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

That was such a spectacular sight.

Just like chickens and ducks rushing to peck at rice, the dead branches and leaves stepped on by the villagers made rustling and breaking sounds. Some people even knocked over the thin small trees for fear of being left behind.

The Qiao family was stunned.

But they also realized one thing: if they didn't tell others how to make money, they would be trampled upon by others.

Old Man Qiao said, "He said he couldn't make it anymore and would become a bandit. It seems our Qiao family isn't the most qualified in the village."

Old Mrs. Qiao: "Let's go pick some chicken mushrooms, and pick up any other mushrooms you see."

Otherwise, if their family only picked chicken mushrooms, people would definitely be suspicious.

The family knew which area had more chicken mushrooms, and they all went to different places.

In comparison, the Qiao family was much more relaxed, so Shen smiled when she passed by them.

"You can't compete with everyone else, no wonder you didn't dare to say it at the beginning."

Boss Qiao: "So what if I grab it quickly? I have to walk several times further than others to sell it in the county town."

On the contrary, Shen's face was full of pride: "There are many rich families in the county town. Just wait, our mushrooms can be sold for three taels of silver per catty."

Qiao Jianer: "Oh, then I wish you good luck."

It's naive to think that. Although the price can be higher in the county town, it's not just the Song family who go there to sell. With so many families competing, it's a dream to think of selling it for three taels of silver per catty.

The little rain yesterday was useful, and many new fungi grew on the mountain today.

Almost half of the chicken mushroom nests that the Qiao family favored had large chicken mushrooms in bloom, some white and some black.

Although it is not as prosperous as the previous period, the harvest is still pretty good.

After searching for a whole day, they found half a basket of chicken mushrooms and a small basket of miscellaneous mushrooms. They mixed the chicken mushrooms and miscellaneous mushrooms together.

When I went looking for mushrooms in the past, each backpack was packed tightly, but today it is much lighter.

But although the price of chicken mushrooms is high, the income will not be too low.

Because the competition was so fierce and people were fighting over it, the most villagers weighed was 30 or 40 kilograms, and the least was even only a few kilograms.

At dusk, everyone carried their backpacks to the gathering square and checked and corrected each other.

"This doesn't seem to be red onion fungus. It's poisonous."

"Yeah, this is inedible. Throw it away. The smell is pungent."

"This isn't bamboo fungus. Bamboo fungus is a skirt like this."

"Yes, bamboo fungus is a white hollow skirt."

They called Qiao Lianer to check again and confirmed that there was no problem. Then everyone went home with their backpacks on their backs.

All the problematic mushrooms were crushed and buried in the soil.

Old Mrs. Qiao picked out the chicken mushrooms and weighed them: "Twenty-one pounds of chicken mushrooms, ten pounds of miscellaneous mushrooms."

The main reason for the miscellaneous mushrooms was that the villagers were too aggressive in their fight. When they saw the mushrooms, several people almost rushed over together. The Qiao family's main purpose was to get the chicken mushrooms, so they didn't bother with the villagers about these things.

Otherwise, with the strength of the Qiao family, no other family in the village could snatch them away.

I squeezed mushrooms for dinner and got seven pounds of dried chicken mushrooms and three pounds of dried miscellaneous mushrooms, which I could sell for eight and a half taels.

Given that everyone is so eager to earn money, this income is considered good. It is impossible to make dozens of taels a day like before.

Just save it slowly.

The next day, the villagers went to different directions to sell mushrooms according to their draw lots.

Because there were more wealthy families than mushroom sellers, people didn't rush to buy mushrooms, but they didn't dare to slow down either.

Otherwise, if you go too late, they will try to lower the price.

Looking at the Qiao family carrying two jars, both of which were relatively small, but one was slightly larger than the other, and thinking about the Qiao family carrying large jars when they went to the town before, some people couldn't help but sigh that the Qiao family before really made a lot of money.

But who can blame him for having the ability to recognize good stuff?

Mrs. Han was a little surprised that Qiao Jianer didn't come yesterday, because she used to come almost every day.

Seeing that the brother and sister finally came with the jar today, Mrs. Han smiled.

He looked at the jar again: "There's a little less stuff."

"Yes, Madam Han, there are fewer to be found now, so we'll just take what we can get every day," said Qiao Lianer.

Mrs. Han saw that many villagers went to the doors of each household and sold things in jars.

"What are they selling?" she asked.

"It's the same as ours, but we have special chicken mushrooms for sale. If you feel that the other ones are not enough, you can buy from them."

Mrs. Han soon realized a problem, that is, the things found by the Qiao family were discovered by other villagers, and everyone wanted a share.

So, they found less.

Although what she wanted most was the chicken mushroom, she could use other things to win over those of lower status, and the chicken mushroom would be given to those of the highest status.

So she recruited a villager.

The family's surname is Wang, and the one who came to sell mushrooms was Wang Laoer's wife, Ma. When she saw Madam Gui waving at her, she ran over with a smile on her face, shaking off her fat body.

"Madam, would you like to buy Datian specialties?"

The villagers discussed it and decided to call this thing Datian Specialty.

Mrs. Han asked her to put down the backpack and open the jar. Sure enough, the things she wanted were there, and they all looked to be in good condition.

"How much do you want per pound?"

Ma was delighted: "Not much, not much, just one ounce of silver and one catty."

Mrs. Han's face looked unhappy. Since the Qiao family had given this secret to the villagers, it was impossible for them not to tell the villagers the market prices of these things.

He actually asked for one or two taels right away, which is the price of chicken mushrooms.

Even so, she remained polite: "My family has collected enough, you can go ask other families."

After saying that, he turned around and walked in to greet the three siblings of the Qiao family.

"Hey, madam, why don't you want it anymore? The price is negotiable." Seeing that the lady asked proactively, Ma thought there was a chance, so she quoted a higher price. She never expected that the other party would directly say that she didn't want it.

She wanted to chase after him, but two servants came out and looked at her coldly, so she had to walk away.

"Second sister-in-law of the Wang family, it's wrong for you to do this." The person who followed behind was Qi Laoer, with a cold face.

"You're asking for such a high price, which will only affect people's impression of us Datian villagers. We don't want the price to drop, but you can't gouging people like this. You can sell it for around 500 wen, a little more or less is fine. You just asked for one or two taels. Don't do this again next time."

Ma also felt a little regretful and agreed with a sullen look on her face.

After weighing, Mrs. Han generously gave nine taels.

She knew that the Qiao family could no longer make as much money as before.

In fact, she secretly hoped that all the money would be earned by the Qiao family.

It wasn't just because she had some feelings for the girl, but also because the villagers came to this alley to sell the same things, so she had competition.

Fortunately, Qiao Jianer is the only one who has the chicken mushroom.

Qiao Jian'er was touched. When they did business together, there was always a warmth between them. She didn't take it for free. Sometimes she would give him a little bit of the change.

"Madam, the glazed tiles in your house are so beautiful." When walking out of the warehouse, Qiao Jianer looked up at the tiles and said with envy.

She likes blue bricks and glazed tiles, but the Qiao family is not qualified to use this kind of tiles and needs to obtain approval.