Crossing the farm gate, the whole family reunites in the disaster year

When the village head spoke, the women gathered around him immediately shut up and stepped aside.

The villagers, who were gathered in three layers inside and outside, also made way for the Cui family so that they could see the entrance of the Cui family at a glance.

Lin and the village head stood there in a daze.

The originally neat little vegetable garden at the door was now piled with plates and bowls.

"Aunt San! Come and take a look." Silang ran up to Lin, greeted the head of the village, and dragged her to the door.

Bowls and basins of various sizes were piled up into a mountain, half a person's height.

The Cui family members were moving in and out into the yard, and even the Yu family came to help.

Cui Zhaozhao smiled at Lin with a rosy face, and she and Lidong carried a large basin into the yard.

Lin estimated that there were at least a thousand defective products in this pile.

"How did the negotiations at the brick kiln finally go?" Lin patted the dirt off Silang's clothes.

The onlookers stretched their necks to hear what the two were saying.

Si Lang pulled Lin a few steps away and said excitedly in a low voice, "The brick kiln manager wanted to buy the recipe, so I followed Third Aunt's instructions and refused to sell the bricks. In the end, the manager agreed to pay according to the quantity, and added two cents for each brick."

"These are all the defective products from the brick kiln. They have all been shipped to our house."

Shiro showed his teeth, and his young face was full of pride.

Lin was also infected with the smile: "Great, well done."

I’m afraid the Cui family’s yard will be filled up.

"What's going on?" The village head couldn't help but ask after being shocked.

Is it worth alarming half the village just to bring back a bunch of broken bowls?

Since everyone knew about it, Lin didn't hide it anymore and told the village head about it in a few words.

The village head opened his mouth wide and said, "Can these broken bowls make money?"

The money earned is still from the brick kiln!

Only then did everyone understand what was going on.

"Yes, I saw it myself. The people from the brick kiln delivered it. They said they wanted to pay the Cui family for their work."

"As long as I fix the bowl, I can get money?"

"If I had known earlier, I would have gone to the brick kiln to ask." A woman said regretfully. Although she didn't know how much money she could make, it was still some income.

“This…” The head of the village was quite knowledgeable. Although what Lin said was simple, it was not like what the villagers said, that anyone could do it.

Looking at the bowls and basins piled up like a small mountain in front of me, a place of this scale could be considered a workshop in the city. An entire warehouse would be needed just to store all these bowls and basins.

The village head suppressed what he wanted to say in his heart, turned around and said to the crowd: "Alright, we've seen the excitement, go back and do your own things."

"How long will it take to move so many bowls and pots? Well, I'll stay and help." The woman who spoke rolled up her sleeves.

"There's nothing to do at noon, so I'll stay and help."

The village head, who knew what they were thinking, said unhappily, "If you're not busy with this, you'd better go to the fields and catch more locusts. This is the real deal. The county magistrate has said that if your method of killing locusts is effective, we will be exempted from taxes for the whole village this year."

The county magistrate said this happily during the meal. His original words were that if the method was effective, he would apply to the prefect to exempt Xiahe Village from taxes today.

He believed in Jingwen Niang's method and also believed that the county magistrate would not go back on his word.

As soon as these words came out, everyone became energetic.

This year's harvest is only 60% of previous years. If we pay taxes, we will have to tighten our belts until spring.

If taxes were really exempted, the amount of grain left over would be much more than what was left after paying taxes in previous years.

In a flash, all the people gathered at the door went to the fields.