After being reborn, the young master returned to his village and led his wife and daughters to prosp

Led by Xiao Xiuying, a group of children quickly arrived at the agreed-upon riverbank.

At this moment, Lin Fan was sitting on a large blue stone, playing with the snails he had just picked up.

Seeing a dozen or so children running quickly toward him, including Xiao Xiuying, Lin Fan couldn't help but smile.

"Are you Xiuying's uncle?"

"I'm Xiuying's good friend, can I have some snacks, Uncle?"

"Me too, me too, Uncle, I want some snacks too!"

Seeing the noisy children, Lin Fan said loudly, "Alright, if you want snacks, you're not allowed to talk!"

For a moment, everyone shut their mouths and stared longingly at the bag of snacks in Lin Fan's hand.

Lin Fan took out several bags of snacks from inside and held them in his hand. Looking at the group of children, he smiled and said, "There are snacks for everyone, one bag per person. No fighting!"

"However, after you've eaten the snacks, you have to do me a favor. Of course, I won't let you do it for nothing. See these little snails in my hand?"

"Go find these small snails in the paddy fields or by the streams. If you find one pound, I'll give you fifty cents; if you find two pounds, I'll give you a dollar. How about that?"

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, the boy who seemed to be the oldest among the children named Wang Dahu stepped forward and exclaimed in shock, "Uncle Xiuying, really? You really give us 50 cents per pound?"

In their minds, making money has always been something only adults can do.

Five cents is not a small amount. You know, the spicy snack that Xiuying just ate only cost two cents a bag. Five cents could probably buy two bags.

"Of course it's true! If your uncle were lying, he wouldn't be giving you snacks for free. Okay, come over and get your snacks. If you want to make money after getting your snacks, you can go catch snails. If you don't want to, just consider it a treat from your uncle. And don't you dare bully our Xiuying anymore, understand?"

Upon hearing this, the children immediately became noisy.

Another, rather sturdy little boy immediately shouted, "Then you can't lie! If you lie, I'll go back and tell my parents you're a big liar who bullied us!"

"Yes, yes, if you dare to lie, I'll have my mom and dad come and beat you up!"

Xiuying glared at the little boy who had spoken and said, "Zhao Xiaogang, my uncle is not a liar!"

"If you don't want snacks, then leave. Don't you dare talk about my uncle like that!"

Zhao Xiaogang blushed and whispered, "I...I didn't say your uncle was a liar. I was just afraid he was playing a trick on us...Five cents is a lot of money. Can a pound of snails really be exchanged for that much?"

Looking at the group of adorable children in front of him, Lin Fan said loudly, "Alright, come over and get a bag of snacks."

"Little Gang is right. If you believe me, come to my house after you've caught some snails. My house is Grandpa Lin's house in the village. If you don't believe me, I won't force you. Come on over!"

Lin Fan generously tore open the snack bag and gave one bag to each of them.

The children were somewhat incredulous when they received the snacks.

I never expected that Xiuying's uncle would be so generous.

Without much hesitation, the children grabbed their snacks and scattered, gathering in groups of three or five to discuss whether or not to believe Lin Fan and go to catch snails.

Lin Fan wasn't too worried. He believed the children would definitely go, since catching snails wasn't a strenuous task, and the children had plenty of energy.

Besides, I gave them snacks for free, so they'll definitely give it a try.

"Alright, Xiuying, go home and wait for your friends to bring the snails over!"

"Okay, time to go home!"

……

On a small path in Qingshui Village.

Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng emerged from a house, their faces looking rather grim.

This was already the third household they had approached. They thought that the villagers would be overjoyed to hear about such a good job and would hurry up and get to collect snails for them.

Unexpectedly, things didn't go as they imagined at the first place they went to. The other party was eating and completely ignored Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng, sending them away.

The two went to a second place, but the people there stammered and couldn't give a clear answer, so they had to leave as well.

Frustrated, they entered the third shop, only to be immediately labeled as fraudsters. After a sarcastic remark, the shopkeeper kicked them out.

They're all from the same village, seeing each other all the time. The fact that the other party even called them swindlers shows how distrustful the villagers are of this seemingly easy money.

"I don't believe it. If we offer them money, they won't take it. Snails are only 50 cents a pound. If we collect 10 pounds a day, that's 5 yuan. It's much easier than doing odd jobs outside. Let's go ask them again!"

Lin Desheng tapped his pipe against the earthen wall, took a couple of puffs in frustration, and then sullenly walked towards another house.

Upon entering, Lin Desheng greeted the family directly.

"Old Wu, is Old Wu home?"

Old Wu was a man about the same age as Lin Desheng, and he was somewhat hunchbacked.

Hearing Lin Desheng's shout outside, he walked out with his hands behind his back, smiling and saying, "What's up? Old Lin, you want to have a couple of drinks with me?"

Lin Desheng shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Old Wu, let me introduce you to a way to make money. My family buys snails, five cents a pound. Do you want to do it?"

Old Wu was taken aback, then frowned at Lin Desheng: "Old Lin, are you kidding me?"

"That stuff nobody wants, and you're offering it for five cents a pound? What are you going to do with this stuff? If you want a whole bunch of it in the river, go and get it yourself!"

Just as Lin Desheng was about to speak, Old Wu waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, alright, I really don't know what you family are doing all day long."

"I have to go feed the cows, so I'll have to leave you alone."

After saying that, Old Wu walked away with his hands behind his back.

Seeing this, Lin Desheng and Zhang Weihao were somewhat angry.

"Sigh, what kind of people are these? Don't they want to take the money that's practically handed to them?"

Zhang Weihao said somewhat dejectedly, "Dad, should we go ask again?"

"I can't go back like this; I won't be able to explain it to Xiao Fan!"

The two exchanged a glance, both looking somewhat anxious.

Lin Fan entrusted them with such a simple task, yet they couldn't do it well.

There was a way to make big money right in front of them, and they would never forgive themselves if they missed such a good opportunity because of it.

Thinking of this, the two could only cheer themselves up and go to the next house, asking from door to door.

They just didn't believe it. Buying snails for five cents a pound—how easy is that money? Surely there's someone in the village who isn't blind?