In the years of famine, the knife in my mother's hand is not bad either

Hearing the noise, Shen Qian and the onlookers all looked sideways.

I saw a young man dressed in luxurious clothes and with an aristocratic air running towards me with two servants.

The leading nobleman was a little out of breath after approaching the ox cart.

But he quickly straightened his back and maintained his posture.

In his hand, he held a folded fluffy feather fan. Standing in front of Shen Qian, he gently shook it, unfolding the fan. An indescribable elegance and grace instantly emanated from him!

Shen Qian came to her senses and quickly got out of the car:

"Excuse me, sir, do you really want to buy the tiger for 600 taels?"

"How dare you, a woman, question my young master?" The young master, wearing a feather fan and a long scarf, had not yet opened his mouth, but the servant beside him spoke first.

He shouted at Shen Qian.

Shen Qian was not annoyed by this.

After all, who would get angry at a sucker who is eager to give them money?

"The tiger is here. I wonder how you would like to settle the bill?" Shen Qian's polite manner greatly impressed the young master.

He raised his hand and took out six silver notes:

"With this, you can exchange it for cash at the bank in the county town."

"Li Ding, Li Si!"

"Carry the tiger up!"

Taking the six light silver bills from the young master's hand, Shen Qian looked at them carefully.

After confirming that all seals are complete.

He let the two servants carry the tiger away.

The crowd around them only realized it belatedly:

"Six...six hundred taels!"

"How much land would that require to buy?"

"These tiger-hunting heroes have become rich!"

"..."

While they were talking, Shen Qian got in Wang Daniu's car and ran towards the bank.

Take the six hundred taels of silver note and exchange it directly for cash.

If the banknote had not been verified to be correct, the bank owner would not have dared to give it to Shen Qian.

After all...how could a person dressed as an old village woman possibly take out six hundred taels of silver notes!

When leaving the county town, the cloth bag Shen Qian carried with her was heavy and bulging!

But I felt extremely satisfied in my heart.

Six hundred taels! You have to know that when the market was good, the family's land was sold for only one hundred and sixty-five taels!

If you use this money nowadays, you can easily buy 200 acres of good farmland!

Even if you wait a month or so, you can buy a thousand acres of good farmland for six hundred taels.

......

The sun is setting in the west.

After Shen Qian and others' trip, everyone went into the mountains to move lotus roots twice.

Finally, they gathered in the ancestral hall to weigh the lotus roots, and the estimated weight of more than 3,000 kilograms exceeded expectations!

"A total of 5451 kilograms!" Shen Qian told everyone the final statistics.

For a moment, cheers were continuous!

"Over 5,000 kilograms! Boss, over 5,000 kilograms! Our family's share is at least 150 kilograms!"

"According to the current price of new rice, wouldn't this 150 catties be worth 75 cents?"

"Oh my goodness! Wang Shenshi said earlier that the tiger would cost 600 taels. Doesn't that mean each of us will get nearly 30 taels?"

"In a normal year, this amount wouldn't be enough to save even in five years!"

"..."

In addition to the more than 30 villagers and their families who went to the mountains, there was also a group of people from the same village gathered around.

Those pairs of eyes were full of envy.

She pinched her man's waist.

The man who was strangled did not dare to say a word. Yesterday, the village chief had explained the pros and cons to every family in the village, but they all refused in order to compete for the stream water and give their own families more chances of survival!

Now that there is a harvest but they don’t get a share, it’s not the village chief’s fault!

"This lotus root is not suitable for long-term storage!" A woman in the crowd took the initiative to speak, which instantly caused a response from everyone!

"That's right! Every household needs more than 150 kilograms. That would take at least a month to eat. In this hot weather, the lotus roots probably won't last that long!"

"How about selling some?"

"..."

As soon as this idea came out, the chaos in the crowd returned to silence in a moment.

All pairs of eyes looked towards Shen Qian.

Seeing this, Shen Qian naturally couldn't have the final say.

He summoned everyone who had come up the mountain today into the ancestral hall, and after closing the door, he asked:

“Do you have any thoughts on selling?”

In response to Shen Qian's question, everyone looked at each other.

No one spoke up.

