"With that, she took out a tael of silver, "Uncle Dayong, this is for the materials and labor cost of the chair too."
"Hey, girl, are you belittling me? Who is with whom here? For you to ask me for help with something, and for me to ask for money from you, wouldn’t that get me killed by your granduncle? Don’t cause me trouble." As he spoke, Yang Dayong waved his hands repeatedly.
"Uncle Dayong, you must accept this money. I may need to ask for your help with even more things in the future. Are you going to refuse payment for all of them? Making things takes a lot of wood and your time. With that time, you could be doing so many other things. You must take this money!"
Ye Zi’an added, "Yes, Uncle Dayong. If you don’t take it, Xiaxia won’t feel right asking you to make things for her in the future."
Seeing the two of them urging him together, Yang Dayong felt somewhat embarrassed. After thinking it over, he said, "Fine, I’ll take the money, but it’s too much."
Yang Chuxia shook her head, "Uncle Dayong, you take all this money. Your craftsmanship is absolutely worth this price. I think it is too little for you. When I find a buyer later, I will give you more money."
Upon hearing that there was more money, Yang Dayong immediately waved his hands, "Don’t! Then your granduncle will really give me a talking-to."
At this point, Yang Chuxia didn’t bother arguing with Yang Dayong about it. It wouldn’t be too late to discuss it once things were settled. She hadn’t had time in the past few days to think about the sales channel for the wheelchair. A few days ago, Shopkeeper Li had sent over some broad beans. She had made a batch of bean paste sauce two days ago. These couple of days, more broad beans were to be delivered. She had to finish the bean paste sauce and marinate enough drunk crabs and shrimps before she had time to think about the wheelchair.
Yang Chuxia’s prediction was accurate. When she and Ye Zi’an returned home, they saw two ox carts loaded with broad beans in front of their door, sent from Shopkeeper Li’s restaurant.
After the goods were unloaded, Yang Chuxia checked the broad beans, seeing that they are small-sized, nodded her approval. She thought they were better for making bean paste sauce since the larger ones are difficult to ferment.
"Father, Mother, we can sow the broad beans in a day or two. The ground has just been turned over, so the smell should dissipate some. Let’s make the bean paste sauce first in these two days."
Yang Chuxia grabbed a handful of broad beans and continued, "Father, go to town tomorrow and get some more clay pots. Mother and I will start soaking the broad beans now. Tomorrow, we will have to ask someone to help peel the broad beans."
"Alright, I’ll go buy clay pots first thing tomorrow."
Ms. Wang also nodded, "When the beans are soaked, I’ll go find Old Aunt-in-law Gen and the others." Last time when they were shelling broad beans at home, they had asked several people to help remove the peels. It would have taken a very long time for her and Ms. Wang to shell a few hundred jin of broad beans on their own, so they had to ask for help. They all received wages like those who cleared fields, and were provided food, so villagers were willing to help.
Because they were busy with the broad beans, they didn’t pay attention to the chair that she and Brother An had brought back. It wasn’t until dinnertime that the sharp-eyed Yang Qingrui spotted it.
The two brothers were extremely fond of it. Yang Dachuan couldn’t help but sigh that if Brother An had had it back then, things would have been much more convenient.
A good night’s sleep followed.
Early the next day, Yang Dachuan drove an ox-cart to town to buy clay pots. Yang Chuxia and Ms. Wang got up early to clean the ingredients.
After eating breakfast, the people who came to help peel the beans also started to arrive.
Yang Chuxia lifted the oil paper cloth covering several large basins and saw the beans that had already swelled. She grabbed one and tore it apart to try it.