Time passes little by little.

The twelfth lunar month is approaching.

Every month, Guzhuang always blocks the mountains with heavy snow, and the same is true this year.

As the end of the year was approaching, every household in the village had to worry. It was a hard winter and even more sad. They had to pay back the rent and the money they owed. The seeds in the second year could not be collected, and there were no clothes or quilts for the winter. I wonder if the family would freeze to death. If there were a few freezing diseases, the family might be broken in a blink of an eye.

This year has been very different.

But Gu Xiang didn't dare to take it lightly. She was trembling with cold. Even though she was covered with a thick cloak, she didn't want to walk a few more steps to work in "Gu Ji". It can be seen how cold the other villagers have to be.

The cotton coats she remembers were very expensive. A quilt could be saved for more than ten years. Cotton coats were even rarer.

The Jiang family still has several pieces that are filled with straw.

The original owner lived at home for fifteen years, and only one day filled with reed quilts and linen made of quilts, which were very simple.

Gu Xiang thought about it and found that there were also more cotton in her farm.

There are various mats sold in the system mall, such as fur, wool, silk brocade, silk cloth, and of course, cotton.

These are all classified in the category of restaurant decorations.

But the system does not sell cotton seeds.

Gu Xiang searched through various possible categories for a long time, but she couldn't find them for a while, but she heard County Magistrate Wang complain that Mianqin was extremely expensive.

She knew about this muffin quilt. At the time of Yongyi Army, Lao Du specially found a few muffin quilts for her and sent them to her tent. With such treatment, in fact, there were no one else in the entire Yongyi Army except for a few generals.

The quilt is a cotton coat.

Since you have this thing, it is not difficult to find a good breed if you need to.

The matter of growing cotton can only be done after the New Year. Gu Xiang was sitting next to the stove, roasting the fire while staring at the larger and long cotton mats in the mall.

Nothing is needed for carving or silk surface.

No matter how good the craftsmanship is, she will not want it.

The price of good craftsmanship is soaring, who can afford it?

She also looked at the cotton mat in the field of survival in the wild, looking at it so gray that it was inconspicuous. She thought she had finally found a suitable one, but when she saw it, she saw that it was a good guy, five times more expensive than brocade!

Gu Xiang was startled, and it was not surprising to think about it carefully.

The requirements for bringing things to the wild must be much higher than usual.

"It seems that the sales of meat sauce are very high recently, and many caravans have made a detour to buy it." Lao Du smiled while chopping the peppers, and took a handful of large and fresh, fragrant and delicious meat, and stuffed them into his mouth.

It squeaks and is fragrant and delicious.

Lao Du narrowed his eyes, "I didn't expect that this spicy taste was really delicious. Compared with dogwood, the fragrance is much more than that of dogwood."

Gu Xiang chuckled: "Eat less, be careful and feel uncomfortable in the stomach."

The day before yesterday, she took a lot of dried chili to fry the chili oil. Lao Du was actually addicted to spicy food and ate two plates of red chili in one breath.

Although he liked it, people who had never eaten it before could not bear it at all when they had eaten it. They had diarrhea that night and sweated all over.

Lao Du's wife was scared to tears.

Gu Xiang was so shocked that he got up in the middle of the night and quickly sent someone to hire a doctor. He didn't dare to sleep, for fear that something would happen.

These days, even a minor illness can kill people.

Fortunately, Lao Du was in good health. After a few times of stomachache, he recovered on his own the next day. However, this old guy didn't repent at all. He even dared to eat chili secretly, but he didn't dare to eat enough like the first time.

I'm used to it, and I've eaten it until nothing happened.

Lao Du took out a pancake and ate it with meat sauce, and he laughed: "My stomach is very good, and nothing I eat is not a problem. I had a stomachache at the beginning."

Gu Xiang smiled, but he ate meat sauce. After many weighing the recipe, it would be okay to eat more.

While eating, Lao Du sighed, "San Niangzi, our meat sauce is selling too much. Last time I invited a boy from the caravan to dinner, he said that they brought the meat sauce to Beijing. The food shop in Beijing dared to sell a tael of silver a can, and the supply was in short supply. Many diners bought it back and did not look at the price. After we get the goods from us, a large can is only 300 cents."

Now one tael of silver can be used for one thousand two hundred big sons. The difference is four times higher.

Gu Xiang blinked and smiled, "In the future, we will open the store to the capital by ourselves."

Lao Du smiled: "I'm afraid it's difficult."

Although Old Du complains here, he also knows that it is not easy to open a shop in Beijing. Although the meat sauce is cheap for them to live a life of good fortune, if you really want to ship it to Beijing, the price will be three or five times higher, which is normal.

The rent and employment of food shops in Beijing are expensive, and they also need to be filial to the backers. If you don’t have a backer, your business will not be able to continue.

It took so much effort for them to make things less expensive, so what they eat or drink!

Gu Xiang smiled: "I don't joke, but recently our hot sauce is still served in the village first. Everyone in the village can eat it, and then sell it outside. It is cold in winter, and this chili is a good thing. If you take a bite, you will feel warm all over. When it's really deadly, this is a good medicine to save your life."

Lao Du quickly agreed.

Gu Xiang continued to go through the mall, and after a long time, he finally found the bargain, artificial cotton mats, imitation silk satin, and machine-woven.

According to the mall's evaluation, it is rigid and boring and unruly.

But Gu Xiang thought that the people of Guzhuang do not need any mood yet.

In the afternoon of that day, three large carriage cotton mats were transported to the entrance of the farm. They were not only thick, but also very bright in color. The red color seemed to be as bright as a layer of precious light.

Zhou Dongniang saw it at first sight and couldn't walk anymore.

The satin on the outside is particularly beautiful, and all kinds of auspicious patterns seem to be embroidered with gold and silver thread.

"How much, how much?"

Zhou Dongniang rubbed her ears.

Not to mention her, Zhao Susu stood at the door and looked at the exquisite "bedding" and then looked at the prices marked on the wooden signs outside.

"A quilt of five feet long and three feet wide is only eighty cents? Ten years ago, the silk of Moyuexuan in Beijing cost five taels of silver. However, the quality is not very good. A piece of silk of some grade costs seventeen or eighteen taels of silver."

Zhao Susu couldn't help but touch her, which was as smooth as her skin. "Such thick satin still has an embroidered pattern inside, gold and silver thread. Even if the embroidery work is worse, a piece of twenty taels of silver will not be less... Is it really going to sell it?"

Xueying showed a standard smile, picked up the red satin quilt that Zhou Dongniang could not pull out but was seen by her and stuffed it into her arms: "Chenghui, eighty-year-old."

"Ao!"

Zhou Dongniang screamed, her eyes filled with tears.

Zhao Susu stood beside him, watching a bed and bedding being held in her arms and taken away by the cheerful villagers.
Chapter completed!