You are unlucky and I am tough

Cheng Shuang was really exhausted. If Wei Qinglang hadn't secretly taken her into the space every day, applied medicine and bandaged her feet to get rid of the blisters, and changed her feet into thick-soled and comfortable shoes, her legs would have been broken.

After returning home, neither of them had the energy to deal with their brother and sister-in-law who had been worried about them for several days. After eating and soaking their feet, they fell into bed and fell asleep.

The next day, they slept until noon and only felt refreshed after waking up.

They both stayed in bed for a while until they heard voices in the yard. Cheng Shuang got up, opened the door and went out, and saw that it was Cheng Zhengyi's eldest son Cheng Xinan who came to deliver money.

Wei Nanxing refused to take it, and the two of them were arguing over it.

Cheng Lizheng had said before that everyone who went into the mountains would be rewarded with 500 coins when they came out. Early this morning, he asked the children in the family to deliver the money to each family one by one.

Cheng Shuang went out and collected the money. She knew that Cheng Lizheng would not give up unless she collected the money. She and Wei Qinglang had exactly one tael of silver, but there was one tael and one tael on the table, which was a hundred more coins.

Cheng Xinan explained: "Grandpa said that if my sister-in-law is injured, I will give her an extra hundred coins. As long as she is injured, I will give her an extra hundred coins."

After seeing Cheng Xinan off, Cheng Shuang put the money away and returned to the room. She put the Lingzhi on the table and carefully opened the cloth bag.

When Wei Qinglang came back after washing up, he saw her studying Ganoderma lucidum with a magnifying glass in her hand.

"How is it?" He sat down opposite.

Cheng Shuang put away the magnifying glass and held up his chin. "More than a hundred years old. According to the market price of Daliang Ganoderma lucidum, we can take this one to the market."

She held up a finger and said, "At least 12,000."

Wei Qinglang was really shocked when he heard the price.

"This is pure wild, century-old Ganoderma lucidum, growing from a cliff. It must be very rare. Do you want to sell it?"

Cheng Shuang shook her head decisively, "No, let's keep it."

Wei Qinglang also felt that it could not be sold. If this treasure was sold, it would probably be impossible to find it again if they wanted to buy it. They would have to live here for the rest of their lives. Who knows what they would encounter in the future? Maybe it would come in handy.

They didn't plan to sell the things, but they still owed the villagers who helped pick Ganoderma lucidum one thousand taels. They had agreed on the way out of the mountain yesterday that they would give them the IOU today.

Wei Qinglang walked to the desk, spread out a piece of white paper, ground ink and wrote an IOU, then he and Cheng Shuang took out all the money they had.

Cheng Shuang gave Wei Qinglang 100 taels of the 360 ​​taels she had earned from selling Gastrodia elata, and used the remaining 50 taels to recharge the mall. Adding what she spent on other occasions, she still had 207 taels left.

Cheng Shuang gave Wei Qinglang one hundred taels, and he received six hundred taels for submitting the storybook three times.

After deducting the expenses for building the house, buying furniture, holding the moving party, and daily expenses, there is still more than 570 taels left.

The total amount for the two of them was less than one thousand taels.

At the beginning, Cheng Shuang always forgot to use the mall. If she bought many things in the mall, she could save a lot of money.

It was during that time when I went to the provincial capital that I gradually developed the habit of comparing prices in the mall before buying anything.

Feeling uncomfortable about being in debt, Cheng Shuang thought of the ginseng he had dug in the mountains.

Selling ginseng to settle accounts?

She couldn't bear to sell her hundred-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, nor could she bear to sell her thirty-year-old pure wild ginseng.

Finally, the two of them discussed it and decided to buy a ginseng from the mall and sell it to the pharmacy to make up one thousand taels to settle the villagers' debts.

In the system mall, wild ginseng that is more than 20 years old costs more than 5,000 yuan per piece. Assuming one copper coin equals one yuan, you can buy one piece for more than five taels of silver.

The price of ginseng in the Daliang market can be sold for more than two hundred taels if it is more than twenty years old.

Cheng Shuang spent a long time choosing before buying a 25-year-old wild ginseng, and repeatedly confirmed the quality many times before she felt at ease.

Although she could make a lot of profit by reselling ginseng, she would not want to make money in this way in the future, because with the methods used by modern businessmen, she could not guarantee whether the wild ginseng in the mall was inferior or not.

If she sold fake goods and caused someone's death, that would be harmful to them, and she was afraid of retribution.

At noon, the few people who had agreed to come yesterday came to the bamboo house. Wei Qinglang handed them the IOU. There were so many people in the team, and only by giving them the IOU could they feel at ease.

After lunch, Wei Qinglang was busy reading his story in the room, while Cheng Shuang ran to the vegetable garden outside to see how the vegetables were growing.

During the time they were away, Cheng Pan and Wei Nanxing took good care of the vegetable garden. All the seeds have sprouted, especially the Chinese cabbage, which has grown five or six centimeters tall. It is estimated that they can be picked and eaten in a dozen days.

