"Are you angry?" Old Man Zhu asked quickly.

"Why am I angry with this? I'm mainly afraid that you will be unhappy. Those composts and nurseries are all your life. You open your eyes every day and run over to stare at them. You also took the boss and others to dig a lot. Now suddenly, you suddenly

I have to teach others, who will you sell to in the spring of next year?" Ye Yuran said, "You can't want to sell to people from other villages, right? But can you guarantee that the people in the village will not teach their relatives?"

"Uh..." Old Man Zhu immediately thought of the fact that he had taken his sons with great enthusiasm to dig more than a dozen compost pits.

Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu San, Zhu Wu and others all looked up and looked at Old Man Zhu, not knowing what to say at all.

They were all thinking about the money they collected next spring, one or two, should be able to make some pork money, but their father "selled" the matter like this?

"I used to not allow you to drink because my family was poor and I was afraid that you would miss it. Now the family is in better condition. If you want to drink, it would be fine if you fight. But you can see if you go out for a while, what if you drink it?

All things have been promised by others. Fortunately, it’s just a matter of compost now. What if it’s a marriage between a younger sister or a few grandsons in the future?” Ye Yuran saw that Old Man Zhu’s alcohol tolerance was not ordinary.

If you are bad, you are bad. You know what will he promise others when he gets into his brain?

Ye Yuran immediately remembered the novels she had read in her previous life. How many "female protagonists" were cheated by their drunk father or grandfather, and promised their engagement to a scumbag?

She didn't want this kind of thing to happen at home, so she took it out and hoped that Old Man Zhu would "promise" that everyone in the family would have the final say in her engagement.

"Why are you involved in this kind of thing?" Old Man Zhu was embarrassed.

"When you are drunk, you make promises, and you say it's a small matter, but if you say it's a big matter." Ye Yuran looked serious, "I know you don't like me about being a maid in a wealthy family, but those wealthy family men are

Few people will get drunk outside because they are afraid of this. I have seen a man who is designed to get drunk and promised his daughter to a scumbag. You said casually,

But it may ruin your daughter and granddaughter for the rest of her life.”

"I haven't drunk for many years. That's Li Zheng, the patriarch... You said before, let's have a good relationship with them."

"Building a good relationship is not to sell your own family. Just pretend that I am exaggerating. Anyway, from now on, I will make the decision on the major issues at home. No matter what you promised outside, as long as I don't agree, I won't count it." Ye Yu

Ran stared at Old Man Zhu and said, "I'm just in case, leaving a way out. In this way, if you promise something you don't want to do outside, you can push it onto me.

It's over."

"Then... can the compost matter be calculated?" Old Man Zhu couldn't see the long term. He just missed those compost pits that could make some money.

Ye Yuran was a little speechless, but said, "Forget this matter, you only agreed to teach, but you didn't agree to teach, and you can discuss with a few sons when you teach. For example, who will take it for a while.

How much does it cost? It is definitely more appropriate to make money with this technology than selling pits directly.”

This is like leading students. Some people learn well, while others think it is bad.

Then recruit the person who has learned well and let the other party bring the apprentice, and you can get the money in vain if you don’t do anything.

What Ye Yuran said immediately made Old Man Zhu, Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si, Zhu Wu and others open their eyes wide and can't believe it: "Can you still operate like this?!"

Zhu San remembered something again and asked quickly: "Mom, didn't you say that you wouldn't let us interfere in business?"

Ye Yuran glanced at him: "Is this business? This is teaching, teaching others how to farm. Confucius said, "There is no difference." You cannot be because the content you teach is not in books, but teaches farming."

I just think it's not 'teaching'."

What's more, this kind of thing has not left the farming of a little bit, and it is also taught to more people to plant the land better. "Farming, reading, farming, reading," and it is reasonable to guide it in public opinion propaganda.

Think about it, they teach all about "farming". When teaching, they will definitely delay their work and cannot be "in vain", so they charge a little compensation appropriately.

People in this era regard business as "traitor" and think that they are exploiting other people's "interests" and like blood-sucking worms.

But "teaching farming" is different. If I teach you once, you can plant it for a lifetime and pass it on for the whole life of the old and young. How much "take advantage" is this?

Ye Yuran spoke righteously and wanted to make the Zhu family understand that collecting "tuition fees" is not the purpose, and that more people can learn to farm and be able to fill their stomachs is the real purpose.

"This is different from the business of the fourth family, earning some rouge powder. Do you all remember it?"

Zhu Da, Zhu Er, Zhu San, Zhu Si, Zhu Wu and others responded: "Remember."

Ye Yuran did not participate in the subsequent events, so he let the men of the Zhu family make trouble by themselves. It doesn’t matter whether they make money or not. What’s important is that they have received “training”.

After nearly four months, she thought that the soy sauce had been almost "prepared", so she took out the soy sauce jar that had been prepared by her sons and placed it under the large wooden barrel containing soybeans.

Then she pulled out the cork from the oily eyes, put the net woven cotton and linen on it, and filtered it.

In fact, it is best to use nylon silk for this kind of filter, but there is no such thing in this era, so you can only use it.

After the preparation work was done, the water with salt added was poured into the wooden barrel. While pouring it, he said, "It will take five days to pour it all at once, so don't pour it all in batches. Soybeans and the soybeans are made.

The soy sauce ratio is usually 1:3, which means that one portion of soybean can make three portions of soy sauce..."

Ye Yuran knew that several daughters-in-law didn't know what soy sauce was, but she didn't rush to explain, just told them that this was a good thing to make money.

Before, she had been making money with a few daughters-in-law, and several people had some stuffed their hands, so she was more convinced of her and almost did whatever she wanted.

Five days later, a large jar of soy sauce was served.

"Mom, what's this black thing?"

"Yes, mom, so ugly, I think... I'm afraid no one will buy it."

While they smelled the stuff in the jar, they were worried. This thing was pitch black and looked weird. Who would really buy it?

Ye Yuran glanced at them: "Have I made the syrup cooked?"

"Okay, okay, mom, are you going to serve on the stove?" Lin said quickly.

"Come on." At this time, there is naturally no sugar, rock sugar, etc. Ye Yuran has done this step before he remembered it.
Chapter completed!