Poisonous Peasant ‘Concubine’

"Isn't this brother Peng, what do you want to buy today?"

Seeing Ling Jingpeng, a big man in his thirties greeted him enthusiastically. He was the old king Han Fei said because Ling Jingpeng came here with Ling Chenglong yesterday and bought a lot of jars. He still remembers him.

"Brother Wang, this is my elder brother Ling Jingxuan. We would like to buy some jars."

Ling Jingpeng blushed unnaturally, scratched his head and said shyly.

"Your eldest brother... that's not... I'm sorry, sorry, look at my stinky mouth, what kind of jar does Mr. Ling want?"

Lao Wang is not from Lingjia Village, but he has also heard about Ling Jingxuan. Although he said something he shouldn't have said, his eyes did not have the contempt and contempt of Lingjia Village villagers, just like looking down at ants. Contemptuous, Ling Jingxuan didn't take his unintentional loss to heart, he raised a smile and said, "I just bought one of those clay pots the size of a salt pot yesterday. I want 100. I wonder if Brother Wang has stock in stock here?"

"a hundred?!"

Two exclamations sounded almost at the same time, from Ling Jingpeng and Lao Wang, both of whom had expressions of disbelief.

"Well, a hundred."

Facing their almost stunned gazes, Ling Jingxuan nodded cautiously.

"Brother, why do you want so much..."

"I know what you want to ask, let's go back and talk about it."

He raised his hand to interrupt Ling Jingpeng's doubts, Ling Jingxuan gave him a reassuring look, and Ling Wen, who was following them, also tacitly pulled the hem of his clothes. But at least he knew that if the money was not revealed, no one would let others know that their family was going to make a lot of money.

"Um."

Looking at the eldest brother and then lowering his head to look at the eldest nephew, Ling Jingpeng resolutely stepped aside, he believed in the eldest brother, and even more in the eldest nephew.

"Brother Wang, do you have any in stock?"

Seeing this, Ling Jingxuan asked again, and his eyes couldn't help but swept to the jars and jars on the ground. Those jars are very common, there should be 100 of them, right?

"Yes, yes, a batch just came out of the kiln today, but it's a little bigger than the one you bought yesterday. That's it, can you think of it?"

After returning to his senses, Old Wang said while bending down and picking up a jar the size of a thick bowl, Ling Jingxuan took the jar and looked at it repeatedly, nodded and said, "Okay, that's it, Brother Wang, can you help me deliver it to my house? ?"

In the afternoon, he had to go to the mountains to pick wild fruits, make jam, and help Ling Jinghan to make medicines. He really didn't have time to move the jars.

"No problem, I'll send it to you in person later."

Old Wang was also very happy, he agreed without thinking, Ling Jingxuan suddenly said again: "Is there any other jar with a slender mouth and a big belly?"

"Then there won't be any more. You should also know that those jars are not easy to make, and they are expensive. Most people won't buy them at all. I made the twenty ones yesterday. Rich people use it to arrange flowers, I thought it was interesting and I made some."

Shaking his head, Pharaoh sighed helplessly. An ordinary jar is only a few cents apiece. The one that costs twenty cents apiece is still sold at a loss. In this rural area, who would be willing to spend twenty cents on one for nothing? jar used?

"Well...then can I order it? But I want to order a bigger one, one that can hold about ten pounds of wine, all burnt white, and a dark ling on the belly, and the bottom is also Engraving the four characters of Lingjia Winery, it would be even better if it can be matched with a matching cork, do you think you can make it?"

After pondering for a while, Ling Jingxuan touched his chin and asked thoughtfully. When he went to the grocery store today, he also inquired about the wine situation. He learned that there was no wine in Qing Dynasty, at least it was not common, so he wanted to make more wine. , As for the special burning of wine bottles, the so-called brand effect, if he does not do it, he will not do it. Since he has done it, he must be unique, so that everyone who has drunk it will never forget it, and remember his Ling's signboard, Lay a solid foundation for future large-scale sales.

Chapter 036 Twenty taels of silver, how can I take his life?

"It can be done, but at this price I'm afraid..."

Old Wang looked at him in embarrassment. Even if the rest of the words were not finished, it was enough to let them know what it was. After listening for a long time, Ling Wen grabbed his head before his father and said, "Dad, why do you still buy that kind of jar? Well, it's too expensive."

