The Lin family's old house.

Lin Fan led Xiao Xiuying back home.

Lin Shuhan was hanging clothes to dry in the house when she saw the two of them return. She asked in confusion, "Xiaofan, why are you back? Weren't you going to collect snails?"

Lin Fan's hands were empty, and he didn't even have a single snail on him. His daughter, on the other hand, had oil all over her face and mouth, probably because her uncle had bought her some snacks.

What have these two, one big and one small, been doing all this time? Didn't they say snails cost 1.7 yuan per pound? If he didn't have chores to do at home, he would have gone to collect them himself.

"Big sister, we've found some people to help us. Someone will deliver the snails to our door soon."

Lin Fan smiled slightly, pulled Xiao Xiuying to sit on the bench, tore off some toilet paper, and wiped her mouth.

Upon hearing this, Lin Shuhan didn't say much, assuming that Lin Fan had hired villagers to carry out the operation.

She pointed to a weighted scale in the corner and said, "Didn't you want to collect snails? These are the ones Mom just collected, all cleaned up, and there are two baskets ready for you."

Lin Fan nodded and said to Lin Shuhan, "By the way, eldest sister, could you make another water tank, fill it with clean water, and put the snails in it to purge the sand after you've collected them?"

After all, they are creatures that forage in the mud, and their bellies are full of mud and sand. If you keep them in clean water for a while, they will purge the mud and sand, making them cleaner to eat.

Although the buyer didn't specifically request it, a clean and high-quality product would definitely satisfy the other party, making the cooperation more solid.

"okay!"

The older sister responded and went to empty the water tank.

As for Lin Fan, he organized the pens and notebook he had bought when he went to the convenience store to buy snacks, preparing to use them later.

After a while, the old house door opened, and Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng returned.

"Dad, you're back?"

Upon seeing the two enter, Lin Shuhan greeted them with a smile.

Lin Desheng forced a smile at his daughter, his old face showing some sadness.

Seeing this, Lin Shuhan asked in confusion, "Dad, what's wrong? You look unhappy!"

Hearing the commotion outside, Lin Fan also came out.

Before Zhang Weihao and Lin Desheng could speak, Lin Fan said with a smile, "Dad, brother-in-law, is it that nobody believes you and thinks you're liars?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Weihao glanced at his brother-in-law in surprise and nodded dejectedly.

"Sigh... When they heard that we were going to buy snails for 50 cents a pound, they all laughed at us."

"I've been out for half a day, and I haven't hired a single person."

"I don't know what these people are thinking? They deserve to be poor."

Zhang Weihao grumbled angrily.

Upon hearing this, Lin Desheng did indeed tap him on the head and said in a muffled voice, "Don't talk nonsense!"

He sighed and said helplessly, "We can't blame them. We're used to being poor. They simply don't believe we can afford to buy snails for five cents a pound."

Zhang Weihao looked at Lin Fan with some frustration and said, "Xiao Fan, you already guessed it?"

Lin Fan smiled and nodded: "That's right, it would be strange if they believed you if you went empty-handed."

Zhang Weihao asked curiously, "Then...you still made us go find someone..."

Lin Fan laughed and said, "Brother-in-law, everything has to be done step by step. Today we're just letting them know that this is happening. As for how to make them believe that we're buying snails for five cents a pound, I have my own way of that. You don't need to worry."

Lin Desheng sat on the threshold, his dark face full of worry. He said, "Third brother, you promised to deliver snails to them tomorrow, but now we have nothing. What are we going to do?"

"How about we all stay up late tonight, sneak out into the river and fetch some, then deliver it to them tomorrow?"

Lin Fan smiled calmly: "Dad, brother-in-law, don't worry, you may not have found the person, but I have! Someone will be bringing us snails soon!"

"what?"

Zhang Weihai and Lin Desheng both looked at Lin Fan with some confusion. They had searched everyone in the village, but where was he? Could he be from another village?

As they were talking, the door knocker outside the old house was being banged on loudly.

"Clap clap clap, is Uncle Xiuying home?"

Upon hearing the noise, the boy instinctively stood up and opened the door.

I was stunned when I looked at it.

In front of his house, a dozen or so toddlers had gathered.

These children were all covered in mud, their trousers were soaked, and their shoes were also covered in mud. They were all carrying a bulging container in their hands, the contents of which were unknown.

Seeing that it was the neighbor's grandfather who opened the door, Wang Dahu flashed a bright smile and politely asked, "Grandpa Lin, is Xiuying's uncle home?"

Lin Desheng looked at them, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "What's going on here...?"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Fan had already walked to the door and explained with a smile, "Dad, let them all come in. They've come to bring us snails!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Desheng finally realized what was happening.

"Third brother, are they the ones you mentioned who helped you?"

Lin Fan nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Yes, there are plenty of snails in the stream, and it doesn't take much effort to catch them. They can catch quite a few while playing around."

"Dad, let them in. I've already prepared the scale. It's 50 cents a pound, the price is the same for everyone."

Lin Desheng and Zhang Weihao exchanged a glance, both surprised and somewhat embarrassed.

Logically speaking, adults understand things better than children and know better how easy it is to make money selling snails for five cents a pound.

As a result, they went to the village to persuade the adults to trade with them, but they failed. However, Lin Fan was able to command these children.

Ultimately, it's because those two are too stupid; they can't even handle something this simple.

"Come on, everyone, come in!"

Shaking his head, Lin Desheng pulled the bolt tighter, and a group of children rushed in.

A group of noisy children entered the yard, but became incredibly well-behaved upon seeing Lin Fan.

Clutching the snails they had gathered tightly in her hands, she stood nervously in place, staring expectantly at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan stood in front of the scale and directed them, "Come on, line up in a row, one at a time!"

"See? The money is ready for you. It's 50 cents a pound. Wang Dahu, you go first. How much money you can take from me depends on how many snails you collect."

Wang Dahu, who was standing first, breathed a little faster upon hearing this. He quickly walked up to Lin Fan and took out a small plastic bag that he had been carrying in front of his chest.

"Uncle, is this what you think it is?"

There are all sorts of snails. Lin Fan glanced at the snails that Wang Dahu had collected and found that ninety percent of them were usable. The few that were unusable were not important.

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