After Jiang Zhiluo gave her the commission for Lin Zhuzhu, she still had 1,566 yuan in her hand.

Lin Zhuzhu held the one hundred and seventy-four coins in her hand, feeling very happy.

She can earn more than a hundred pennies by doing random things every day, and it can also drive the pork business. She is very happy.

She guessed in her mind that if Sister Jiang did some other business and added braised meat, she would earn at least two taels of silver a day.

There should also be sixty taels of silver that month.

Lin Zhuzhu's expression changed and she said: "Sister Jiang, have you ever thought about buying a store in the town, even if it's smaller, so you don't have to move things around every day?"

“And you don’t have to worry about getting wet when it rains.”

"It's better now that spring has warmed up. If it's summer or winter, it will be very hard to set up a stall outside."

"When the weather gets hot in the summer, people still like to go to places with stores to buy things, where they can bask in the sun."

"It snows a lot in winter. When it snows heavily, it's hard to walk."

"I sold pork last winter, and it snowed heavily in the afternoon. I stayed in a house in the town for one night. My parents were worried about me traveling in the heavy snow."

Lin Zhuzhu also sincerely considers Jiang Zhiluo.

Jiang Zhiluo's mind moved and she said, "It's really much better to have a store."

"Sister Lin, do you know the prices at the stores at the dock in town?"

Lin Zhuzhu said: "The store here at the dock, the small one, costs more than one hundred taels of silver, and the larger one costs more than two hundred taels of silver."

"Because the prices here are high, I bought a small house in the north. Although the place is remote, the house can be lived in."

"I bought this small house in a remote place and it was small. It cost me ninety-two taels of silver."

Upon hearing this price, Jiang Zhiluo could only put down the matter of buying a store.

Although she now earns two to three taels of silver a day, it costs a lot to build a house and buy medicinal materials.

She doesn't have much money in her hands, so she doesn't dare to think about buying a house for the time being.

"The price is a bit expensive, please wait for a while."

I hope to be able to buy a store before summer, so that doing business in the store will not be so hard.

And if you want to grow your business, you really need a store.

Even if it's a sign, that's fine.

After the house is built and the furniture is customized, I probably don’t even have a few taels of silver on hand.

Cui Hejin and Mrs. Cui soon finished their medicine and needed to buy more.

Cui Hejin needs to be nursed back to health first before he can be completely cured.

Moreover, there are still key medicinal materials that have not been purchased.

I was the first to ask Zhuang Xing'an before, and Zhuang Xing'an said that those medicinal herbs are difficult to find and not common.

Even so, Jiang Zhiluo must persist.

The Xinglin Pavilion has been closed recently. After finishing the medicine for Cui Hejin and Mrs. Cui, they didn't know where to buy it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhiluo asked: "By the way, do you know the recent news about Xinglin Pavilion?"

Lin Zhuzhu said: "I heard customers mention it when they came to buy pork, saying that Xinglin Restaurant has been closed since the fire, but I heard that Dr. Qiu is still there, and he may reopen Xinglin Restaurant elsewhere in a few days.

, the previous store was burned beyond recognition, and it will take time to renovate it.”

In this way, Jiang Zhiluo felt relieved.

In this way, Jiang Zhiluo and Lin Zhuzhu were talking while driving Lin Zhuzhu's ox cart to Linxi Village.

Walk a distance from the town, go up the hillside and then down the hillside to reach Linxi Village.

That is to say, you have to climb a mountain and be on the other side of the mountain.

The oxcart drove for more than half an hour before arriving at Linxi Village.

Lin Zhuzhu knew that Jiang Zhiluo was in a hurry and would have to go home in the dark if she was late.

So she first took Jiang Zhiluo to a thatched house at the back of the village, "This is Uncle Han's house."

Jiang Zhiluo's face changed as she looked at the simple thatched house in front of her, crumbling in the wind.

I thought that the small fenced courtyard where their family lived was simple, but compared with the thatched house in front of me, it was considered good.

Seeing Jiang Zhiluo's shocked expression, Lin Zhuzhu explained: "If the weather is bad and it rains and snows, Uncle Han and Brother Han will go live in the cave behind."

"Anyway, the conditions are quite simple. The conditions of every household in Linxi Village are not very good, so there aren't many people who can help."

Lin Zhuzhu's parents would often help Uncle Han and the others.

But Uncle Han and the others don't like to accept help from others.

I feel like I don’t fit in with the villagers.

But both her parents said that Uncle Han's family are all good people.

When heavy snow closed the mountains, his father was trapped on the road, and it was Uncle Han who rescued his father.

Lin Zhuzhu walked over gently, knocked on the crumbling wooden door and said, "Uncle Han, are you at home?"

"Uncle Han, Uncle Han?"

Lin Zhuzhu called several times but no one answered.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Will you be away from home?"

Lin Zhuzhu said: "Uncle Han is sometimes reluctant to talk to others when he is at home."

At this moment, a young man wearing shabby linen came over carrying water.

He looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender and thin figure, a bit messy hair, cold white and thin lines on his face, and eyes like a lone wolf, with a natural sense of fierceness.

"My father is not here!"

After saying that, he carried water into the house.

Not a word at all.

Lin Zhuzhu seemed to be used to this person being like this.

She didn't waste any time and said directly: "Brother Han, this is my friend Jiang Zhiluo. She wants to order wooden jars."

When Han Bingce heard these words, he put down the water in the water, and then looked back at Jiang Zhiluo.

The tail of his eyes moved, he looked cold and wild, and looked very difficult to get along with.

Lin Zhuzhu was a little scared when talking to him.

If she had known that Uncle Han was not here, she would not have come here.

But Zhiluo came all the way.

She was really worried that Zhiluo would not come back next time as she went back without even discussing the business.

"Brother Han, I also do business with Sister Jiang. She is very nice and the food she makes is delicious. Do you think we can talk about the business?"

Han Bingce said nothing, just looked at Jiang Zhiluo.

Jiang Zhiluo's lips curled up. Although this person looked as lonely as a wolf, he understood that her words were the key.

She said directly: "I am in the chili con carne business, so I want to order some wooden jars. This is the picture I drew. You can take a look."

"The dimensions are also marked on it."

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo handed over the paper she had drawn long ago.

Han Bingce glanced at it lightly and said, "Okay."

"Price!"

Jiang Zhiluo understood what he meant and said, "I wonder what your pricing is?"

Han Bingce said: "One penny each."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed. Is it really so cheap?

She looked at the man's fingers. They were long and slender, but they seemed to have many knife marks and scars.

Look at his bare feet and his pants are so short.

Her expression changed, and she said: "One and a half cents each, I will order a hundred large jars first, use them first, and then I will order them for later use."

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo took out one hundred and fifty coins from her pocket.

One and a half penny is considered cheap, and they are available on the market for two or three cents each.
Chapter completed!