He has seen the profit of the jam, and Ling Jingxuan has no problem with buying more jars, but that kind of jar with a big belly and a long neck... will it be too expensive?

"Hehe... It's a bit more expensive, but it can bring us higher returns, Xiaowen, now for us, that kind of jar is the mother who lays eggs. If you are unwilling to feed it food, How can it grow up and lay eggs?"

Ignoring Pharaoh's surprise, Ling Jingxuan squatted in front of him and said seriously, after the jam incident, he believed that he should have been able to accept the concept of first investing and then earning.

"This... What if the wine can't be sold?"

After all, it was a jar of twenty texts, so Ling Wen had a hard time convincing himself to nod his head.

"Then let's be self-willed once, let's make a hundred, what do you think?"

Steamed buns are still small and need time to grow. This year, they don't have that many grapes to make wine. Ling Jingxuan can only temporarily give in. When he sees the benefits later, his little buns will definitely not object again.

"That's not two taels of silver?!"

Ling Wen roared resentfully, and then quickly realized his gaffe, blushing and bowing his head and pulling La Ling Jingxuan's sleeve

, pouted and whispered: "Just this time, you wait for me to go back to the ox cart before giving the money, I'm afraid I will die of distress."

God knows what he is most afraid of is to pay, two taels of silver, how can I kill him?

The mature and naive statement amused him, Ling Jingxuan rubbed his head dotingly: "Go, take your brother and Tiewazi to the ox cart first, daddy and uncle will be there soon."

"Um."

Lining his lips and nodding, Ling Wen held Ling Wu in one hand and Tie Wazi in the other. The three steamed buns turned and left the stall at the same time. Ling Jingpeng and Ling Jingxuan watched their backs together, and said a little distressedly, "Brother, don't either. Wei Xiaowen, he is also poor and scared. In those few years, you were stupid, but he was a young child who had to carry the burden of the whole family. I heard from my parents that sometimes it is inconvenient for them to deliver food to you late. Now, he always saves his own rations for you and Xiao Wu to eat, and he is so hungry that he desperately drinks water, he..."

Having said that, Ling Jingpeng couldn't speak any longer. He was already considered a half-man in this era, and he couldn't help choking, and his eyes became wet.

"I know."

Ling Jingxuan is not a person who likes to be emotional. After speaking, he turned around and said to Lao Wang: "Brother Wang, please help me make a hundred first. You can tell me the price, and I will think about it."

"Ah? Oh, well, because you want to increase the size, and you need to engrave and so on, at least twenty-five wen each, you have to find a woodworker to do the wood stopper alone, what do you think?"

Pharaoh, who was sighing at Ling Wen's sensibleness, came back to his senses and said, in fact, he can't make any money for twenty-five articles, but... He knows a little about Ling Jingxuan. He heard that he was dementia before, but he only saw him today. Knowing is not the same thing at all, considering that his life is difficult, and the child is so sensible, he is embarrassed to accept too much, so it is a favor for him.

"Okay, Brother Wang, I will also order this kind of jar in the future. How many quantities and what characters to engrave? We will discuss it later. You can also moderately increase the price. I hope we can cooperate for a long time."

Some things, even if he doesn't say it, Ling Jingxuan knows it, but now is not the time to be a hero. It's still the same sentence. If someone respects him a foot, he will fight him back. If anyone bullies him, he will kill him. His whole family, Pharaoh's dripping grace will be repaid a hundredfold in the future.

"Come on, the custom-made jar will take at least three days to be made, and I will send it to you when it comes out of the kiln."

"Okay, trouble brother Wang. I also want to buy two jars of decoction. Calculate the total amount of money. I'll give it to you first."

With that said, Ling Jingxuan took out the purse on his chest.

"The money for the jars will be given in a few days. This kind of jar is three cents a piece, and a hundred is three big cents. The medicine jars are not expensive, so they should be given to you by me."

Old Wang waved his hands again and again when he heard this, stubbornly only willing to accept the small pot of money, Ling Jingxuan, who was about to draw out the banknotes, thought about it and agreed, but he didn't have enough change on him, and he bought too many things today. The money had already been spent almost, so Ling Jingxuan could only ask Ling Jingpeng to go to the ox cart to get the money from selling fish. The two brothers paid the bill before leaving Lao Wang's stall together.