Traveling through the farm, I just want to earn money by farming

More people means faster work, and the women were skilled at both housework and outside work, so it didn't take long for them to clean up the mess. Old Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Tan thanked them again and sent them out.

I looked at the oven and thought the temperature was about right, so I started baking the mushrooms.

"This firewood won't burn long. We need to collect some this afternoon." Mrs. Li muttered as she looked at the firewood in the yard. She looked up at Mrs. Tan and said, "Yueli, have a few boys go to my house this afternoon and bring some firewood. We'll use it for the oven first. Then have them go up the mountain and chop some more firewood."

Tan heard and looked at the firewood pile and saw that it was indeed not enough: "Okay, I'll listen to my sister-in-law."

Seeing the time, Qingke also brought back some snacks. He made a lot today and earned a total of 900 coins. He gave 10 coins each to Yu Wu and Yu Qi, making a total of 880 coins. He gave all of it to Qingning when he came back.

Qing Ning asked the village chief for a piece of paper, cut it into small pieces, and used needle and thread to make a simple account book, recording all the money contributed by the family.

"Sister, I'll take this money first and return it to you after this period of time. I've kept a record of it." Qing Ning didn't hesitate and took the money.

"What are you talking about? I'll be angry if you continue like this." Qingke looked at Qingning reproachfully.

"Lotus pod, please keep it for later use. Focus on your mushrooms first." Aunt Li said from the side.

"Grandma Guihua, Aunt Guihua has finished preparing the warehouse. We will go back and have dinner first and come back later." After saying this, the few people left without waiting for the Chen family to keep them for dinner.

"Okay, the offerings for the ancestor worship are all ready. The eldest family, please take everything back and set the table, burn incense and worship your ancestors. You, the second family, should follow suit. After paying respects to the ancestors, you can have your meal and then go to the graves." Old Mrs. Chen made a series of arrangements and was busy going in and out.

The Qingming Festival ancestor worship here is held at home, followed by sweeping of graves and then to the ancestral hall. All members of the Chen family must be present.

In the main hall, Chen Changjiang and his son carried the Eight Immortals Table to the center and placed it horizontally (with the gap east to west). A bench was placed in the east, west, and north. Several people from the Tan family brought the cooked offerings to the table and arranged them in pairs, a total of four items: braised tofu, braised crucian carp, braised pork, and fried eggs. Six bowls of rice were also served and placed on the table. Then incense burners and candle sticks were placed on the table.

Once everything is ready, the head male of the family lights incense and kowtows to the ancestors in order of seniority. While doing this, they must avoid touching the table or chairs, as this is considered unlucky. Finally, the prepared paper money is burned until it is reduced to ashes. Once again, they kowtow to the ancestors, expressing their gratitude, "Enjoy your meal, and have a safe journey!" The food on the table is then cleared and the dishes are brought back to the kitchen and placed on the stove. This is to allow the food to be enjoyed by future generations after the aroma of the fire has settled.

After dinner, the family brought along their prepared offerings, ingots, and paper money, and followed Old Lady Chen to the ancestral tomb. As they all shared the same surname, naturally, each family had kinship ties, and when they met a relative, they naturally kowtowed at the tomb. But Qing Ning was exhausted; she had already kowtowed to several graves, and her own wasn't even there yet.

"Sister-in-law, you're here?" Chen Lin stood up and greeted Old Mrs. Chen when he saw her.

"Well, come and see your elder brother, elder sister and mother." Several younger generations greeted each other and their elders, then placed the offerings they brought, kowtowed in turn and burned the gold ingots and paper money.

Families came one after another, and for a moment, green smoke filled the air and rose straight up to the sky.

Because they had severed ties with the Chen family, they decided not to go there. Instead, they waited until the fire was completely burned out before heading to the Chen family ancestral hall.

"Hmph, the unfilial son doesn't even kowtow at his own father's grave." A sarcastic voice came from the side. Everyone turned their heads to look and saw that it was indeed Chen Laoguai and his family who were paying homage at his father's grave.

Chen Lin was about to go up and argue when Old Lady Chen stopped him, "Brother, ignore her. She's just a mad dog barking like that. If she bites someone, even two taels of silver won't be enough to compensate her."

This one sentence made the old Jiao family very angry. Last time, Chen Dabao was beaten and fined, and he also had to pay two taels of silver, which made the old Jiao family feel painful for a long time. He wanted to take advantage of the visit to the grave to disgust them with a few words, but now he was scolded instead.

