The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 939: To Build a Workshop (6)

Chapter 939: Chapter 939: To Build a Workshop (6)

Lu Zhuangzhuang went to summon everyone.

"Alright, hurry and fetch a jug of wine, then go kill a chicken. We’ll have a good meal at noon today..."

The lunch was very rich. Lu Gao even invited the man who had led the way earlier—also a Lu, called Lu Laowu because of his name’s order in the family. Although they weren’t relatives on this side, Laowu’s wife was cousins with the Ya Family, so they were somewhat related. Plus, living in adjacent houses meant the two families got along quite well.

"Xinxin, honestly, even if you hadn’t come, I would have wanted to find you tomorrow. We don’t have much here, but someone brought in some seafood. I know you like it, so now I don’t have to make the trip..."

"Uncle Lu, you’re too kind..."

"What’s this ’kind’ talk? If it weren’t for you, would we be able to have meat and wine for the New Year?" Lu Gao waved his hand, "Oh right, there’s something I need to tell you. A man’s come to me twice, offering a high price to buy the dried shrimp I have. I’ve already promised them to you; I couldn’t be so dishonest, right? But, a few of the fishing families I used to trade with suddenly backed out. I couldn’t help it..."

Yang Ruxin’s brow furrowed, then she smiled, "It’s normal for some to back out. However, since they no longer sell to me, I won’t want their goods in the future if others don’t either..."

Lu Gao nodded, "I understand. It’s just that I feel...ah, never mind, it’s their own choice.

"Uncle Lu, I came today because I have something to discuss with you. I want to build a workshop here." Yang Ruxin looked at Lu Gao, "As you know, those dried shrimps are the ingredients for Divine Sauce. The weather’s cool now so it’s fine, but once it gets hot, the shrimp might spoil on the way to you. So, I’m thinking of building a workshop by the sea to buy the shrimp and make the sauce on the spot, then transport the finished product..."

"Really?" Lu Gao’s interest was piqued, and he slapped his thigh, "That’s great... That way, we could have an extra source of income, couldn’t we?"

"I’ll leave this matter to you, Uncle Lu." Yang Ruxin sighed in relief, "Now that the New Year is upon us, let’s not rush things. But when you have time, look for a good spot, and also make a list of diligent, honest, and capable workers—no shifty or lazy ones... Additionally, since fishing has too many unknown factors, if someone is knowledgeable and willing, we could set up a pool for farming shrimp and such. As long as the quality is good, we can buy directly from them..."

"Xinxin, don’t worry, I’ve got everything you said noted down, and I’ll make sure it’s done properly." Lu Gao rubbed his hands together. If a workshop were really built, their lives would definitely improve.

Yang Ruxin took out ten taels of silver and placed them on the table, "Uncle Lu, once you find a good spot, go ahead and secure it. If that’s not enough, have someone let me know."

"Alright." Lu Gao didn’t decline and let the Ya Family take the silver away, "I’ll start scouting around now, and after Ceng Qi, I’ll get things moving..."

In this region’s custom, all shops, schools, kiln factories, workshops, and the like would usually take a break around the Little New Year and would not open again until the eighth day of the new lunar year.

Now that the official business was settled, it was time for friendly drinks and catching up.

Gu Qingheng actually sat cross-legged on the kang (a traditional Chinese warm bed) and drank with Lu Gao.

Just as they were enjoying their drinks, a knock on the door was heard. Lu Zhuangzhuang got up to open the door, and soon after he brought in a man wearing a black cotton-padded jacket with his hands tucked in. A basket hung on his arm, but the weather-beaten face made his age indiscernible.