Seeing this, how could Shen Qian not understand?

The severe drought is inevitable, and the price of food will only get higher day by day. They feel reluctant to sell their lotus roots like this.

But if I don’t sell it, I really can’t eat it, and I’d feel even worse if it went bad later!

After all, lotus root is not an easy-to-preserve food.

"Thirty cents a jin, and we'll sell three thousand eight hundred and fifty-one jin. The thirty-two households will divide the money equally, and each person will take fifty jin of lotus roots."

"As for whether you want to take it back and eat it yourself or sell it, it's up to you."

"Is this method acceptable?" Shen Qian took the initiative to propose and asked everyone.

Jia Shan saw that none of the men in the village spoke.

Take the initiative to stand up and say:

"Since you don't say anything, then it's considered as consent."

"You're reluctant to sell it, but you're also worried about it going bad. They've made the suggestion, but you haven't expressed your opinion. Are you planning to blame Wang Shenshi when grain prices go up again?"

Seeing Jia Shan was angry.

Hunters expressed their opinions:

"That's impossible. I'm not that kind of person."

"Just do as Wang Shen said!"

"I have no objection. There are only four people in my family, so 50 kilograms is too much."

"..."

Seeing that the hunters all agreed, the villagers nodded as well.

When Shen Qian came out of the ancestral hall again, she shouted at the top of her lungs:

"Lotus root is 30 cents per pound, first come, first served!"

"If you're not satisfied with the price, you can go buy food in the city! We won't force you to buy!"

Hearing Wang Shen's shouting, someone immediately ran over.

Instructing her man from a distance to go back and get the money!

"Thirty catties, nine hundred coins!"

"Payment and goods are settled!" Shen Qian weighed and sold lotus roots one after another.

Naturally, someone will help count the money received.

With the sale of two thousand kilograms of lotus roots, sixty taels of silver were earned!

But the number of villagers queuing up to buy lotus roots has not decreased!

At a glance, the outside of the ancestral hall was densely packed with people.

"Give me twenty-five pounds of lotus root!"

A familiar voice sounded in Shen Qian's ears.

Shen Qian looked up and met Old Lady Lin's unhappy eyes.

Suddenly speechless:

"Hey!"

"Isn't this Mrs. Lin?"

"Didn't you say before that you had plenty of lotus root at home? Why did you come here to buy lotus root?"

Faced with Wang Shen's provocation, Old Mrs. Lin's face looked ugly.

But still holding on to his strong attitude:

"I saw that the lotus roots in the village were fresh, so I bought some to cook for my Lin Ze. I'm not eating them like you do."

"Oh, Sanlang of the Lin family eats lotus root?" Wang Shen spoke coherently, especially the last two words, which sounded like one word.

"Everyone heard it!"

"Old Mrs. Lin said that her third son, Lin Ze, eats lotus roots!" Wang Shen was afraid that others couldn't hear her clearly, so she shouted loudly so that the neighbors could hear clearly.

Old Mrs. Lin's face turned pale after Shen Qian made such a fuss.

There was laughter everywhere!

"Lin Sanlang eats lotus roots? No wonder he hasn't married in all these years."

"This old lady Lin has been completely controlled by Wang Shenshi."

"I wonder how his family's Sanlang would feel after hearing this rumor!"

"..."

The disgusting discussions made her want to strangle Shen Qian to death, but with so many people watching, she couldn't get angry. She just secretly hated her in her heart: How could Wang Shen be so sharp-tongued?

He snorted coldly and said no more.

Instead, he threw the copper coin aside.

Seven hundred and fifty coins is a bit expensive, but it’s much better than eating stale grain every day!

And maybe the price of stale grain will be even higher tomorrow!

Seeing that Old Lady Lin was embarrassed and kept silent, Shen Qian also weighed her.

Old Mrs. Lin hasn’t left yet.

An even more disturbing figure jumped out from behind her.

The giggling look makes people want to fight more than the cow that deserves a beating!

"Wang Shen, weighing me shouldn't be like playing with them."

"Playing?" Shen Qian sneered at Wang Laizi's words.

"Also, was it you who called Wang Shenshi?"

"Is this how your grandfather taught you? You have no respect for your elders?"