The fat wife is rebellious: she was spoiled by the group on the way to escape famine

Just at this moment, Jiang Jinhe saw Aunt Song and Song Dadi and a few others walking towards this side from the front yard, and immediately found an opportunity to change the subject.

"Village Chief, didn't you say you wanted to discuss something? Look, my parents are already here. You can just talk to them about your ideas!"

After saying this, she involuntarily walked towards the backyard.

Just as he was about to get away and go to the backyard to check on the dried tofu, he was suddenly stopped by Aunt Jiang.

"Village Chief, our family now has Jin He in charge. If there are any important matters, we still have to discuss them with her."

Aunt Jiang said this with a smile, her words full of recognition of her daughter's abilities.

This sentence made Li Congyi, who was still thinking, stunned for a moment.

"I've actually heard of this before, but I never thought it would become a reality."

He asked in surprise, his tone revealing disbelief.

"Of course it's true. Jinhe is really capable. This makes things much easier for us. No matter what problems you encounter in the future, please consider communicating with Jinhe first."

Hearing this, Aunt Song's voice became more firm and powerful.

These words were like a huge rock falling into a lake, causing ripples in Li Congyi's heart.

In an instant, what happened on Tongshan Mountain a year ago emerged in his mind.

It was a young woman who faced the tigers' ferocious attack. It was this young woman who bravely advanced, never flinching, and ultimately secured a precious opportunity for everyone to escape. It was also she who, at the crucial moment, revealed Mr. Zhou's true identity, which had been hidden for years, and protected everyone's hard-earned wealth from being violated...

Now even Aunt Song, who is always known for her shrewdness, recognizes her so much and even entrusts family affairs to her?

Li Congyi reached out and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling a sense of inexplicable uneasiness.

In fact, he had already noticed something unusual about the third son of the Song family's wife long before...

Perhaps it was because he had just seen the affectionate scene between the young couple that he had momentarily forgotten the purpose of his trip.

This woman is really not simple, it's not easy to deal with her!

Thinking of this, he immediately adjusted his attitude and adopted a negotiating tone, saying, "Since that's the case, I'll be frank! Actually, I'm here to ask Brother Song to order a few more bamboo chairs."

"You may not know this, but in this town, many people saw my bamboo chair and rushed to sit on it."

"Everyone said the chair was very comfortable and asked me to make a few more for them!"

Hearing this, Song Dadi and the others immediately showed joy on their faces and quickly looked at Jiang Jinhe.

It turns out that what she said about the village chief not just buying a bamboo chair was true, and the man really came!

In the end, Li Congyi ordered eleven bamboo chairs at the price of five taels of silver per chair, and immediately paid 55 taels of silver as a deposit.

This time Jiang Jinhe did not refuse and accepted the money readily.

After the village chief left, the Song family members began to discuss.

"There are eleven chairs in total. The four of us can finish them in just two days. That means we can earn 55 taels of silver in two days!"

The eldest brother Song Mu said proudly.

But Song Dadi disagreed with him: "Mucheng, you just take charge of cutting bamboo. We must not be careless with these chairs. After all, the client is the village chief!"

After hearing this, Song Mucheng's face flushed slightly, but Song Muchang ignored it and nodded continuously: "That's right! As long as these chairs are well made, maybe more customers will come to our store!"

A few people discussed it for a while and soon assigned their respective tasks.

At this time, Song Muchang raised a question: "Third sister-in-law, didn't you say last time that you would return some money to the village chief? Why did you accept it all this time?"

Jiang Jinhe pursed her lips slightly and replied, "The situation this time is different."

"What's the difference? Last time we built a kang, this time we're just making chairs!"

Seeing everyone's interest, Jiang Jinhe explained, "Dad, Mom, and Big Brother, here's my thinking: the kang building business was a side hustle, so charging less won't hurt us, and it can also help us build closer relationships with the villagers. Selling bamboo products, on the other hand, is something we can run long-term, with a wide variety of products, which requires setting a stable price."

"Besides, we already gave the village chief a chair last time."

After listening to Jiang Jinhe's words, everyone felt that it made sense and praised her for being thoughtful.

Dad nodded, Mom also showed a relieved smile, and the eldest brother smiled slightly, feeling proud of his sister.

In fact, in addition to these reasons, Jiang Jinhe had deeper plans in his mind that he had not yet expressed.

She thought to herself that the reason the village chief paid so readily was probably because he had already received a deposit from someone else.

Although she didn't know the exact amount, she believed one thing - after the village chief tasted the sweetness, he would definitely participate more actively in the bamboo product trade.

She estimated that the next time the village chief came to visit, he would most likely mention the issue of controlling the bamboo supply.

Although the government has not yet explicitly stipulated that bamboo should be charged the same as wood, the village chief has full authority to manage bamboo in the same way as he manages wood.

If it were really implemented at that time, it would become very difficult for Jiang Jinhe to make money from bamboo handicrafts.

In this village, ordinary villagers rarely buy furniture and just make do with what they have.

As for the wealthy, they usually have regular craftsmen to work with and will not easily change their purchasing habits.

If the Song family father and son want to make their name known here, they must rely on the creativity of a wide variety of bamboo products to win.

Otherwise, her good skills would be wasted. Should she take the Song family father and son to change their careers and sell dried tofu?

Wouldn't all her hard work in getting so much spiritual spring water to raise rabbits and chickens along the way be in vain?

She had already planned that after the delivery of this batch of chairs, she would take out the rocking chair drawings she had drawn earlier and show them to the villagers.

She believed that this novel and comfortable rocking chair would definitely sell for a good price!

I originally planned to give the fifty-five taels of silver to Auntie Song for safekeeping, but Auntie Song firmly declined: "Jinhe, you are the head of the family now. Since you are the head of the family, it is more appropriate to give this money to you!"

Song Dadi also nodded in agreement.

A few people were sitting in the yard chatting when Li Yue came back carrying a bundle of firewood.

She caught a glimpse of the silver on the stone table and her eyes lit up immediately.

"Mom, did we earn money again today by not going out?"

she asked excitedly.

Aunt Song turned her head slightly and looked at her with disdain. She did not answer her question, but instead stuffed the silver into Jiang Jinhe's hand with a smile on her face.

"Jinhe, this little bit of income of our family is earned by your hard work, so just take it with peace of mind!"