The young couple from the farm fights back

The thank-you gift prepared by Aunt Hu today is very valuable in the eyes of the farmers in the countryside. Not to mention that during the slack season, every household cannot have two full meals. Even during the busy season, they may not even have fish or meat.

Aunt Hu and her husband, Uncle Zhou Er, the head of the household, never imagined that they had just wanted their daughter-in-law to go up the mountain with Jiang to broaden her horizons, but after just one trip, she would bring back a big treasure.

"Chunfeng family, don't blame your aunt and uncle for being anxious. It's really because the treasure is so precious that they dare not keep it at home. This morning, your uncle and Dashuan and his father delivered the precious treasure to the pharmacy in town."

"How could your second uncle not remember the kindness you and Chunfeng have shown us? For this reason, we dare not buy too many good things, fearing that the villagers would be jealous. We just brought some food from the town. Please don't look down on your aunt and your second uncle for being so small."

"How could that be? We are just lucky today. Aunt and second uncle are so thoughtful. The head of the household and I will remember it." Jiang Li spoke beautifully, expressing her satisfaction with the kind nature of Uncle Zhou and Aunt Hu's family.

Zhao smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, I thank you for bringing me up the mountain today to broaden my horizons. If there is a chance in the future, please help me."

"No problem, but I've discussed it with my boss. We won't go up the mountain until our house is built."

Zhao quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, sister-in-law, you should take care of the important things at home first."

Aunt Hu smiled and patted Jiang Li's hand: "Building a house is urgent. Let's lay the foundation tomorrow. I'll ask your second uncle and Dashuan to come over and help."

"Thank you very much, auntie."

"Hey~, building a house yourself requires some care. It's always good to have a few family members watching over it." Aunt Hu said happily.

Jiang Li nodded and thought of something: "Aunt, wait a minute."

As he spoke, he turned around and pulled out three red-lettered pieces, one large, one medium, and one small, from the cabinet at the end of the kang. "These red-lettered pieces are from my husband. I'm recuperating at home today and wrote some in my spare time. I thought I'd sell them to supplement the family income. The autumn harvest is coming soon, so you can take these home with you."

Aunt Hu took the scarlet letter and looked at it, her eyes widened in surprise.

Every family has to buy red characters around the time of autumn harvest, as they symbolize a good harvest. In previous years, when they went to the town to buy them, the characters written on them were not so good.

"But it was written by Heng'er's father."

Jiang Li smiled and nodded: "Aunt, you also know that my headmaster once studied in the clan school for a year. His knowledge was not much, but his handwriting was decent."

"I think it's good. This calligraphy is really good and can be sold at a good price."

Upon hearing this, Zhao also moved closer to her mother-in-law to take a look. She had to admit that Brother Zhou's handwriting was better than that of any man in her family.

"Sister-in-law, how much can this one sell for?"

"We went to the town yesterday and asked people, and they said that large characters are three cents, medium characters are two cents, and small characters are one cent. We think that should be a fair price." Jiang Li said as he looked at Aunt Hu's reaction.

If Aunt Hu feels that the price is unreasonable, she will lower it.

Aunt Hu heard this and said cheerfully, "It's a fair price. In previous years, only merchants could sell it for this price. The shops in town would charge five cents for it."

Jiang Li raised her eyebrows. From ancient times to the present, the prices of goods have been different wherever they are displayed.

"Thank you for the tip, Auntie. I'll go to the village later and ask if anyone needs to buy red letters. I'll see if I can sell a few."

As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, Aunt Hu said, "Of course it can be sold. No one in the village is buying red characters right now, so it's a good opportunity for your family to catch the wave. I'll have Dashuan spread the word about it later, and people will come to buy from you later, so you don't have to make a special trip to the village."

"Of course it is. Thank you, auntie."

"Thank you for being so polite, Auntie, I will accept these."

Jiang Li smiled: "Of course."

Jiang Li and Zhou Chunfeng never expected that Aunt Hu's Dashuan was so efficient. In just half an hour, villagers came to the small wooden shed one after another to ask about the red word.

It is not easy for farmers in the countryside to save a few cents. Merchants who can sell red-letter coins at a low price usually do not go to the village entrance, and buying them in the town will cost two or three cents more.

They are now available for sale at my doorstep, so everyone would rush to buy a few.

