong was not answering. She smiled apologetically and said, "Third daughter-in-law, you see we are fellow villagers, relatives, and neighbors. Auntie would like to ask you for a favor. You Now that we have harvested so much cotton, I think the business is going to be very big, why don't you help your uncle." She paused, and said tentatively: "The silk and satin shop opened by your uncle and his boss just needs the white cloth to buy it. What about batik. You can give some to your uncle, okay?"

Fu Rong almost choked on the tea she drank.She swallowed it with great difficulty, and said, "Aunt Zhong, you really know how to joke. My father-in-law is the youngest in the family, where did he come from? Besides, I don't own the business alone, rent, labor, cotton, etc. No money. Auntie’s jokes, but I can’t stop laughing.”

Aunt Zhong struggled in her heart for a while, and tremblingly stretched out five fingers: "Then, how about a horse with fifty coins?"

Fu Rong didn't dare to drink tea anymore, she really didn't know what Aunt Zhong would say next.She put down the teacup in her hand, and said with a very serious face: "Aunt Zhong, I will tell you that a piece of cloth needs a catty and a half of cotton, and the cost price of cotton is not only fifty yuan. What's more, I am not a workshop The big boss is just running errands for others and collecting some cotton. It is not up to me to decide who the cloth will be sold to in the end.”

Aunt Zhong's complexion suddenly turned pale: "Third daughter-in-law, if you don't want to help us from the village, just say so. Why are you not the boss? Your second sister-in-law went to your mother's house a while ago. I heard it with my own ears, and you have been talking to the boss for so long. Why do you have to pretend like you are now, as if I took advantage of you. I don’t even think about how I usually take care of your family, if I don’t take care of you For the business of the second sister-in-law's family, can her small goods store be open until now?"

Fu Rong suddenly became angry, and the expression on her face turned cold: "Aunt Zhong, I haven't taken a single stitch from you. I really can't tell you how your relationship with the second sister-in-law is. How others tell about the workshop, Aunt Zhong is older than me, so she must have heard people say it's scary. I really can't do anything about it. I still have to cook for Yuanyuan, so I won't send Aunt Zhong away. Auntie, go slowly."

Aunt Zhong was so angry that her teeth were itchy. She patted the back of the chair and stood up, pointing to Fu Rong and said, "You, don't be too ignorant of flattery. I just took care of your business for the sake of my fellow villagers, but instead I was bitten. It’s really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. I don’t know a good heart. I’m blind, so I came to you to seek guilt. You can sell your cloth to whoever you love, and you deserve it!” Saying that, Aunt Zhong became even more angry, and picked up the teacup from Fu Rong's house and was about to throw it on the ground.

(End of this chapter)