Zhang ting stared at him several times after hearing his words, which were not explanations but better than explanations.
This is a profiteer, a profiteer through and through.
Knowing that she needs silver now, take this as her weakness.
"I can’t give you so much of this fruit wine. This chicken essence is fine." Zhang Ting said to himself a little hard.
"I heard that there are 30 thousand Jin of fruit wine in your wine cellar. You give me 10 thousand Jin evenly. Don’t you still have 20 thousand Jin?" Forever smiling at Zhang Ting said
Zhang Ting looked at him with a long-known expression, and his mouth twitched. "How do you know that there are 30,000 Jin of fruit wine in my wine cellar?"
Yong stretched out his hand and touched his nose. "I heard my dad say that he said that you have a lot of fruit wine hidden in the wine cellar."
Zhang Ting patted his forehead with one hand. No wonder this guy never dared to talk to him. What’s more, this guy already knows how many goods are in her wine cellar.
It seems that this place in her wine cellar should be strictly controlled, so that no one can go in.
"Yes, I do have 30 thousand Jin of fruit wine in my wine cellar, but that’s not me. I brewed it for an imperial merchant in Beijing, and everyone booked it for me."
"Why don’t you just give it back to him after asking for a little more? Girl, don’t you want to earn more money?" Never know where he took out a silver ingot and deliberately threw it in front of Zhang Ting.
Zhang Ting’s eyes turned around with his ingot laying.
Zhang Ting gnashed his teeth and fixed his eyes on this ingot of silver in his hand. He gnashed his teeth and said, "I promised you to send someone to pull it these days."
Yong-faced Ma smiled happily and put a hand in front of Zhang Ting.
Zhang Ting consciousness reached over and his hands shook in the middle.
"I wish we can make a lot of money this time like last time," Yong said to Zhang Ting with a happy face.
I sent off the lion’s mouth and Yong Zhang Ting picked it up, and people needed goods to prepare.
Now, except for Zhang Ting, who can take this baby to sleep at night, Wang Ye and his wife are occupying it during the day.
This also allows Zhang Ting to spend more time outside during the day.
Ten days later, Yong took a lot of goods out of the sea by boat again.
After several months of growth, many agricultural products in the field have arrived for picking.
When the agricultural products were almost mature, Zhang Ting sent many people to guard the fields, fearing that some wicked people would destroy them.
Although some people are guarding it, they can’t stop the villagers’ curiosity about these strange agricultural products.
Now many villagers come to see this field every day.
It is precisely because these villagers visited and helped Zhang Ting protect these agricultural products.
Today, Zhang Ting is going to pick some corn for home to taste.
Looking at those elders with several corns, Zhang Ting smiled.
"Sister Zhang Ting, this thing is so tall. Where are we going to eat it?" Zhan Xi looked at Zhang Ting with a lovely face.
It’s not easy for children at home to experience a kind of farm work. Today, Zhang Ting came to pick corn with a group of children at home.
As these children are seeing this thing for the first time, they are a little at a loss in this field and don’t know where they are going to pick it up.
"Don’t worry, I’ll teach you where to pick it first." Zhang Ting twisted a corn stalk in front of them children before she left.
"Hey, this is edible." After saying this, Zhang Ting began to tear the skin outside and tore it for a while, revealing that the corn kernels inside were white and looked like pearls.
"It’s so beautiful!" I craned my neck and looked over at Zhang Ting’s side. In peace, I couldn’t help but exclaim.
Other children are staring at Zhang Ting with this corn in his hand.
"This is called glutinous rice jade. Do you taste sweet?" Zhang Ting got some raw corn and stuffed it into their mouths.
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"It’s so beautiful!" I craned my neck and looked over at Zhang Ting’s side. In peace, I couldn’t help but exclaim.
Other children are staring at Zhang Ting with this corn in his hand.