After looking around, Cheng Shuang came out of the vegetable garden. Unexpectedly, when she looked up, she saw Hu Chunhua coming towards her with her fat waist twisted.

She couldn't help but sneer. The one who wanted to take advantage of them came again. Sure enough, knowing that they came out of the mountains, this family would definitely be wondering whether they brought out any good things from the mountains.

Hu Chunhua was carrying a basket with a fish in it. When she saw Cheng Shuang's face, she smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum, and her crow's feet could kill mosquitoes.

She waved her hands and called out, "Shuang'er, your aunt has brought you something good."

A few days ago, Hu Chunhua was gloating and told others that Cheng Shuang, this jinx, was going to kill more than a dozen people this time.

As a result, I heard yesterday evening that everyone had returned, so I rushed over to join in the fun and saw that their backpacks were filled with things. I was so excited, and I was sure that they must have brought back some good stuff from the mountains.

I couldn't stand it any longer, so I came to your door with a thick face.

Cheng Shuang didn't want to pay attention to her and turned to leave, but she didn't expect that the woman ran so fast and rushed over to stop her.

"Auntie is calling you, why don't you answer?"

Cheng Shuang had no expression on her face. "Don't block the way."

"Look what your aunt brought you. A big black fish. Making soup with it is very nourishing."

Hu Chunhua ignored Cheng Shuang's attitude and smiled broadly as she took a fish from the basket. "You and Qinglang must be exhausted after so many days in the mountains. Take this to replenish your body."

Cheng Shuang looked at the fish and saw that it had been dead for who knows how long. She could even smell the stench. The corners of her mouth twitched and she covered her nose and stepped back.

"Are you sick? The fish is stinky, why don't you eat it yourself?"

Hu Chunhua wanted to lose her temper when she heard her tone, but she managed to hold it back. She smiled and said, "How could it stink? It just died this morning, only a few hours ago. My family couldn't bear to eat it, so we specially brought it to you."

The fact is, a few days ago, she went to the fish pond in the neighboring village and bought a black fish to take home to raise, hoping to wait for her beloved son to come back from the academy to make soup for him.

But I didn't expect that when I woke up this morning, the fish was dead.

The son and grandson said they wanted to cook it and eat it, but Hu Chunhua thought of other uses for it, so she brought it to Cheng Shuang.

What she didn't know was that her son Cheng Caipeng had killed the fish on purpose because he was greedy and didn't want to leave it for Cheng Caijun to eat.

Cheng Shuang wanted to vomit when she smelled the fishy smell, and she became more and more disgusted with Hu Chunhua, "How dare you send us a fish that has been dead for several hours?

Do you want to make our family sick? How can you be so vicious? "

Hu Chunhua was so angry that she shouted, "God, I saw someone driving the fish out of the pond, so I bought a fish and kept it for several days waiting for you to come back. It's fine if you don't appreciate it, but how can you say I'm vicious?"

"Besides, the villagers are not that precious. How could they get sick from eating a fish that has only been dead for a short time?"

Hu Chunhua really thought that the fish was still edible as it hadn't been dead for long and was a good thing, but after she said that, Cheng Shuang glared at her coldly.

She immediately said, "Okay, then don't."

He threw the fish back into the basket, licked it, and continued, "Auntie is asking you, did you go into the mountains to look for good things? What did you bring back after so many days?"

Cheng Shuang scoffed, "That's a lot. The mountains are full of treasures, ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, deer antlers, and cordyceps."

Hu Chunhua's eyes lit up immediately. Before she could speak, Cheng Shuang rolled her eyes at her and said, "But, what the hell does this have to do with you?"

"you......."

Hu Chunhua's mouth twisted with anger. "I am your aunt, after all, I have raised you for several years. Now that you are married and your life is better, how can you not repay us?"

"We don't want much. Just give us some of the ginseng and ganoderma you dug. If we get the word out, others will praise you for being filial."

"Bah~" Cheng Shuang was disgusted by her shamelessness, "Filial piety? What are you dreaming about?"

"I might as well tell you, I did get some good stuff in the mountains, and my whole family will have delicious food and drinks from now on, but what does this have to do with you? If you want a piece of the pie, wait for it in your next life!"

After saying that, he pushed Hu Chunhua's fat body away, turned into the yard, and slammed the door shut.

Hu Chunhua would know about the Ganoderma lucidum she had picked sooner or later, because she had never intended to hide it from the beginning, so she told the villagers who helped her that the Ganoderma lucidum was worth two thousand taels.

Soon the whole village would know that their family had picked a Ganoderma lucidum worth two thousand taels, and had given one thousand taels to the fifteen people who had helped to share equally, leaving them with one thousand taels.

With this Ganoderma lucidum, they can now make money in a clear way, and they don’t have to hide their money anymore.

Hu Chunhua outside the door was so angry that her eyes almost turned black. She wanted to kick the door but didn't dare. She sulked at the door for a long time and then left and went to another house.

Anyway, there are more than a dozen families going into the mountains, so you can ask other families what good things they have found.