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"Miss, can you pay a deposit? It would be fine if you have a deposit." The older boy suddenly poked his head out from his father's arms, with a hint of cunning and determination in his eyes, and said to Jing Chunxi.

His voice was not loud, but it revealed a sense of seriousness. This small body hid great courage.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jing Chunxi's attention was instantly attracted. She was stunned for a moment, then looked at the big boy carefully.

Not only Jing Chunxi, but also Ah Qi and Tang Shuang beside her, as well as the whole family, were shocked by his audacity.

The older boy's parents stood on either side of him and suddenly exclaimed, "Big boy!" Their voices were full of astonishment and blame. It was obvious that they did not expect their child to say such words in such an occasion.

The older boy's father even tugged at his arm, his eyes full of warnings, as if blaming him for being ignorant and not speaking rashly in such an occasion.

However, Jing Chunxi didn't get angry at Da Ya's sudden question. Instead, she thought the boy was quite clever. She smiled slightly, gave him a look of approval, and then asked the man, "Uncle, can you give me an estimate of how many kilograms we can collect?"

The man's downcast mood suddenly brightened upon hearing this. He rubbed his hands, cleared his throat, and said, "If we wait until the Lantern Festival to harvest, we can naturally harvest more sweet potato and cassava flour. This will give us more time to dry them in the sun, so each household should be able to harvest a hundred or two hundred kilograms." As he spoke, he counted on his fingers, as if mentally calculating the approximate amount.

"There are only about fifty households in our East Village, and the seven or eight nearby villages have about three hundred households in total. The villages deep in the mountains don't have that many people, so all told, there should be only about five hundred households." The man said, gesturing with his fingers, as if to emphasize the accuracy of the number.

Ah Qi listened from the side, fiddling with the abacus on the table, and then told everyone, "I estimate we can get 70,000 to 80,000 catties. At three cents per catty, 80,000 catties is 240 taels of silver."

Eighty thousand catties of sweet potato flour cost only two hundred and forty taels of silver. Jing Chunxi looked at Ah Qi in astonishment. This figure was completely beyond her expectations. She had originally thought that such a large amount of sweet potato flour would cost at least a thousand taels of silver, but she had not expected it to be so cheap.

Ah Qi just smiled and patted his sleeve pocket, as if to remind the lady, "I still have a lot of banknotes left from today."

Doing business in this mountain town is easy, except for the difficulty of getting change for banknotes. Today, Ah Qi had sent two guards to the bank and shops to exchange money. After much effort, they finally paid all the money to the villagers.

Their every move was watched by the family. They had originally held onto a glimmer of hope, but after seeing Jing Chunxi and Ah Qi's actions, they felt that the deal was probably not going to work.

Feelings of anxiety and disappointment appeared on the faces of the family again. The woman's hands trembled slightly and her eyes were full of anxiety.

But the older boy didn't give up. He bit his lip and said, "We should be able to buy dried bamboo shoots from another 300 households."

After he finished speaking, he kept staring at Ah Qi's fingers fiddling with the abacus, as if he wanted to stare him to death. He was probably also regretting and annoyed that he couldn't count and could only watch Ah Qi operate helplessly.

Ah Qi immediately gave the figure: "Assuming 500 kilograms per household, the total harvest of dried bamboo shoots is 150,000 kilograms." After he finished reporting the number, he seemed to find it a bit unbelievable and fiddled with the abacus again. After a while, he continued, "That's right, 150,000 kilograms."

"Dad, the total is 230,000 kilograms. Just the money given by the young lady can earn me 46 taels of silver." The older boy exclaimed in surprise, his tone full of excitement and his eyes sparkling. Obviously, even he himself couldn't believe that there would be so much.

Ah Qi also immediately calculated a number: "Fifteen thousand catties is four hundred and fifty taels of silver. The two items add up to a total of six hundred and ninety taels." As he spoke, he gestured with his fingers, as if to emphasize the accuracy of the number.

"How about I give you a hundred taels of silver as a deposit first?" Jing Chunxi asked.

She knew that a deposit was a commitment. Only after paying a deposit would the buyer be willing to move the goods to her home. Otherwise, if the goods couldn't be sold, the seller would have to worry about moving them back and forth. But placing a deposit also carries a certain risk. If the goods arrive and you can't sell them, the deposit won't be returned. So, you have to take a certain risk.

As soon as Jing Chunxi said this, the family's eyes lit up again. The number of one hundred taels was too large and beyond their expectations.

The main reason was that they had never seen so much silver in their lives. The woman's hands were shaking and her eyes were full of disbelief. She felt like a big pie had hit her on the head.

The family didn't speak.

"Master, no, this won't work. The most important thing these days is payment in full. If you give them the silver first, what if they run away?" Tang Shuang, who had been listening with great interest, refused to do it when he heard that he had to pay so much silver.

She rushed to Jing Chunxi's side and grabbed Jing Chunxi's sleeves tightly with both hands, as if to protect her. If her master really had silver in his hand, she would definitely grab it directly.

The family's faces paled immediately. The woman's hands finally stopped shaking, and she looked determined. But facing so many eyes, she still awkwardly defended herself, saying, "We won't run away. Our home is right here. Where else can we go?" But her voice gradually faded, revealing the humility and cowardice of a poor person.

The man also shook his head and said with a firm look in his eyes: "We won't. Or, if you don't believe it, just sign or seal it." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, indicating that Jing Chunxi could ask them to sign or seal at any time, and he would do what he said.

One hundred taels of silver was nothing to Jing Chunxi, but she was still a little hesitant. She looked at the family; they all seemed honest and simple-minded. They wouldn't leave their homeland or even be arrested by the government for such a small sum of money.

She looked at Daye again. His anxious eyes told her that this deal was very important to him and he really wanted to do it.

Jing Chunxi thought about it and decided that this would save them the trouble. Even if they misjudged the person, it would only be a hundred taels of silver wasted. Consider it a disaster relief measure.

Jing Chunxi shook his head, his expression slightly hesitant, which made Daya's heart tighten, worried that things might change again. He simply gritted his teeth and made a great decision.