Chapter 165 Fame and fortune
Chapter 165 Fame and fortune
The magical rice grown in Sanqing Mountain has a sweet aroma, and when cooked into rice or porridge, the taste is even more tempting. Everyone who has tasted it feels that they can't get enough.
Xie Lan had two large pots of rice and three pots of porridge cooked. Even though each person could only taste half a bowl, they were all eaten up in the blink of an eye.
The taste of Lingcha is also very good, and everyone who has tried it feels that it leaves a lingering fragrance on their lips and teeth.
Even mountain products such as mushrooms, bamboo shoots and black fungus were snapped up by people who came to try them.
Although it is just the simplest stir-fry, it tastes so delicious that many people can't wait to lick the entire bowl clean.
In addition, after many people tried it, they found that it was indeed as Xie Lan said, able to cure some minor health ailments, so they rushed into the store to buy it, fearing that it would be sold out if they were a step late.
Xie Lan was originally happy to see the crowd scrambling for food, but he was surprised to see an old woman who was given half a bowl of porridge. After taking two bites, she started wiping away tears.
"Old lady, what's the matter? This porridge doesn't suit your taste?"
The old woman was originally sad, but when she saw that Xie Lan had misunderstood, she hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, young lady, your porridge is very delicious. I only took two bites and found that my stomach was warm and all the fatigue in my body disappeared."
The old woman thought the porridge was good, but she started crying instead. Xie Lan became even more curious, "If the porridge is fine, then what's wrong with you?"
Perhaps because she saw her good attitude, the old woman was not so nervous anymore. She sighed and said, "My granddaughter-in-law gave birth to twin granddaughters for me a few days ago. They are very weak because they were born prematurely.
I originally wanted to buy some of your Sanqingling rice to make some porridge for them, but your price is too expensive, and I, an old woman, can’t afford it.”
Xie Lan understood. It turned out that he wanted to buy spiritual rice, but was sad because he was short of money.
She looked up and around, and found that there were many ordinary people in simple clothes, stretching their necks with envy, watching the customers in the store rushing to buy magical rice and mountain products.
It seems that even under the emperor's feet, there are still many poor people.
Xie Lan retracted his gaze, turned around and looked at the old woman wiping her tears with a smile, "I thought it was something else, it turns out the old woman wanted to buy spiritual rice.
Actually, there are two kinds of spiritual rice in my store. One kind is complete grains and good quality spiritual rice, which is sold at three taels per catty. But there is another kind of broken rice, which is only five cents per catty. If you want, you can buy some and make porridge for your granddaughter."
The old woman was stunned, "Little girl, what kind of broken rice is it?"
Seeing that someone nearby had heard their conversation, Xie Lan came over curiously and simply ordered Tiechui, "Go and bring a bag of broken rice over."
"Girl, aren't you planning to keep those broken rice for yourself?" Tiechui, who always obeyed Xie Lan's words, did not move this time. It was not because she wanted to disobey Xie Lan's orders, but because she felt sorry for her own girl.
Tiechui knew that Xie Lan liked to eat spiritual rice very much, but in order to save money for the Taoist temple and the ancestors, she was reluctant to eat the spiritual rice that was in good condition and wanted to save it to sell for money.
You can only eat broken rice of poor quality.
But now her daughter has to give even the little rice to the poor people.
Tiechui felt sorry for Xie Lan. Although the girl always said that she was not a good person, she and Aunt Zhang had followed her for many years and knew that although the girl was not kind to everyone, she could not bear to see those kind people suffer. When she could help, she would never stand idly by.
Tiechui didn't want to move the broken rice at first, but seeing Xie Lan's insistence, she had no choice but to do it. Xie Lan opened a bag of broken rice and said to the people around him with a smile, "These broken rice are actually the same as the spiritual rice sold in the store, but because they were broken when they were shelled, they only cost five cents per pound.
Don’t be fooled by the appearance of this broken rice, but its efficacy is no different from those sold in stores. It can also nourish the body and cure some minor illnesses.
Today my shop is opening. Thanks to all the elders and fellow villagers for their support. For those who buy five catties of this broken rice, one catty will be given for free, and for those who buy ten catties, two catties will be given for free. "
Xie Lan's original intention of selling the broken rice was to benefit the poor people with health problems, but some people with ulterior motives wanted to take advantage of it.
"The more broken rice you buy, the more you get for free, right?"
Although the appearance of this broken rice is not as good as the one sold in the store, it is cheap and tastes no different from the ones sold in the store. The most important thing is that it can treat physical problems just like the one weighing 100 grams per pound.
If he bought in large quantities and then resold them to wealthy businessmen elsewhere at a price of three taels per pound, wouldn't he be able to make a fortune?
Xie Lan saw through the man's thoughts at a glance.
"Based on household registration documents, each household can only buy a maximum of 10 kilograms per month."
The man was very disappointed that his plan to make money with the spiritual rice failed.
But other ordinary people were very happy. Although this broken rice cost five cents per pound, it was much cheaper than other ordinary rice.
The most important thing is that it tastes just as good, making people want to eat it again and again. There is no need to take medicine, just eating rice and porridge cooked with this magical rice can cure some minor ailments.
The old woman who had been wiping her tears earlier was overjoyed. Although her family was poor, she could still afford the broken rice at five cents a pound.
"Miss, you are such a kind person. With this broken rice, my two granddaughters can finally take care of their health. Ten kilograms a month, if you eat it sparingly and mix it with some brown rice, it can also help my granddaughter-in-law to recover her damaged health. Maybe she can even give me a big fat grandson in the future."
There was a young man who had received half a bowl of porridge before, but he couldn't bear to eat it, so he hurriedly sent it back home to his mother. At this moment, he rushed over with an excited look on his face, knelt down in front of Xie Lan, and kowtowed.
"My mother has been ill for more than a month. She vomits everything she eats. Originally, she could only be kept alive by medication. The doctor said that if she continued like this, we would have to prepare for her death.
I didn’t expect that my mother didn’t vomit after eating the magical rice porridge made by the girl. She wanted to eat more after eating it, and her spirits also recovered a lot. The girl is really a great benefactor to our family. If it weren’t for your magical rice, my mother would not be able to hold on. "
"I thought the owner of the Sanqing Spiritual Rice Shop was a black-hearted profiteer, but I didn't expect that you have such a kind heart. You gave us the spiritual rice you were going to eat. You are so kind-hearted. I will set up a longevity tablet for you and pray every day for your safety, happiness and longevity."
As Xie Lan listened to the people thanking her, her smile was brighter than the sun.
Her decision to open this store was absolutely the right one. She not only made money from selling the top-quality spiritual rice, saved money for the Taoist temple and the ancestors, promoted Sanqing Mountain and the Taoist temple, but also earned merits from the broken rice, thus gaining both fame and fortune.
At last, there was hope that she might live some more days.
Seeing that the two bags of broken rice that Tiechui had brought out were almost sold out, Xie Lan was about to go back to the store and ask a few guys to bring out more broken rice. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a group of uninvited guests came to cause trouble.
(End of this chapter)