She gave birth to three daughters in a row, and was kicked out by her mother-in-law who favored boys

Chapter 150: Pickled Cabbage Return Gift

There were two baskets of charcoal on the carriage. One of the baskets was originally used to carry rice, but now it was filled with green spinach and winter melon. The other basket contained a large jar containing sauerkraut pickled by Gu Qingqing.

There was another basket next to it, with the same vegetables in it, but there were some dried bamboo shoots that she had dried in the past two days.

There is also sauerkraut charcoal, but it is dwarfed by the one in the frame.

"Butler Shen, there aren't many things here. We really don't have anything worth showing off at home. Please bring the things in the big basket to the mansion so that Madam Shen can have a taste of them. The things in the basket are for Butler Shen. You shouldn't complain about the small amount." Seeing Butler Shen's surprise, Gu Qingqing said from the side.

This made Steward Shen sigh again, but his smile became even brighter. "Mr. Wen, Madam Wen, what you gave us are all precious items at the moment. Green vegetables are in great demand. There are also vegetable farmers selling green vegetables in town, but the quality is much worse. I just ate a lot of vegetables at home, and the taste was really amazing. It's freezing cold now, and charcoal is in short supply. So, I'll take the ones from the mansion back, and I won't take the others."

Looking at the at least twenty pounds of charcoal given to him on the truck, it didn't mean much to him, but he knew that it was also a considerable fortune for the villagers.

As Manager Shen was speaking, he wanted to take his own things from the car, but was hurriedly stopped by Wen Wuyan beside him.

He knew what Manager Shen meant, and said with a smile, "Manager Shen, our villagers live in the mountains, so it's easy to get firewood. These are not worth much. The vegetables are grown in our own fields, so they are not expensive. If you are so polite to us, we will not be able to trouble you in the future."

After a moment of contemplation, Manager Shen nodded. After taking a step forward, he suddenly turned back. He looked at Wen Wuyan and then at Gu Qingqing, and then asked, "You guys are burning charcoal quite well. In winter, charcoal is in short supply. Have you ever thought about going to town?"

Wen Wuyan and Gu Qingqing were both stunned. Gu Qingqing really didn't think of this. She just wanted to make something for her family.

Wen Wuyan seemed to be very busy during this period and did not think about these things. The two of them thought that after being reminded by Manager Shen, this seemed to be a way out.

"To be honest with you, Manager Shen, I was busy at home before and didn't really think about it this much. It's all thanks to Manager Shen's reminder today." Wen Wuyan thought for a moment and answered.

Steward Shen didn't know what to say when he heard him say that. He just nodded and laughed, "It's okay. We need to think about it in the long run. If you are ready to do it, just come to the government if you need help."

"Okay, if we want to make charcoal, we will definitely trouble your house." Wen Wuyan bowed to Manager Shen and watched him leave.

Gu Qingqing looked at the carriage going farther and farther away, turned her head to look at Wen Wuyan and asked, "I heard from Manager Shen that if we want to sell charcoal, we still need the approval of the government?"

"I've heard about this before. The county has a special kiln for burning charcoal, and the limited amount is supplied to the government office and the Ministry of War. I heard that some big families in the county also have charcoal kilns. We generally don't have charcoal kilns in our town. From what Manager Shen said just now, the Shen Mansion should not have a charcoal kiln. In addition, most of the charcoal burned is supplied to ordinary households. If you want to sit openly, you have to report and pay taxes, otherwise you may be imprisoned if you are caught."

"Well, we still have to pay taxes, and we don't want to take that risk." She is a good citizen and definitely supports paying taxes.

After Gu Qingqing finished speaking, she suddenly said, "You said that making charcoal needs to be reported to the government, what about making paper?"

Wen Wuyan wanted to answer, but he didn't know how to answer. His breath was stuck between his lips and teeth. After a while, he could only shake his head helplessly, "Qingqing, I don't know about this. But..."

"But what?"

Wen Wuyan smiled at her and said, "Boss Jiang is still at home. We can go ask him."

Gu Qingqing smiled back at him, and they both turned around and went home.

As soon as they entered the front yard, they saw Jiang Qingyan standing in the yard. He seemed to be waiting for them to come back. Seeing him coming back, he walked forward and said, "Jiang is lucky to see that my friend's work is liked by you. I won't bother you any more today. I have to go back."

"Boss Jiang, please stay." Wen Wuyan stopped him.

"Oh?"

Wen Wuyan looked at Gu Qingqing, and then said to Jiang Qingyan, "Boss Jiang, Qingqing and I have something to consult you about." Wen Wuyan added, "It won't take you too long."

Jiang Qingyan smiled, "Nothing."

"Come on, please come inside."

As Wen Wuyan was talking, he invited Jiang Qingyan to the study in the front yard. After Gu Qingqing brought tea, the three of them sat down, and Wen Wuyan began to talk about business.

"Boss Jiang, you have been running a bookstore in town for many years. Do you need to register with the government to sell paper?"

Jiang Qingyan asked in surprise, "Making paper?"

"Well, writing paper."

Jiang Qingyan was a little uneasy now. You know, there were a few businesses in the town that made wall and window pastes or toilet paper. Although they had to register with the government, they were low-class businesses.

Writing paper is different. After all, it is supplied to literati and scholars. Not to mention that it is an elegant business, the key point is that only the Chen family in the whole Shangyang County makes it. Half of the paper used in his bookstore comes from the Chen family paper mill.

Although his bookstore looks glamorous, it is actually not easy to get new styles of paper from the Chen family.

The Chen family's output was limited, but there were many bookstores throughout Shangyang County, and private schools, academic officials, and wealthy families also needed paper.

He had acquaintances in the capital who would ask a merchant to ship back some better rice paper every other month so that he could meet the needs of the wealthy families in Taohua Town. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to run his bookstore.

If the Wen family could really make paper, as long as the quality was acceptable, it would be able to help him out of his current predicament.

"Brother Wen can actually make paper?"

Wen Wuyan continued Gu Qingqing's previous words, "Well, I accidentally saw a method of papermaking in a torn travel journal, and we plan to give it a try."

"Hahaha, it seems that Brother Wen is confident, otherwise he wouldn't ask me about this. If you want to make paper, you have to go to the county government to register. The specific process is not complicated. To put it bluntly, you just pay money and do the work." Jiang Qingyan said in a good mood.

After he finished speaking, seeing that Wen Wuyan and Gu Qingqing were both delighted, he fiddled with the hand warmer in his hand, which was no longer warm, and took the opportunity to say, "Brother Wen, if you want to make paper, as long as the quality is good, you will definitely have a place in Shangyang County, not to mention Xinzhou Prefecture. I can tell you about the tricks, but when the paper comes out, you have to provide Qingfeng Bookstore with a certain supply."