The happy little days of the Ye family

Early the next morning, Yang Guo delivered 150 kilograms of wild vegetables.

Before Mr. Ye could speak, Yang Guo said with a smile: "Originally I planned to send 100 kilograms over, but my father said that they will be settled after they are sold out anyway, so it is better to send them all at once, just in case any merchants want it. "

There is no need to pay for these dried wild vegetables. Of course Mr. Ye has no objection and happily accepts them.

Old Mrs. Ye stayed with Yang Guo for lunch, but Yang Guo was too embarrassed to stay for lunch, so he and Mrs. Ye had a heated exchange. In the end, Yang Guo, who was more agile and more skilled, drove the donkey cart back quickly.

Father Ye is now very familiar with the county. He has become good friends with the stewards on the dock and the patrolling police officers. Mr. Ye also lets him go to the dock to sell bacon and dried vegetables.

Father Ye has been selling bacon at the pier for a long time and already has a regular group of regular customers.

800 kilograms of cured pork and 200 kilograms of cured chicken and rabbit were quickly purchased by familiar restaurants and businessmen from other places.

Dried vegetables are sold slower. After all, there is no shortage of vegetables in the south. Only in the north do you need to buy dried vegetables.

The second batch of dried vegetables was 300 kilograms, plus 150 kilograms of dried wild vegetables from Dashan Village. Ye Fu finally bought hundreds of kilograms of dried vegetables before the winter solstice.

The second batch of 1000 kilograms of bacon earned 5 taels and 8 cents. In addition to the 750 cents earned from selling dried vegetables, Ye's father made another huge profit.

Father Ye has been busy selling bacon and dried vegetables during this period, and when he got some time off, it was already the winter solstice.

There were so many things going on during this period that Father Ye even forgot to harvest the honey.

I met Ye Qiushi on the road and talked about the bumper honey harvest he had some time ago. Only then did Ye's father remember that he had forgotten to harvest the honey in autumn.

Fortunately, the weather was nice the next day, which was perfect for harvesting honey.

Father Ye took some half-dried straw, a clean bucket, and a sickle to the backyard, followed by Ye Qingqing, a jumping little tail.

Ye's father wrapped the exposed skin on his body, then put on Ye's mother's special hat. Before driving away the honey, he did not forget to drive Ye Qingqing back into the house.

After confirming that Ye Qingqing returned to the house, Ye's father took a small bundle of dry straw and carefully lit the half-dried straw.

The thick smoke drove the bees in the beehive out of the house. After making sure that no bees continued to fly out, Ye's father skillfully opened the beehive.

As soon as I opened the lid, a faint scent of osmanthus wafted out from the beehive.

There are two sweet-scented osmanthus trees in full bloom in the front yard, and there are also many sweet-scented osmanthus trees planted in the village. At this time, only sweet-scented osmanthus can be used to collect nectar in the village, and the honey naturally has the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

In winter, there are no other flowers in the village except sweet-scented osmanthus to collect nectar. Father Ye only harvested half of the honey this time and left half of the honey for the hardworking bees to spend the winter.

Father Ye carefully cut off the honeycomb with a sickle and put it in a clean bucket. The honey from the cut slowly flowed out.

There was a lot of honey on the sickle. Father Ye wiped the honey off the sickle with his hands and put it into his mouth. It was fragrant and sweet with the fragrance of osmanthus.

Father Ye couldn't help but broke off a small piece of honey and put it into his mouth. It was so sweet.

At this time, Ye Qingqing sneakily stretched out his little head from the room, "Dad, you actually ate it secretly."

Ye Qingqing ran out angrily, pouted angrily and said: "You don't even call me when you steal food, don't even think about borrowing pocket money from me in the future."

"Little ancestor, dad just wants to give you a taste. He was just about to call you out to eat honey." Father Ye coaxed his daughter with a smile, and he broke off a small piece of honey and stuffed it into Ye Qingqing's mouth.

He also said a lot of nice things to coax Ye Qingqing into peace.

It all brings tears of bitterness. Ye’s mother gives Ye’s father a pocket money of 50 Wen every month, which is the highest level in the village. Mr. Ye’s pocket money is only 30 Wen a month.

However, Ye's father was delicious and could not resist eating all kinds of delicious food in the county. He always spent all his pocket money early and often had to rely on the little rich woman Ye Qingqing for support.

Ye Qingqing paid half of the money she earned from doing embroidery and hair accessories to the public school, and Ye Mu didn't ask for the rest, so Ye Qingqing kept it herself.

Ye Qingqing has also made a lot of money from selling embroidery in the past two years, plus the money from making hair accessories, she can be said to be a veritable little rich woman.

The honey that has been accumulated for several months is much more than last time, and half of the hives weigh about 5 kilograms.

Ye's father and Ye Qingqing ate honey and happily carried the honey to the kitchen. Ye's father handed the bucket to Ye's mother, and then took Mr. Ye to Xiaohoushan to harvest honey.

The father and son first came to the rapeseed field. A small part of the 10 acres of rapeseed flowers planted first had declined, while the 5 acres of rapeseed flowers planted later were in full bloom.

15 acres of rapeseed flowers are connected together, which is very spectacular. Many industrious bees are gathering nectar at the stamens of the flowers.

There were six beehives in the rapeseed field. The father and son were responsible for three beehives each, and soon they harvested two large barrels of honey.

Mr. Ye took out two clean cloths to cover the honey, and then hid the two buckets of honey in the grass.

After hiding the honey, the two went to the honeysuckle field to harvest honey.

There are many sweet-scented osmanthus trees and duck-foot trees in the honeysuckle field, plus the wild chrysanthemums on the mountain. The honey source is very rich, and there is a lot of honey in the three beehives.

The two quickly put the cut honeycombs into wooden barrels and harvested a large bucket of honey.

Now there is only the last beehive left on the top of the mountain. Father Ye asked Mr. Ye to carry the honey to the rapeseed field and wait for him. He can just go to the top of the mountain to harvest the honey.

Mr. Ye was also worried about the two barrels of honey in the rapeseed field, so he carried the honey back to the foot of the mountain.

Not long after, Father Ye came back with a hive, but the hive on the top of the mountain was a bit small, only about 3 pounds at most.

The Ye family was busy filtering honey all afternoon, and a total of 46 kilograms of honey was collected from ten beehives.

The filtered honeycomb was not wasted. The leaf mother used the honeycomb to soak several pots of sweet honey water.

Most of the honey now is wild honey, which is rare, so pharmacies are rushing to collect it.

When selling honey before, the shopkeeper of the drug store agreed to charge 39 yuan per pound of honey, and he would charge as much as he could.

The 46-pound honey Yefu sold a total of 1794 Wen.

Including the honey I sold for the first time, I have already made more than two taels of silver this year just from beekeeping.

I have already earned more than half of my beekeeping tuition fees. I will probably be able to make money from beekeeping in the second half of next year. This three taels of silver is still well spent.

Ye's father planned to give a new year gift to his cousin Ye and his uncle before the year. It was indeed Ye's father who took advantage of him to be able to learn the art of beekeeping.