The hundreds of copies Zhou Chunfeng wrote today were all sold out before dark. The speed was so fast that even Jiang Li was stunned.

In the past, people were reluctant to light candles in the main room, but now all of them were lit, making the small wooden shed very bright.

Zhou Chunfeng sat by the door holding Anger, listening to the croaking of frogs and chirping of cicadas from the fields outside, and glanced back at the woman counting copper coins on the small table.

It was a waste of his time worrying about her getting a heat stroke!

It's all in vain.

Jiang Li calculated the copper coins he earned and deducted the cost of red paper, ink and inkstone. Although he didn't make much money, as long as he continued to write and sell, he would definitely make money.

You don't need to buy a pen or inkstone, just some red paper.

She had previously heard from villagers that merchants could not come to the village to sell their goods, and now there were still several households in Shilitun who were unable to buy, and the neighboring villages also had limited sales.

Thinking of this, Jiang Li turned back happily, and their eyes met his cunningly.

Just one look, and Zhou Chunfeng understood everything.

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I will take that thing to the town tomorrow and buy some red paper on the way back."

Ah! We are allies indeed, so in tune with each other.

"Buy more, we can do wholesale."

"..."

Seeing the man stunned, Jiang Li explained unhappily, "Neither of us has time to go to the neighboring village to sell the goods, so why not let the children in the village sell them? We can make a few copper coins, and I guarantee that a group of teenagers will be vying to help us sell the goods."

It really is a good business mind. Zhou Chunfeng couldn't help but admire: "Good."

"By the way, let Uncle Zhou Er go to town with you tomorrow."

"Are you worried about me being alone? Or are you afraid that I'll take the money and run away?" Zhou Chunfeng said teasingly.

Jiang Li was speechless: "That thing of ours can be sold for at least thirty taels of silver. Have you forgotten about selling the iron stick yam yesterday?"

The news had already spread before they returned to the village. What if they were targeted by someone again tomorrow?

"A dozen taels won't attract attention, but a few dozen taels won't be dangerous for you alone?"

Zhou Chunfeng curled his lips slightly and sneered, "Have you forgotten that I was once a martial artist as well?"

"Yeah, yeah." Jiang Li nodded and rolled his eyes: "Who can you beat in your current state?"

“……”It hurts.

OK, can't have a good chat.

The commotion caused by the separated eldest branch today once again aroused the resentment of the Zhou family. Zhou Laosan couldn't understand why it felt like all the good things had been taken away by the eldest branch since it completely drew a line between itself and their Zhou family.

The eldest wife and her husband, whom he had looked down upon the most in the past, might have been bewitched. How could the cowardly couple suddenly become smart and eloquent?

Also, he remembered that the eldest brother's handwriting was as ugly as dog's crawling, so how could the red characters he wrote be sold for money?

The more Zhou Laosan thought about it, the angrier he became, and he pounded his clenched fists hard on the pillow.

Xiao Lin, who was holding her daughter, moved her butt timidly, fearing that the man in the family was not in his right mind and would come back and beat her and her daughter.

Boom boom~

"Third brother, open the door!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of Lin's mother banging on the door outside the gatehouse. Zhou Laosan came to his senses and walked forward to pull the bolt.

"Mother~"

"Third son!" Lin immediately put her hands on her hips and said as soon as she saw her youngest son, "Tomorrow morning, you must go to town and buy red paper and ink, and then go home and write a red letter for me."

"..."

Seeing her youngest son staring blankly like a fool, Mrs. Lin frowned unhappily, "Why, the good-for-nothing eldest son can write, but you can't? If I'm not mistaken, your handwriting is much more presentable than his."

"I've heard that a large character costs three cents, a medium character costs two cents, and a small character costs one cent. If the big family can do business that comes right to their door, why can't our Zhou family do it?"

Zhou Laosan was stunned for a moment and felt that what his mother said made sense.

"Here, take it. Buy it tomorrow morning and come back quickly. I just can't believe that all the good things in the world are taken by the losers of the first wife and her husband."

Zhou Laosan took the hundred yuan from his mother in a daze, and at the same time, his heart was filled with excitement: "Okay, mother, son will go to town tomorrow morning."

Both mother and son were full of passion and confidence, and could already imagine the scene of pocketing huge sums of money.