flstandardbreds Chapter 167 Widow Lin is looking for trouble
Chapter 167 Widow Lin is looking for trouble
Fang Cheng is not interested in private money at his age, but when County Magistrate Fang heard this, his eyes lit up. One cent for each stick, so five hundred sticks are five hundred cents, right?
His monthly salary was only five taels of silver. Of course, no official lived on salary, otherwise he would starve to death.
County Magistrate Fang now feels that the corn cob is like gold, and the color is very festive.
Shen Nanzhi went back to the village overnight and only broke off a hundred of them. The rest were in her own space. She just used them as a cover and set out early the next morning. When the city gate opened, she could enter the city.
County Magistrate Fang was already waiting in front of Uncle Niu's stall in the vegetable market, waiting for her to come back, which showed how much he cared about her.
"Miss Shen, I have heard of your name for a long time. The golden sticks grown in your village are indeed good. I will propose to the county magistrate to reward your village."
Shen Nanzhi smiled and said, "Uncle Fang, you can be more ambitious and ask the county magistrate to send it to the prefect. Next year, we can promote it on a large scale. If corn is planted throughout the county, every household will have enough to eat. This is a great achievement."
County Magistrate Fang was shocked: "Really? I forgot to ask you how much this thing yields per mu?"
If it is too low, it is just a rare delicacy and can be presented to the adults to taste. Large-scale planting is not something that can be said casually. If it shakes agriculture, the court will blame it and we cannot afford the punishment.
"The yield per mu is conservatively estimated to be about 500 to 600 kilograms. But the straw can be used to feed livestock, and the corn cobs can be used to grow mushrooms. The whole corn is a treasure."
"How much? Five or six hundred kilograms?"
"Well, this is a small amount. If the animal is fertile, it can be 800 kilograms or even 1,000 kilograms, but I can't guarantee it."
County Magistrate Fang became serious, "This is not a joke, Miss Shen. There is a price to pay for bragging."
Shen Nanzhi: "..."
Why doesn't anyone believe the truth? The corn yield per mu in her space is 1,200 to 1,300 kilograms. The soil in ancient times was not fertile enough, so 500 to 600 kilograms is a conservative estimate.
"I'm not bragging. If you don't believe me, wait until the corn harvest comes and ask the county magistrate to go to the fields and pick and weigh the corn himself.
It will take another month for the corn to break, so let's eat fresh corn first. I'll ask Uncle Niu to help you pull the cart, and you can send it wherever you want."
Uncle Niu looked at his stall. His meat had not been sold out yet. Shen Nanzhi said, "I'll sell the meat. Uncle Niu, go help Uncle Fang."
"Hey, okay."
Uncle Niu was a little nervous. He was asking the county magistrate for help, which was a good thing.
But he didn't dare to disobey. He did whatever Nan Zhi told him to do. Being obedient was the reason why he had such a good life now.
County Magistrate Fang kept this matter in mind. For the time being, he decided to sell the fresh corn cobs, collect a commission, and save up some money for himself.
He wanted to buy an ancient inkstone, but his wife wouldn't give him money. He always kept it in his mind, and finally he had the money to buy it.
Shen Nanzhi went back to his old job and sold meat for Uncle Niu.
At that time, the meat was not sold pre-cut like modern ones. Instead, the pig was hung there on a fan and the customer could cut it wherever he wanted. It was a bit inconvenient.
Shen Nanzhi put the pig down and quickly cut it into various parts and arranged them neatly.
With skillful movements and neat and beautiful arrangement, the dirty pork stall became much neater and cleaner.
The aunties who were buying vegetables were all attracted and asked, "This girl's meat looks really good, how much is it?"
Shen Nanzhi greeted skillfully: "Madam, the price is different, depending on the part. This piece of fat and lean is the most expensive, twenty cents, this tenderloin is cheaper, fifteen cents, and the big bone is only eight cents."
The way meat is sold in ancient times is different from how it is sold today. Fatty meat is expensive, while lean meat is cheap. Everyone likes to eat fatty meat because it contains more oil.
The most tender tenderloin is actually cheaper, so Shen Nanzhi keeps it for his own family. It is best used to make Beijing-style shredded pork with soybean sauce.
"Oh, it's cheaper, Auntie, buy some rump meat."
"It really can't be helped. I'll give you a piece of bone and meat. You can make soup with it. It's good for your health. It'll be another meaty meal."
The old lady was satisfied. A pound of bones cost eight cents.
In fact, there was not much meat left. Shen Nanzhi had picked it so cleanly, as if it had been licked by a dog. All that was left for stewing was the little oil in the bones.
With a good start, the meat sold out quickly afterwards. By noon, it was almost sold out, with only two pieces of tenderloin and a pig's tail left, and all the bones had been given away.
Nowadays, large and small intestines are used to make sausage casings, but they are still in short supply. In the past, they were just extras and customers didn’t like to eat them.
Other offal and pig heads were also sold to restaurants, and the recipe provided by Shen Nanzhi has become the restaurant's specialty.
She originally wanted to sell it herself, but this job was too tedious. Opening a restaurant also requires connections and waiters, and the investment is huge. Shen Nanzhi didn't have so many available people before, so she gave up the idea temporarily and only sold condiments to earn some pocket money, which could also help Uncle Niu to digest these miscellaneous goods.
Since Shen Nanzhi arrived, the pork market situation in the county has changed.
After packing up and preparing to go home, a person stopped in front of the stall. Shen Nanzhi looked up and found that it was Widow Lin!
Why is she still unclear about her relationship with Uncle Niu?
Shen Nanzhi propped up his arm with the boning knife and asked, "Buying meat? Sorry, we're sold out. Come early tomorrow."
Widow Lin couldn't hide the resentment on her face, "Miss Shen, you are so capable, why do you still sell meat yourself?"
The word "selling meat" was pronounced with particular emphasis, as if it meant something unclean.
Shen Nanzhi doesn't indulge her. Uncle Niu was also wrong in the past. She is not an unreasonable person. She just picks on the widow to settle the score. This is bullying.
Today is different. She took the initiative to provoke me. If I don't slap her in the face, she will think she is so great.
"You're asking this question. You're still a tofu seller. Did my donkey do you any harm? You don't even have an excuse to find someone to grind tofu for you. How about you return it? It's better for me to kill it and eat the meat than to give it to you. Some people are so shameless!"
Widow Lin angrily asked, "How dare you scold me?"
"Hey, you can't say that. You were the one who was looking for trouble, and I was just helping you. Ask everyone, who was the one who started it first?"
Of course everyone knew what kind of person Widow Lin was and they looked down on her. She hooked up with Boss Niu just to get his money!
"What are you doing?"
When Uncle Niu came back and saw Widow Lin and Shen Nanzhi arguing with so many people around, he immediately had a bad feeling.
Widow Lin's eyes quickly gathered tears, "Brother Niu, you are back. I came to buy some meat, but your niece scolded me for selling tofu shamelessly. Don't be angry, I shouldn't have come. I'll just leave."
Uncle Niu glanced at her coldly and said, "Don't evade the main point. I know Nan Zhi best. Would she scold you for no reason? Is she so idle?
I saw that you had a hard time before, so I didn't bother with you when you came to take some bones and meat. Do you really think that I am stupid and easy to fool, right?"