The whole family travels through time: escape from famine! No cheat codes yet!

Chapter 258 Next time I have to learn how to summon spirits

Three days later, when Shen Zhiqiu and his party said goodbye to everyone at the post station, they gradually walked away.

Bai Zhantang, Xiaowu, the chef in the kitchen, and all the servants from Xinle County stood at the entrance of the post station.

He waved his arms and shouted, "Brother Shen, take care. Everyone, remember to come back when you have time."

Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with tears: "Uncle Shen, Dabao, Dahu, Erhu, Erzhuang... and... remember to come and see us when you pass by."

He just found out today that Uncle Shen's eldest son is actually a girl. Now it is really inappropriate to call him "brother of the Shen family", but it is also not appropriate to call him "sister of the Shen family" in public!

The chef in the kitchen still called out the name in his heart: "Master Shen, take care of yourself!"

It was because Shen Zhiqiu and the others had walked so far away that they could hardly hear any sound. They stood at the door of the post station and were unwilling to go back.

Xiao Wu said: "Why go back? The guests are almost gone after the temple fair anyway."

Bai Zhantang sniffed and slapped him on the back of the head: "What are you doing? Don't you know that the Renzu Temple will order our baogao from today on? Why don't you arrange for someone to deliver it?"

It must be said here that Shen Zhiqiu was indeed loyal. He did not give the recipe of baogao to the post station, but gave it to Bai Zhantang separately.

This thing is easy to make. Bai Zhantang can do this privately. According to Shen Zhiqiu's suggestion, he can pay for the buckwheat flour for making the paogao himself. When the post station is not busy, he can earn some extra money with his friends.

"Just like Renzu Temple can place orders, so can restaurants and hotels in Xinle County. You can negotiate with them."

As for the food you eat at the post station, it’s provided by the post station. Don’t think about the cost. After all, it’s public property, so just do what you should do.

It is not allowed in modern times, but it is not clear in ancient times. As long as you do not add the cost of your own business to the post station in the account book,

Moreover, although the post station is said to be state-owned, it is actually semi-state-owned. Half of the money goes to the state, and half goes to the shopkeeper Lao Bai.

As long as the accounts on both sides are managed well, there won't be any big problems.

On Shen Zhiqiu's side, the atmosphere was also quite lively, with everyone's faces beaming with joy. It seemed that these three days of temple fair were a very profitable one for everyone.

The baogao stall could earn an average of three taels of silver per day. With ten stalls, that would be a total of ninety taels of silver in three days.

The stalls that sell chickens, ducks and geese make the most money. Each stall can make more than ten taels of silver in three days, but the cost is also high. In the end, most of the chickens, ducks and geese have been sold out.

There wasn't much left, so the costs had to be deducted. Each stall made about ten taels, so five stalls would make fifty taels.

As for the remaining ten ring-tossing stalls, they sold two bamboo rings for one penny. They did not make as much as the chicken, duck, and goose stalls.

Moreover, the accessories are small and won’t move around, so they are easier to buy. A stall can probably make around 70 or 80 taels of profit in the end.

All in all, everyone earned less than two hundred and twenty taels of silver.

Although it was not enough for each person, it was like a dream for everyone.

It feels like when he walks, his feet on the ground are like the muddy road from a few days ago that hasn't dried up yet, and he shakes with every step.

They didn't know yet that Shen Zhiqiu and Shen Youyou had also sold buckwheat tea and the storage method to Taoist Shanle.

It was sold for 150 taels of silver. After all, buckwheat tea is indeed easy to make, and what made it worth the price was the knowledge they had about sealed storage, bamboo charcoal drying, and the precautions when drinking buckwheat tea.

Of course, he didn't tell anyone about this, because it had nothing to do with anyone. What he was selling was just the knowledge he and his daughter had gained from their time travel.

We were almost out of Xinle County, but it still couldn't stop everyone's affection for Xinle County. Grandpa even came down to grab a handful of soil and said:

"Ah, this place has given us a lot of money. When we settle down, I will sprinkle this soil on the place where we settle down. It can also be regarded as a commemoration."

Cui Fen'er: "Yes, yes. The people here are nice and warm. Look at the one selling chickens, ducks and geese. He gave us a lot of chicken, duck and goose feathers. When it gets cold, we can stuff them into our cotton-padded clothes and shoes to keep warm."

Old Zhou also said: "Why don't you arrange for us to stay here? I think this place is very good. There are many temples here, and we can support everyone even if we set up stalls at the temple fair."

Old Zhou's husband, Mr. Shen's eldest son, Shen Dashan, said:

"Don't talk nonsense. No matter how good Xinle is, can he be as good as the emperor's feet? Besides, even if there are many temples, they can't hold temple fairs all day long. Just think about beautiful things."

Old Mrs. Fang supported Old Zhou and said with a smile, "Don't worry. Can we settle down wherever we want? Don't worry, no matter where we go, the Third Brother and his family are blessed and can lead us to a good life."

Wow, this guy's confidence is even greater than that of Shen Zhiqiu's family. It's almost overflowing.

Shen Xingya was puzzled. Before, her grandfather was still worried about counting the small change in his family, but at that time, the government already had two thousand taels.

But after a few days, he earned more than 200 taels: "These 200 taels are much less than what I earned from selling Eucommia ulmoides before. Why am I so happy?"

Shen Daya smiled slightly when she heard this: "In everyone's opinion, no matter how much money you make from selling Eucommia bark, it's just a matter of luck and it won't last long. This stall is for the long term!"

Shen Youyou, who was walking in front, turned around and glanced at everyone. She said nothing, but she knew clearly in her heart:

"We don't plan to keep this thing for long. To be honest, the steamed cake is too simple. You can learn it after eating it and thinking carefully. As for the ring-tossing, believe it or not, someone might learn it at the next market in Xinle County."

Everyone was chatting and laughing. When they were hungry, they ate some dry food. When they were thirsty, they had their own boiled water.

Travel during the day and rest at night. If you can find a post station, go there. If you really can't find a post station, try to ask the people guarding the city gate to make some arrangements.

Of course, there are also those that are really unreasonable and completely inhumane. They can only find a more secluded place nearby, such as a ruined temple.

They seem to have adapted well, but only they know the hardships they have gone through.

Although I lived in the dilapidated temple, I didn't encounter anyone pretending to be a ghost as in "My Fair Princess".

But the statues of gods in ancient temples are all sculpted in a very serious manner, with big copper bell eyes staring, bulging arms with muscles, bared fangs and claws, and some even have three heads and six arms, which do not look like Nezha at all.

Anyway, it doesn't look like a god. If someone wakes up in the middle of the night because they have to pee, they will be scared if they are not careful.

At night, you can often hear the crying of children.

Shen Youyou felt that in the past two days, because they had to speed up their pace, the old ladies had been performing rituals to call back the souls of the little kids more and more frequently.

"Dad, we will arrive at Dingxing County tomorrow, and if we walk a little further we will almost reach the capital. Let's try to find a post station to stay in. I am afraid that if we continue to live in the dilapidated temple,

I guess next time we'll have to let the grandmas learn how to summon spirits, my brothers and sisters are almost immune to it. Look at their expressions, they're too disrespectful. Look at your son, while his grandma is performing a shaman act, he's still whispering to Shen Nannan!"

Li Jingshu held his forehead with his hand: "You just talk nonsense all day long."