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

"Okay." Qiao Jian'er agreed readily, "But before I teach you, I want you to promise me one thing first."

Upon hearing this, Shen began to sneer again, "Sure enough, there's something fishy going on. I knew you wouldn't teach everyone for nothing. You're so imaginative and imaginative at such a young age. How could you be so selfish? What will happen when you grow up?"

Chen: "Yeah, you're not going to ask everyone for money, are you? No one has made any money yet, and you're asking everyone for money. Where's your face?"

Taking speculation as fact and then using this so-called fact to criticize her, Qiao Jianer is so funny. She is either stupid or evil.

Sure enough, under such instigation, the villagers looked uneasy.

"Did I say I wanted money from everyone? Which ear did you hear me say that?"

Qiao Jianer said, "The Song family is causing trouble. In order to allow everyone to earn this share of money in peace, I think we should invite them back home first."

Sure enough, after hearing that it was free, everyone completely sided with Qiao Jianer.

The three Song brothers rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward, ready to take action.

The villagers also surrounded the Song family.

Old Lady Song was like an angry old hen, waving her hands and clucking, cursing, "Hey, what are you doing? Don't forget that you know how to make money because of our Song family. You can't be ungrateful."

Villagers: "Then just shut up."

"If I hear anyone from your family say anything nonsense again, I'll tie you up and get out of here."

This time, the Song family really didn’t dare to speak.

The first time is usually just a warning, and when everyone sees that it works, they let them go temporarily.

There was now complete silence, no more noise. Qiao Jianer then spoke, "When you take your fried mushrooms to the town to sell, don't tell the wealthy families that they're from the mountains. Otherwise, not only will you not be able to sell them for money, you might even be beheaded."

Everyone suddenly realized that, yes, not only in the village, but also in the town and the county, mushrooms were regarded as poisonous mushrooms, and their faces changed when mushrooms were mentioned.

Old Mrs. Qiao nodded. It had to be Jianer. Jianer was really thoughtful.

The Song family's eyes were rolling around again.

Qiao Jianer knew that they might be thinking about something dangerous and sneered.

"If anyone dares to reveal it, we will tell them who sold these things to us and make their family take the blame. The whole family will kneel together and be beheaded. That would be a spectacular scene."

When the Song family heard this, they felt a chill on the back of their necks and quickly shrank their necks.

"Okay, we must do this to deter people with bad intentions." A villager glanced at the Song family's behavior. This family was probably thinking that if they couldn't sell more than the villagers, they would do something bad.

How can a family that kicks out a daughter-in-law who has worked hard to give birth to a son and a daughter and is willing to work hard and never complain, be a good family?

"Sickle, we have remembered your words and will do as you say. Now you can teach everyone how to identify mushrooms," someone said.

"We still need to make some more preparations." Qiao Lianer said.

"What else do we need to prepare? The mushrooms are right on the top of the mountain. Just teach us directly." Some villagers could not contain their anxiety.

Qiao Jianer looked around at everyone. "Some families here have sent several people, but half of the families in the village have not even one person. If I teach you, and then tomorrow or the day after tomorrow other villagers come to me for teaching, it will be very troublesome."

"How about this? You all go home, and each family chooses one person with the best memory and the fastest learning ability. You should meet here in no more than half an hour."

This village is neither big nor small. There are sixty-one households. If one person is selected from each household, there will be sixty-one people in total. Excluding the Qiao family, there will be exactly sixty people in total.

In order to ensure that everyone can learn everything as quickly as possible and then teach it to their family members, we must choose the best qualifications.

At this point, the villagers dispersed and went home to discuss choosing a candidate.

Only the Qiao family is left here.

Qiao Jianer then assigned everyone: "There are fifteen of us here, and sixty villagers. Each person will be responsible for four. Try your best to find and identify all the mushrooms we sold earlier, so that people won't accuse us of hiding them."

Dayong said, "Yes, Sister Jian'er, this is a good arrangement. Sixty people may sound like a lot, but if we divide them evenly and send them to different hills, it's actually not that bad."

Old man Qiao was emotional. From the time the villagers came to the mountain and their Qiao family suffered a crisis of trust until now, Jianer not only resolved it easily, but also arranged everything in an orderly manner, which really impressed everyone.

They will not be criticized, and the villagers will thank them instead.

It’s all thanks to Jianer.

If he thought that Jianer was a little clever before, now he saw Jianer's great ability.

That bridge is always on Old Man Qiao's mind. Now he believes that it can be built.

Old Man Qiao said, "Jian'er is more useful than any other man in the family, more useful than many men."

No one has any objection to this.

Da Meng: "Sister Jian'er is the backbone of our family. She was sent by God to save our Qiao family. She is our Qiao family's blessing."

Old Mrs. Qiao hugged Qiao Jianer into her arms again: "He is a blessing, a great blessing."

Then he pecked Qiao Jianer on the head twice like a hen pecking at rice.

Qiao Jianer couldn't help but giggle. The laughter was very childish and crisp, completely like a child. She pretended to have a mature soul and was embarrassed herself, but this was the vocal cords of her current body.

But after a while, the Qiao family fell silent, with a look of frustration on their faces.

Feng sat down on the ground and sighed, "Sixty households of villagers have come up the mountain and divided up all these mushrooms. Our family can no longer make money like before."

Wan: "Alas, although this can't be helped, since everyone has discovered it, we should all work together to fight it, but I still feel very uncomfortable."

Qiao Zhizhi lowered his head and said, "I've been waiting for this period of time to build a house."

I originally thought that I was only a few dozen taels short of money to build a house, and if I spent a few more days looking for mushrooms, it would be enough.

Now that the villagers have discovered this, if they want to get a share of the profits, those few dozen taels will become a distant dream.

Moreover, given their family's situation, with so many people, the little savings they have will continue to be consumed. I'm afraid they can only use it to maintain their lives, so there's no need to think about building a house.

"Who says we can't build it?" Qiao Jianer said, "We'll be able to build the house within this month at the latest."

"Sickle, there are sixty families. Among the mushrooms that can be sold on the mountain, each family can only collect about 15 kilograms on average. After frying, there are only 5 kilograms left, which can be sold for 2.5 taels. Moreover, this kind of money is not available every day. If you collect a lot on the first day, there won't be much on the second day, unless it rains." Old Mrs. Qiao calculated.

"But it hasn't rained these days. It seems like God is constantly sucking up the water from the ground, waiting for a big downpour in a month."

Lu thought of another key point: "Hey, and with so many people selling mushrooms, the price will definitely drop."

Qiao Jianer winked mysteriously at everyone and said, "I have a trick up my sleeve."