The young couple from the farm fights back

Seeing that the grain shop owner was very generous, Jiang Li asked for twenty large-sized Feng characters at once. Such a big business would make money quickly.

She had just looked at it, and the simple character "丰" wasn't even as good as hers. How could it be the handwriting of a scholar? It must be fake.

Jiang Li thought about it and decided that since there was still some time before the autumn harvest, this business could definitely not be completed by one traveling merchant.

So, while the shop assistant was still loading grain for them in the warehouse, he took Zhou Chunfeng to find the nearest pen and ink shop, and bought dozens of sheets of red paper and a set of the cheapest pens, ink and inkstone.

"Write it well for me. Anyway, while the house is being built, you can just stay by the side and look after the children. Write the word 'Feng' while watching the construction site."

Zhou Chunfeng: ...

Life is arranged clearly!

"I wonder if my lady has ever thought that it is easy to write about wealth but difficult to sell it?"

Someone definitely needs to be at home while the house is being built. No matter who between him and Jiang Li goes to the fields, one of them needs to stay at home to watch over the villagers' progress, not to mention that they also have three children who need to be watched closely.

Jiang Li rolled his eyes speechlessly and said that he used to argue with him every day about the company's development direction, and Zhou Chunfeng simply deserved to be punished!

He couldn't figure out such a simple question? He's just pretending!

"Just write, don't worry about sales."

When Zhou Chunfeng heard this, he knew that Jiang Li had already made up his mind.

Well, he listens to Jiang Li anyway!

Before Zhou Chunfeng and Jiang Li took the children back to Shilitun, a young daughter-in-law hurried back to the village.

Within a quarter of an hour, the news that the couple from the eldest branch of the Zhou family, who had separated from their family, had sold the tree roots they dug from the mountain for eight taels of silver spread quickly.

The one who spread the news was the young daughter-in-law, Song Xiaohua, the eldest daughter-in-law of the patriarch's family.

It turned out that Song took advantage of the market in town today to take the embroidered handkerchiefs and purses to the workshop to exchange for silver.

I happened to meet the eldest couple of the Zhou family on the street. I saw that the eldest son of the Zhou family was carrying the bundle of tree roots in his hand, and the couple took their children straight to the Kanglintang Clinic and Pharmacy in the town.

Out of curiosity, Song followed quietly, not wanting to be seen by her as the couple sold the root tree to the owner of the medical clinic and drugstore for a high price of eight taels of silver.

Song almost thought she was an errand boy. Eight taels of silver was neither eight cents nor eighty cents.

Hiding in a corner outside the door, she vaguely overheard the conversation inside the shop. It turned out that the Zhou family's eldest wife and husband weren't selling tree roots at all, but the valuable iron-stick yam. Everyone had heard of yam, but no one had ever seen its original appearance.

Once the news spread, some villagers remembered that one day they did see Jiang carrying back a bundle of muddy tree roots from the mountain. No wonder Jiang smiled like a stewed dog's head that day. Did he pick up something precious?

The villagers often went to Jiutouao, but they never saw any valuable things. Occasionally there were some good mushrooms and mountain products, which were picked by the teenagers from each family and sent to the town to exchange for a few cents.

Eight taels of silver, that's a big deal. No family can have a surplus of eight taels of silver after farming for a year. How could Jiang earn eight taels of silver just by going up the mountain?

Suddenly, the eldest branch of the Zhou family, which had split up the family, became the object of private discussion and envy among the villagers.

In the past, when the villagers saw that Zhou Lao Da's family was having a hard time, they all hoped that they could live a better life. But now that they saw that Zhou Lao Da's family had easily earned such a large sum of money, the villagers felt a sense of indescribable resentment in their hearts.

When Wang heard the news, she seemed to remember the tree roots that she saw Jiang bringing home in the wooden shed that day. It turned out to be the precious yam!

Wang was so shocked that she was speechless. She quickly ran home to tell her mother-in-law, Lin, the news. Even little Lin, who was listening, stared with her eyes wide in disbelief.

Eight taels of silver?

so much!

Lin immediately got jealous and jumped up from the old bench in the porch: "Humph, I was wondering why the eldest wife suddenly built a house. It turns out that she found some good stuff in the mountains without telling the villagers of Shili Village. The eldest wife wants to take it away for herself. Bah, no way."

Wang was stunned. What did her mother-in-law mean by this?

Is he asking the eldest wife for half of the money? Would the eldest wife be willing to give it?

Xiaolin held her daughter in her arms and patted her gently to comfort her. Her daughter had been startled by her mother-in-law's sudden movements. She pursed her lips and asked softly, "Mother, what do you mean by that?"

Lin put her hands on her hips, looking very angry and said, "I thought everyone had seen the yam before. Tomorrow our whole family will go up the mountain. Even if we don't go up the mountain, every household in Shili Village will send someone up the mountain tomorrow. Since there is such a good thing, we can't let the eldest wife have it all to herself."

"..."

Xiao Lin and Wang looked at each other weakly.

They thought that it was possible to go up the mountain, but they couldn't recognize the yam.

That day, Jiang was held in their arms, but they didn't look at her carefully. They all thought that Jiang was starving and had dug up tree roots from the mountains to fill her stomach.

But at this moment, the mother-in-law was angry, so they didn't dare to say anything.

When Jiang Li and his friends returned to Shilitun, they noticed that the villagers passing by looked at them strangely. Even if they saw them buying food, they shouldn't have reacted so strongly.

When they returned to the wooden shed, Aunt Hu passed by, carrying a hoe from the field. Jiang Li came out of the house, intending to make millet porridge for the child, but noticed Aunt Hu pausing in front of the wooden shed with a hesitant look on her face, and couldn't help but ask.

"Auntie, is there something wrong?"

Aunt Hu smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed, and pursed her lips hesitantly.

"Aunt, just say what you want to say." Jiang Li hated it most when people played tricks on her.

Aunt Hu smiled awkwardly: "Well, Chunfeng's family, today I heard from the villagers that you dug up valuables in the mountains that day, and today you went to the town to buy a lot of money. Aunt, aunt is thinking -"

Jiang Li understood instantly, and she asked why the villagers looked at their family strangely. It turned out that their actions in the town today were discovered by the villagers.

Yes, today is the market day in the town, and many villagers rush to the town early to sell eggs and handicrafts, so it is inevitable that we will meet each other.

"Auntie, are you talking about yam?"

Upon hearing this, Aunt Hu immediately put on a flattering smile again: "Yes, yes, I heard that you dug up some good yams. I was thinking, next time you go up the mountain, could you take me with you, or my daughter-in-law would be fine too. Don't worry, Chunfeng family, if you find good mountain products, we don't need too many. I just want to learn from you how to identify them."

Jiang Li thought it was no big deal. Since the news had spread throughout the village, there would be a group of people running up the mountain to look for the goods without having to wait until tomorrow.

That day, Jiang Li dug up more than a dozen yams and looked around the area. Iron stick yams usually grow in shady valleys and are not easy to be found.

"Okay, I'm going up the mountain early tomorrow morning. Aunt, please ask my sister-in-law to come find me early tomorrow morning, and I'll take her up the mountain with me."

Aunt Hu didn't expect Jiang Li to be so straightforward, and she was very happy: "Oh, okay, okay, I'll go back and tell my daughter-in-law that I'll ask her to come look for you before dawn tomorrow morning."

"it is good."

"Okay, thank you very much, auntie."

"Auntie, you're welcome."

Watching Aunt Hu's happy back as she left, Jiang Li shook his head helplessly and laughed.