Rebirth 1988 Farming and Raising Children

Chapter 109

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said, "How about we go to the city after Dad settles the house first, and you and Mom have a place to stay?"

Xiao Yuer nodded obediently, "Then you have to hurry up."

Xiaoyuer has not been to Yuncheng yet, but Tiedan who has been there said that Yuncheng is very big, there are many bicycles coming and going, and street lights shining like stars.

"Ah."

Jiang Ancheng didn't have any burdens on him, so he planned to take a shortcut on the mountain road and go to Tianming Village.

The mountain road was steep and dangerous, and Jiang Ancheng specially brought a bow and crossbow with him.

While on the way, I found a walking pheasant.

Jiang Ancheng immediately lowered his body, raised his bow and crossbow to aim.

"Whoosh-"

The pheasant was shot in the wing by Jiang Ancheng, and it couldn't fly. Jiang Ancheng rushed over and caught it in two or three blows.

This pheasant is not big, but its feathers are very beautiful in color. The local people like the feathers of pheasants very much, and they will also process them into beautiful feather fans.

He took it to the market, lucky enough to meet a craftsman, and he could sell it for a little more money.

Continue to go forward, is the area where there are often hunting traps.

Jiang Ancheng had rich experience and successfully avoided these dangers. After climbing two mountains one after another, he finally saw Tianming Village halfway up the mountain.

Tianming Village has been a tea-producing village since ancient times, and jasmine is also the earliest tea planted in their village.

The villagers of Tianming Village will pick jasmine buds around two o’clock in the afternoon. At this time, the jasmine buds are large, have high essential oil content, white and crystal clear color, strong sweet and rich aroma, and are the most sensitive and fragile. The picked buds must be packed with air permeability Basket or net bag.

When Jiang Ancheng arrived, the tea farmers were already busy picking buds in the flower fields.

Even before Jiang Ancheng reached the flower field, he could smell a rock sugar-like sweetness from afar.

The jasmine flowers in Tianming Village are particularly good, not inferior to the fresh cut jasmine flowers in the modern flower market.

Many florists with quick hands and feet, after picking a net bag full, immediately stop their hands and send the jasmine back to spread out to cool, so as to avoid long-term dull piles and affect the quality of the buds.

In the early years, the tea in Tianming Village still followed the old way, making tea by hand, and then waiting for the tea merchants to come to purchase.

However, in recent years, with the opening of the economy and rapid development, tea plantation and tea sales have started all over the country. The climate in many areas can adapt to the cultivation of jasmine, and the number of tea merchants who come to buy tea is decreasing year by year.

Some tea merchants build their own mechanized tea factories and process only fresh tea. After the tea farmers have picked jasmine, if the tea merchants do not come, it will be another big loss.

Some tea merchants keep their promises, and they will take as much as they say they want.

In order to be the first to sell the tea farmers, they have to weigh in front of others.

Jiang Ancheng walked into the flower field, stared at the jasmine, looked and sniffed, and the tea farmers thought he was a small boss who wanted to collect tea, so they all came over and showed the jasmine in their net pockets, "Boss is collecting flowers, look!" How nice are our flowers!"

Jiang Ancheng smiled and said: "I do collect flowers, but what I want is jasmine with branches, can you sell them?"

An elder immediately asked, "Then how much do you want?"

If you want more, the price is okay, and it's not impossible to sell.

Anyway, it will be issued next year.

Jiang Ancheng thought for a while, "Five thousand catties, ten cents per catty with flower poles, can you make it?"

With flower poles, ten cents a catty, the price is still low.

The old man asked the price directly: "Twenty cents a catty!"

Jiang Ancheng readily agreed: "Okay!"

The old man beat his chest in his heart, regretting that he lowered the price.

(End of this chapter)