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Chapter 234 It's Not Good to Be Too Rash

The most distinctive feature of the people in Hujia Village is that they are receptive to what others say.

Grandpa Hu explained the pros and cons to everyone, and they understood.

Indeed, these past few days, the villagers have been busy scrambling to catch, dry, and harvest grain, and everyone is extremely happy.

I had no mind to think about anything else.

Now all the grain has been stored in the granary. They are preparing to cultivate the land and wait another half month before preparing for the autumn planting.

Everyone was thinking how wonderful it would be if the next harvest could be just as bountiful.

But they forgot what their original harvest should have been like.
Grandpa Hu: "Think about it, why is our village so fortunate?"

"It's Old Wang's family, isn't it..." someone answered weakly.

"I think she's the Wang family's lucky star. Haven't you noticed? Ever since Ayu came, our village has been getting better and better."

"Yes, look at Old Wang's family. They used to be dirt poor, but now they not only have a house in town but also a shop. And this year, they have the biggest harvest!"

“In previous years, we would have finished harvesting our own grain by this time. Since we didn’t have much to begin with, one person could harvest four or five mu a day. Now, even with our whole family pooling our resources and putting in all our effort, we can only harvest two or three mu a day…”

"Putting everything else aside, in previous years I would have gone there much earlier to work as a day laborer for the landlords in the surrounding area. Even when the landlords were feeding their crops, I never saw such good food!"

Everyone chimed in, clearly understanding that such a bountiful harvest was definitely not normal.

"Some things are better left unsaid," Old Mrs. Hu said, stopping short of saying anything more. "Don't stick your neck out, understand the doctrine of the mean, and know the principle of making a fortune quietly. I don't think I need to teach you that, do I?"

The people were still somewhat confused: "But we have so much grain that we can't eat it all ourselves. We have to sell it eventually. Although we don't have to pay taxes now, we still have to pay taxes during the autumn tax season, and people will eventually find out."

No one from the Wang family participated in the group's discussion, so they were unaware that the Wang family was also discussing the same topic. Wang Chuanfu was the most excited: "Mother! This batch of grain seeds is really good! We can use the grain we harvest as seeds too. We won't need to go to town to buy seeds anymore. If we plant these, we'll have a bumper harvest every year!"

Grandma Wang said, "A good harvest is a good thing, but it's also a bad thing."

The Wang family was completely confused. How could a good harvest turn into a bad thing?

"Bamboo shoots need to emerge at just the right length to be considered proper. If they sprout too much, they'll break easily and become worthless." Old Mrs. Wang glanced at her sons and then said to Wang Chuangui, "Second son, you talk to them."

Wang Chuangui thought for a moment and then said, "The main reason is that our Hujia Village used to be too poor. Suddenly, we can grow such good grain. It's impossible not to make others think about it."

“But we still need to eat! There’s so much grain left, we have to sell some of it. If we keep it in the granary, it’ll just become stale grain!” Wang Chuanfu said anxiously. “We have to think of a way.”

Don't be so greedy that you end up starving to death.

"Yes, Mother, we can't just stop selling our grain just because it's growing so well, can we?"

Grandma Wang remained calm and composed, smiling slightly as she looked at her anxious sons.

"They're still a bunch of idiots, utterly hopeless! Haven't you thought of a solution?" Old Mrs. Wang looked at the children with a disappointed expression. "Can't they sell here? Can't they sell elsewhere?"

Then she turned her gaze to Wang Chuanman.

"It's getting cold, Fourth Brother, it's time for you to hit the road."

Wang Chuanman: ? ? ?

Mother, what you're saying is making your son a little scared.

(End of this chapter)