"That's enough. Aren't you ashamed?" Chen Laoguai glared at Lao Jiao angrily, and his eyes were filled with unclear emotions as he watched the group of people walking away.

When they arrived at the Chen Family Ancestral Hall, many people had already arrived. Chen Changjiang placed the offerings brought by the two families and waited for the village chief and clan leader to come and preside over the sacrificial ceremony.

Soon, almost everyone in the village had arrived, including the village chief and clan leader. The men stood inside the ancestral hall, while the women stood outside. Led by the clan leader, he delivered a lengthy eulogy, then lit incense and offered sake to heaven and earth, praying for the safety of the tribe. Finally, he led the tribe in kneeling and bowing, concluding the ceremony.

"Everyone, don't go back yet. I have something to announce to everyone." The village chief called the villagers, and everyone stopped and waited for the village chief to speak out of curiosity about what big news was.

"It's like this, Changjiang's family plans to build a workshop in the village to process mushrooms." Before he finished speaking, the crowd started talking.

"Building a workshop or growing mushrooms, is this feasible?"

"Aren't mushrooms poisonous? Who would dare to eat or buy them?"

"Where did his family get the money to build a workshop?"

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"Okay, listen to me quietly. They found a market themselves, and because of the large quantity, they also wanted to benefit the villagers and let you earn more income. They taught you how to identify mushrooms, and you can pick the mushrooms yourself and sell them to them." The village chief continued.

"Really? You taught us how to identify mushrooms and even gave us money to buy them?"

"Are you really teaching us this money-making thing for free?"

"I'm afraid it's not a lie, right?"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

"Fellow villagers, please be quiet and listen to me for a few words. This is a business deal that my family has negotiated for lotus pods, and it's a long-term supply. Moreover, we are all from the same family, so if there is a way to make money, it will naturally benefit everyone. If the villagers can live a better life because of this small opportunity, it will be our good fortune." Chen Changjiang's words were sincere, and everyone was not unaware of the harm.

"Changjiang, we don't recognize this fungus either?"

"Yeah yeah"

"Don't worry, we will teach you how to identify fungi." Chen Changjiang replied.

"Then how do we harvest these mushrooms?"

"The prices for different mushrooms vary. For example, shiitake mushrooms are 20 cents per pound."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was another uproar in the crowd. Several people who had sold mushrooms in the morning responded in the crowd, and soon everyone became excited.

"The Changjiang family has given wealth to our fellow villagers, so you should be grateful in your heart. Work diligently and carefully, and follow their requirements. Don't try to cheat or deceive them. If I find out, you will be in big trouble." The village chief spoke at the right time to intimidate everyone.

"Of course we will do what Brother Changjiang asks and will not do anything rash."

"Brother Changjiang, do you need someone to build a workshop? Do you think I can do it?" A big man with a beard and a slovenly appearance shouted in the crowd.

"How could anyone want you when you're like this? You smell like someone who cooks food." A woman nearby couldn't help but choked out in disgust.

"How can you talk like that? I can just go back and clean up." The man said with his neck stiff.

"Of course we need to hire people to build a workshop, but it's not built yet. Let's talk about it later." Changjiang said with a smile to smooth things over.

"Who knows if it's true? Are you kidding us? It's a business that Lianpeng negotiated, why don't you say that they brought it to your door?" An extremely discordant voice sounded, and you knew who it was as soon as you heard it.

"Shut up, you dirty, gossipy old woman. Who do you think you are? I'm trying to trick you. If you have the free time, I might as well go back and walk the dog." Old Mrs. Chen scolded Old Jiao.

"Sister Guihua, we trust you. Don't get angry and get yourself sick." The woman next to her comforted her.

"Yes, yes, it just so happened that Sister Mei and the others told us that they picked up a lot of mushrooms and made a lot of money this morning."

Sister Haomei is Aunt Hua, and her full name is Hua Haomei.

"Yes, yes, sister Hongxiu also said that she sold several hundred coins this morning."

"Quiet down, this business is voluntary. If you are willing, go to Changjiang's house and ask. If you don't believe it, don't go and cause trouble. Honesty is the most important thing in business. Don't lose your credibility and lose face." The village chief spoke again and glanced at Old Jiao.

Old Jiao was so embarrassed that she shut up in embarrassment.