Chapter 216 - Chapter 216: Chapter 212: Assault_1 (1/2)

Chapter 216: Chapter 212: Assault_1

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If calculated at four hundred coins per bolt of cloth, with the ten looms we plan to prepare, we can weave at least four hundred bolts in a month, which equals one hundred and sixty taels of silver.

Even after deducting the cost of cotton and labor, we can still make a profit of eighty to ninety taels.

Earning eighty to ninety taels in a month, our daughter says it’s more than what a high-ranking official like the County Magistrate earns.

The key is, this is something I can manage on my own.

The more Chunniang thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed, her heart filled with anticipation.

By then, we can hire people to farm our land, which would also ease some of our burden.

After heating the water, Chunniang brought a basin and helped her husband shampoo his hair in the kitchen.

After washing his face, Jiang Sanlang put on the clothes his wife handed him.

“These clothes seem loose on you. It looks like you have lost quite a bit of weight since last month.”

Chunniang asked, “Does performing manual labor take a toll on you?”

Jiang Sanlang shook his head: “It’s just that the work is a bit heavy, but everyone is in the same situation. There is nothing unbearable.”

With sympathy, Chunniang pinched her husband’s arm, sighed, took a few eggs from the grass basket, and beat them into the basin.

She scooped in some flour, preparing to roll out egg noodles for her husband.

At this moment, Yingbao and her younger brother Jiang Wu ran in from outside. Seeing their father, they rushed over.

“Dad! I knew you’d be back.” Yingbao handed over a package of pastries: “This is a chestnut cake which Granny, Sister Dani and I just made. Please try it.”

These days, Yingbao led a few village kids to pick all the chestnuts from their trees, shelled them, made them into chestnut cakes and pies in batches, ready to sell them in the city when Jiang Quan came back.

Jiang Sanlang, holding his son Jiang Wu with one hand, took a bite of the chestnut cake with the other.

The crust was crisp and fragrant, and the filling was sweet and soft. It tasted delicious.

“Very good, very good. Chestnuts are indeed delicious when made in this way.” Jiang Sanlang complimented.

Yingbao proudly said: “I learned this from a pastry shop in the city. It’s very popular in our shop.”

In fact, she used Pupil Spring water to soak the chestnuts, and also used it for making the dough, hence the sweet and fragrant taste.

Upon finishing a few bites, Jiang Sanlang picked up another piece and asked: “How is the shop recently?”

“Very good. The golden and silver ear mushrooms are selling extremely well.”

Last time, only a portion of the premium golden ear mushrooms were sold to Zhou Mao, the rest were taken by Jiang Quan to the city for sale in their shop. They were priced at twenty taels per box, each box half a kilogram.

The silver ear mushrooms were fifteen taels per box, also half a kilogram per box.

As the quantity of golden and silver ear mushrooms in stock was low, Yingbao told Jiang Quan not to worry about them not being sold, the New Year’s Festival was coming, people would certainly buy them regardless of the price.

Jiang Sanlang: “Our persimmon cakes at home are also dried now. In two days, when Erquan comes back, I will go to the city with him.”

He could then retrieve the loom parts that his wife had customized at the blacksmith shop.

“I will go too.” Yingbao: “Fortunately, I don’t have much to do now, Sister Dani and Second Sister are also planning to go to the city.”

With the New Year approaching, they all wanted to buy some pretty hairpins and flowers in the city, and see how the young ladies there dressed up.

Ever since Second Sister told them about Wa City after returning from the city, Sister Dani has been envious and wanted to go. But she’s been too busy at home lately and hasn’t had the time.

Jiang Sanlang laughed: “That’s fine, I’ll take them with me then.”

“And me! And me!” It’s been a long time since Jiang Wu saw his older brother Jiang Jie.

“Good, good! And you too.” Jiang Sanlang patted his son on the head, turning his gaze towards his wife.

Chunniang understood what her husband meant and said, “I won’t go. There’s still quite a bit of cotton at home. I’ll spin it these days. Once everyone starts preparing for the New Year, we won’t have any free time.”

“Sounds good.” Jiang Sanlang also wanted to sell all the looms before the New Year. Money in hand was, after all, money earned.