Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

"Don't worry, we won't be greedy for the money you earned earlier," said a villager. "You just need to tell us. We earned this money with our own hands."

"Yes, yes, we understand your Qiao family. After all, your Qiao family has had a hard time, but some things are public, and you can't be the only ones who use them to exchange for money."

The Qiao family hesitated, they didn't know what to do. People are selfish, and they are certainly selfish too. They have this magic weapon to make money, and they definitely don't want to tell others.

However, faced with the sincere requests of so many villagers, they couldn't bear it and didn't want to become enemies with everyone.

Among them, some people even sent them rice and flour when they were in trouble.

Old Man Qiao looked at Old Lady Qiao. Old Lady Qiao had already made up her mind about 70% to 80%, but she was not completely sure.

At this time, I couldn't help but think of Jianer. It would be great if Jianer was still here.

At such a young age, he has his own ideas and opinions.

Moreover, it was Jianer who discovered the mushrooms on these hills.

Shen sneered, "Look, the Qiao family is so selfish and heartless, wanting to monopolize the benefits of these mountains."

Chen: "Your family has earned dozens of taels a day these days, and you don't want to give it back at all. Just think about your future life in the village. You won't be able to sleep peacefully at night."

Anger appeared on the faces of the Qiao family members. Old Mrs. Qiao was about to speak after she could no longer bear it when a clear voice was heard.

"Who said that our Qiao family wants to monopolize the market? Even if you want to slander me, you should still follow the rules."

Then I saw Qiao Jianer coming up from below with a cold face.

Old Lady Song scolded, "You stinky girl! Your family has been making tons of money these days, but you haven't said a word yet, and you still say you want to keep it all to yourself."

"Who are you saying is stinky? Who are you saying is stinky, you stinky old woman." When Dayong heard that someone dared to say his sickle was stinky, he wanted to rush up and beat Old Woman Song.

Old Man Qiao stopped him and said, "Be steady. Old Lady Song's mouth is full of shit. You know that."

Now the Song family and the villagers are on the same side. Beating Old Lady Song is equivalent to going against the villagers.

"Why should we sell it ourselves?" Qiao Jianer walked to a backpack and lifted the rag on it.

"Look carefully, what's inside."

The villagers crowded forward and took a closer look at what was in the basket. They were all horrified.

"Ah, toadstool."

"Yes, the backpack is full of poisonous fungi."

"What? You're selling this?"

"Yes, that's what we sell," Qiao Jian'er said. "Why didn't we tell you before? Would you have accepted it if we had? Would you have said we were trying to harm you, forcing you to sell poisonous mushrooms to wealthy families, leading to your imprisonment or even death?"

The villagers fell silent after being asked this question.

They had to admit that what Qiao Jianer said was true.

Old Mrs. Qiao was also relieved to hear this. In fact, even if she told the villagers just now, the Qiao family would have the reputation of being selfish, after all, they had been hiding it for several days.

Now that Jianer has come up with this reason, even if they originally had selfish motives, it can be fully explained.

She finally understood why he wanted Jian'er to be here just now, because the Qiao family needed a good reason and an excuse.

This will prevent the Qiao family from being pointed at and having nasty things said about them when they walk on the street in the future.

"Besides, can you tell the difference between these various mushrooms? If you pick the wrong ones, and mix in a few poisonous ones, someone could die. How can our Qiao family dare to take that risk?"

"In the final analysis, the greater the risk, the greater the reward. If you want to make money, you have to bear the risk. You think our Qiao family has it easy, but we have been living in fear these days. Even though we know which mushrooms are truly non-toxic, we dare not take it lightly."

"There is no such thing as easy money in this world, and there is no such thing as money that is found."

The villagers were dumbfounded and couldn't say a word. Yes, they couldn't afford to make any mistakes in such matters, otherwise the whole family would be killed. After all, many of the wealthy families in the town had official backgrounds.

"Now that you're all here, if you want to earn this money, fine. I can also teach you which mushrooms are safe and what to do with them after you take them back. But if you find the wrong mushrooms, you will bear the responsibility."

The villagers looked at each other in bewilderment. Of course they wanted to earn the money, but Qiao Jianer's words also made them break out in cold sweats.

Now it was their turn to hesitate. They fantasized about the huge sum of money, but didn't know what to do.

"You're talking nonsense," Shen shrieked. "Qiao Jian'er is lying. You don't know that the things they sell are brown and black like wood chips. They're not as colorful as mushrooms."

Chen: "They must have seen us coming and quickly found some poisonous mushrooms to put in their backpacks, hoping to trick us and make us give up."

The villagers started to make a commotion again and looked at the Qiao family with suspicion.

Yes, it was because the Song family saw the wood chip-like stuff in the Qiao family’s kitchen that they came up with the evil idea of ​​shaving the chips from the wood blocks and selling them.

Old Mrs. Qiao said with a smile, "You idiots, you don't know, if you cut these mushrooms into slices and fry them in oil, they will turn brown and black."

"Do you want to come to my house right now and I'll show you myself?"

Everyone in the village suddenly realized that, yes, many things were dehydrated in the fryer and were completely different from their original appearance.

"Those wood chips were really made from fried mushrooms. Why didn't you tell me earlier? They have caused so much trouble for our Song family." When Old Lady Song thought of the thirty taels, she sat down on the ground and started crying.

Old Man Qiao sneered, "With your dull brain, I'm telling you, if you go to the mountains to pick poisonous mushrooms, fry them, and sell them, not only the three of you, but your entire family won't be able to come back."

Some villagers couldn't help but laugh.

"After frying them, we sell them. How much will the rich families pay per pound?" someone asked.

"The current price is five hundred coins per catty." Qiao Lianer changed his mind and did not mention the chicken mushroom.

This is the most valuable mushroom, she must keep some.

"Five hundred coins per catty, so one hundred catties is fifty taels." The villagers' eyes lit up.

"It's five hundred coins per catty now, but if everyone is looking for it, the price will definitely drop."

"How much lower can it fall? Even if it goes lower, it's still like picking up money in the mountains, which is better than nothing. Kama, please teach us how to identify mushrooms."

When they heard that the price was five hundred coins per catty, the villagers dispelled their doubts and decided that no matter how easy it was to confuse the money, they would carefully distinguish it and earn the money.

After all, you'd be a fool not to make money.