Traveling through troubled times to escape famine and cultivate crops as a grain merchant

When they heard about dividing the money, everyone became even happier.

Someone was smart enough to immediately find a small scale and a pair of scissors and put them on the ground. Someone else went to the kitchen to find a piece of charcoal, and asked the boatman for a piece of rough paper and handed it to Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao knew the most words on the paper, so the old man did not refuse.

This is easy to divide. There are so many silver notes worth ten taels, and the silver is enough.

Zhou Guo was cutting silver with scissors. At the beginning, he couldn't cut it properly, and the big and small ones were not cut well. Later, he gradually found the trick and could cut accurately every time.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh in admiration, this guy really has a good brain and is more efficient than others in everything, even the shears are cut just right.

Each time a family was allocated money, the head of the household took away their own silver, and the whole family walked aside to touch the silver happily. The white silver ingots turned around in everyone's hands, and the silver bills were looked at over and over again. Even if they didn't recognize a single word, they would just stare at the ten taels on it. This was what Zhou Guogang had taught them.

It was divided in less than half an hour.

The Zhou family members including the two newly adopted children sat in a circle with the divided silver money placed in the middle. The children couldn't help but each took one and looked at it with laughter. It turned out that this was a lot of money.

After seeing enough, Huang put the money away. After thinking for a while, she gave all the money to Zhou Guo.

Xu was the first to disagree, "Mom, how can you give so much money to Guoguo? She is still a child. What if she loses it? So much money, if it is lost, our whole family's hard work will be gone."

Li also disagreed. It was such a big deal. If she took so much money, she would not be able to sleep or eat well all night.

Zhou Guo was not very happy to manage the money. This was earned by the whole family. It was all with her. It was indeed inappropriate for everyone to ask her for money when they needed it. Besides, wasn't Mrs. Xu an elder? How could an elder ask for money from a younger generation like her? She thought it through and said, "Grandma, this money was earned by everyone. It's not good to leave it with me. You can't ask me for money when you want to buy needles and thread, right?"

Huang said, "If it's not appropriate to keep it with you, then where else can it be kept? Who else in our family can protect so much money except you? It's always right if you listen to me. I'll keep it with you and divide it up when things are stable. Since we don't have any other places to use the money right now, it's useless for us to keep it in our hands."

Xu was not happy. She hadn't even warmed up the money yet. She rolled her eyes and said, "Why don't we take out some of the money first? Our food is almost gone, and we don't know how long it will take to get there. We can't just not eat."

Huang nodded, saying that food was the most important thing, but before she could say anything, the boat docked.

“We’ve reached the shore!”

When Zhou Guo heard that they had reached the shore, she stood up and looked towards it. This was another ferry crossing. The shore was now full of people, all looking up at their ship. There were refugees, merchants, and pedestrians in it. She also saw horse-drawn carriages, donkey carts, and ox carts, and wealthy people wearing silk and gold.

When they were on the other side, all they saw were refugees and businessmen, but here, in addition to businessmen, there were also rich people. It seemed that many of the rich people were refugees like them.

If Zhou Guo felt like he had returned from hell to the human world on the other side of the river, then here he felt like he had returned from the human world to heaven. After traveling for such a long time, they finally caught up with the rich people here.

Before everyone got off the boat, someone came up to Zhou Guo and said politely, "Miss Zhou, the 180 dan of grain you asked for is in this gate. Send someone to get it."

Zhou Guo nodded, turned around and called the village head, and the two of them went to the main door on the deck. When they pushed open the door, what came into view was the bags of grain piled all over the ground, with no place to step.

The entire hall, including the two side rooms in the east and west, is full of it.

The head of the village was stunned. He only saw so much grain when he paid the grain tax. After a while, he stammered, "So much grain?"

He turned to look at Zhou Guo, wondering why they were here. This was someone else's granary. Were they going to buy grain from them?

Zhou Guo put his hands behind his back and moved around in the grain pile, picking up a bag and opening it, revealing a whole bag of grains!

After going through several rooms, they found that the 180 stones of grain were all grains, that is, rice!

This man was truly wealthy and powerful. He gave away so much grain just as he said so. As far as Ju knew, in their village, the yield of rice was far less than that of wheat. They ate noodles most of the time every year. Even if they ate rice, it was mixed with bran to make porridge. Even so, many people still could not afford it.

Come to think of it, she hasn't had a proper meal of rice ever since she came here.

She thought the other person was a nice guy, and he could have exchanged the grain for beans or wheat, or given her something in between, but he just gave her all rice. Maybe he didn't think highly of this little grain?

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she might just look down on it, or be disdainful of it, because although these were all rice, they were all old rice!

Most of the grain is three or four years old, but they have come to this point and it is good enough to have food to eat, so why should they care about whether it is stale or not.

The head of the village nearby was envious of the grains. Seeing her pulling at the grain bags one by one, he was frightened and asked, "Guoguo, have you discussed with the boatman how much he would sell the grains to us per pound? Please make it cheaper. Although we just made so much money, we have to pay it out. We will need a lot of money to settle down in the future."

Zhou Guo looked at the food and said, "No need, these are all sent to us by him. Let's ask someone to come in and move them. It's time for us to get off the boat."

Village chief: “!!!!”

"You, you, what did you say?!!"

Zhou Guo turned around and said word by word: "You heard it right, these grains are free, we didn't spend a penny!"

Then he said, "These are all ours. Send someone to move them in. Otherwise, the boatman will be in a hurry to use the boat and will take them back."

The headman's eyes widened, and after standing there in a daze for a while, he hurried out the door, shouting as he ran: "Quick, quick, come in and move the things."

Crowds of people rushed in, moving things, but no one knew what good things they were.

"Oh my God, there is so much food, I can't finish it in my lifetime!"

The adults were all stunned by the scene before them. Who would want to move things?

Zhou Dacang came in, carrying two bags of grain, one on each side, and walked out.

The crowd finally reacted and started moving without asking where they were going.

The old man took the lead in taking the elderly, the weak, women and children off the boat, and cleared a space below. Zhou Guo brought some people to move the carts and other things off the boat, and then waited below.