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

Old Mrs. Cui pointed at the words she had written.

"Jingwen said the number four is the best, so let's sell 400 kilograms first."

“…” Old man Cui had a gloomy face and asked this unnecessary question. He got up and went back to the house.

Old Mrs. Cui muttered to the back of the figure: "Why did this old man leave?"

Old man Cui came back angrily: "You are so old, but you insist on competing with the children to learn to read. You have thrown aside serious matters. I think you have lost your mind."

"You talk like you haven't learned anything."

"I...I was just curious. Anyway, unlike you, I didn't pester Jingwen with questions." Old man Cui was evasive.

"Come on, you gave up learning just because you found that you couldn't learn it." Old Mrs. Cui exposed her mercilessly.

"I can't make sense of you." Old Man Cui blushed. "Selling grain is the real business now. We're already half buried in the ground. What's the point of learning to read? It won't help us eat or drink."

Old Mrs. Cui said confidently: "Why is it useless? The third daughter-in-law said that I am making use of my spare time. If I can keep accounts, I can make money, just as much as you can from farming."

"You damn old woman..."

"Dad, Mom." Lin separated the two and stopped the argument.

"Third daughter-in-law, please judge for yourself. Is there anything wrong with me recognizing words?"

"You never stop learning. Not only are you right, but you're also setting a good example for your children."

Old Mrs. Cui held her head high, her back very straight, like an old hen that had won a battle.

"Listen, the third daughter-in-law praised me..."

"But, what Dad said makes sense." Lin played both sides. After coaxing Old Mrs. Cui, she turned to coax Old Man Cui. "For farmers, food is our foundation. Right now, wheat is the most important. We must also store up food for the winter. Only when we have a full stomach can the children have the energy to study and learn to read."

Old man Cui shook his sleeves and said, "I like what you said. Third daughter-in-law, you decide how much grain we will sell tomorrow."

This autumn, the Cui family harvested about 1,000 kilograms of wheat from their five mu of land, which was 30% less than in a good year. However, because of the exemption of taxes, the harvest was the same as in the past, and they could even have a good year.

Of course, farmers are reluctant to eat new grain, so they take it to the grain store and exchange it for old grain or rice bran. One pound of new grain can be exchanged for nearly two pounds of old grain, and rice bran is even cheaper.

As for why they don’t sell them all at once, it’s because the colder the weather, the more expensive the food prices will be, especially before the New Year, when food prices can rise by 20% to 30%.

Therefore, after farmers have exchanged enough food for the winter, they will keep the remaining food and eat it slowly during the winter. After all, having food in hand makes them feel at ease.

Now that the new grain is on the market, the price of grain will definitely fall. The price of old grain is cheap, and the new grain cannot be sold at a high price.

If you sell too much now, you will lose money when the grain price is high before the New Year. But if you don’t buy more old grain while it’s cheap now, you may not have enough to eat next year.

Old man Cui was very conflicted.

"Tomorrow, let Cheng Liang carry 100 kilograms of grain to the city to test the price. If the price of new grain is too low, we can wait a little longer. As for the old grain, we can buy it directly with silver, which will not delay our storage of grain."

Old Man Cui's eyes lit up. "You have a good business mind after all. I was always worried that if I didn't sell enough new grain, the old grain I got in exchange wouldn't be enough to eat. I've really gotten so confused that I forgot about the money."

"Okay, let's do this. Sell less tomorrow."

Anyway, there is money at home, so buy the old grain first and keep the rest of the new grain to sell slowly!

After resolving his worries, Old Man Cui felt much more relaxed. He was about to go back to his room to sleep when Lin called him.

"Dad, there's one more thing. I want to sell you a few dozen kilograms of new grain."

Old Mrs. Cui said bluntly: "Why do we need to buy new grain? We can eat the old grain just as well..."

Old Man Cui coughed, stopping Old Lady Cui from speaking. He turned around and asked with concern, "No problem. I'll have Cheng Liang give it to you later. Is fifty kilograms enough?"

"It's enough for now. I'll give you the money at the market price when Jingwen comes back from the county tomorrow."

"Not urgent."

Old Man Cui knew that since Lin said she would give money, she had to give it. There was no point in refusing, so he directly called Cui Chengliang to load the grain.