In the book, I was fed by my sister

"One, two... seventy-five, seventy-six, how come there is so much extra money?"

Song Ran stared at her account book with her eyes wide open. There were clearly fifteen "positive" characters drawn on it. She had clearly spent money on buying straw these days, so how come there was more than one or two taels of silver in the jar than what was recorded in her account book?

Song Li lay on the bedside, looking at her sister's confused expression, and couldn't help but whispered: "Sister, did you remember it wrong? Don't worry about it, go to sleep."

The money she found in the pharmacy had been hidden in the yard, and she put it into her sister's money jar from time to time. At first, she only put copper coins, because there were so many copper coins that her sister probably couldn't remember them all.

Later, as she earned more and more money from selling mushrooms, she started putting money into it.

But the silver given by Ah Fu was not ordinary, it was large and neatly shaped, so she could only wait until there was a lot of silver in the jar before she dared to put it in.

"That's right, there's a lot of money, I must have remembered it wrong." Song Ran seemed to be convinced by Song Li's words. Anyway, no one would care about having too much money.

Song Ran put the money back into the jar, then carefully pushed the jar back into the wall, and finally put the cabinet back in place.

"This jar is almost full of money, hehe!" Song Ran said with a happy smile.

"Sister, your smile is exactly like Su Xiaoxiao's."

Song Ran glared at her pretending to be angry and said, "Okay, you little guy dares to laugh at me." After that, she climbed onto the bed, grabbed Song Li and started tickling her.

The two of them had enough fun and collapsed on the bed, gasping for breath and laughing.

Song Ran said worriedly, "I don't know how long these mushrooms can last. Winter is coming soon."

Song Li wondered: "Don't mushrooms grow in winter?"

"Of course, we can only eat radishes and cabbages in winter."

"But we can make a fire cave."

"Sister, what is a fire cave?"

"Dad told me that if we want to eat fresh food in the winter, we can dig a fire hole. Place it in a sunny place and cover it with paper so that the sun can shine in. Cover it with a reed mat at night to keep warm."

After listening to her sister's explanation, Song Li looked out the window, imagining the severe cold when it snowed, and said worriedly: "What should we do when it snows? The temperature will be even lower after the snow, and even if we cover ourselves with reed mats, it won't be able to keep out the cold air."

"We can also build a mud wall at the back, set up a stove, and dig a fire channel for heating. When it snows heavily, we can put firewood into the fire channel and burn it, so the house will be warm."

"Then when are we going to fix it? Let's also repair the roofs of the two houses next door, so they don't collapse like Damai's house did."

Song Ran thought for a moment and said, "Oh, we need to wait a little longer until we are done with the farm work. We still have to turn over the land in the next few days."

"We don't have to plant so much land. There are only two of us, and we can't finish all the food. If we want to eat something, we can go to the city and buy it." Song Li now deeply understands the role of silver. As long as there is silver, anything can be done.

But she underestimated her sister's love for the land. "That won't do. I won't feel at ease without land to farm. Besides, these fields were saved by our parents. If you sell them, it won't be easy to buy them back in the future."

"Then we can hire someone to help with the work while we wait for the harvest."

Song Ran joked, "I didn't expect that my little bastard has the potential to become a local landlord."

However, if they really hired people to work, the village didn't know how they would be treated. Every time Ah Fu came to transport goods, he led the horse. The villagers knew that the people who came were valuable, so they didn't dare to approach them to talk.

But recently, she has been trying to figure out what they are selling. Although Grandma Gu knew that Ah Fu came to her house to collect mushrooms, she didn't know how much they were sold for, and she didn't tell anyone that Song Ran could sell mushrooms.

The villagers only knew that the Song family's vegetables grew well and could be sold at a good price, and many people ordered seeds for next year with her. If these people in the village knew that they could get five taels of silver by selling two baskets of mushrooms, they would be jealous to the point of bloodshot eyes.

Wu Dongmei's incident has taught her a lesson. If you show off your wealth too much, there will inevitably be another Wu Dongmei.

"We can plant less food. We can't finish it all. We should plant more that can be sold."

"Growing vegetables is a good idea!" Song Li nodded with a smile. Her special ability came in handy and harvesting a few more waves of vegetables would not arouse anyone's suspicion.

If she were to grow rice, she would be in trouble. She would have no other choice but to manipulate the yield.

You can't let other people's rice still be green while hers is already golden and waiting to be harvested, right?

"What about tilling the soil? Should we do it ourselves?"

"Go ahead, I'll think of a way to conceal it from everyone."

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. Song Ran got up early and started wandering around the village.

The people in the village had already started to get busy, some working in the fields, some chatting with each other on the path. When she saw a group of people gathered together to chat, she walked over excitedly.

"Recruiting workers? I, Chunzhi, was talking about this yesterday. What's going on? Has your family really become rich?"

"I plan to use half of my land to grow vegetables. You can see that the big black horse comes to my house every now and then to buy vegetables."

Everyone present was thinking about it, and this time it might cost several hundred coins!

"Sister Ran, please save some seeds for my family next year. Not only can we sell them, but we can also eat them at home." An aunt asked with a smile.

"No problem, aunts and sisters, if you want seeds next year, please let me know in advance and I will grow more seedlings for you." Song Ran agreed generously.

"Oh, this is so embarrassing."

"It's nothing, we are all from the same village. It's just that we don't have a man to help with the land, so we can't do all the work. I'd like to trouble the aunties to ask for me which family is willing to contribute."

"Okay, okay." Everyone agreed. It was indeed the most effective to talk to these aunts, which was more effective than asking the village chief to talk.

The village chief must have something against her because of his nephew's affairs. Li Yaolin didn't even come to talk to her during his birthday party last month.

But she doesn't care about this job anymore.

"But, Sister Ran, how much money do you plan to pay? I heard Chunzhi say yesterday that it's twenty cents for half a day's work?" someone asked curiously.

"Oh, I had an argument with Zhu Yongbiao and the others yesterday, and I said that casually. Later, Sister Chunzhi asked me directly, and I didn't know what was going on and was angry, so I agreed." Song Ran explained what happened yesterday so that everyone would not be unhappy.

"Twenty cents for turning over one acre of land." Song Ran said with a smile.

Her family owns 15 acres of land, some of which grows irregularly. She is not stingy with the money and will give her one acre as compensation for even those that are less than one acre.

She calculated that it would cost about 350 cents to turn over all her land.

She had already thought about it, and set a certain amount of money for each job. This way she wouldn't have to watch over him, and she just had to do the work well.

To avoid being lazy like Chunzhi's brother-in-law did yesterday when she was not watching the field. In the end, Chunzhi felt embarrassed and came to help finish it herself.