My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Yang Fenglan told Xu Dazhu and his wife that they could start harvesting nuts.

Xu Dazhu smiled and said, "You don't need to tell me. I know very well when the wild fruits in the mountains will ripen. We've already started harvesting them."

"That's really nice."

Just as they finished discussing the acquisition, they heard someone shouting outside, so Xu Dazhu quickly went out.

The person delivering chestnuts has arrived.

A family-oriented person.

"Dazhu, what do you think of these?"

Xu Dazhu casually picked up a few and bit into them; they were all of good quality, so he bought them for two coins a pound.

Xu Dazhu had already purchased a steelyard balance beforehand because he needed to receive the goods.

They poured the chestnuts into a sack, tied a wooden stick to the scale, and two people lifted it together, quickly weighing the chestnuts.

There were twenty-three catties in total. Xu Dazhu and Lin Cuiniang weren't very good at calculating, but Xu Chunsheng, having been taught by Xu Yingying, immediately came up with the answer: "Forty-six coins."

After paying and putting away the chestnuts, not long after, other things were delivered one after another.

There was half a sack of pine nuts, some walnuts and chestnuts, and the rest were mostly freshly harvested raw peanuts.

Xu Dazhu accepted all comers; he would sell to those who were willing to sell, and he wouldn't force those who weren't.

"Wow, so many people have come to sell things!" Yang Fenglan exclaimed from inside the house. "I don't recognize those guys, did they just move in?"

“From other villages,” Xu Yingying said. “My dad was worried that the village wouldn’t be able to sell enough, so he went to other villages to promote it.”

“Sure enough, only a true local can do these things. By the way, has your grandmother come looking for trouble?” Yang Fenglan asked Xu Yingying.

"She came before and saw my parents buying things and adding a lot of new furniture to the house. She was incredibly jealous and would come every now and then, asking my parents to give her gifts. My parents just pretended not to hear or would give her random replies. You didn't see how angry that old hag got, otherwise they would have been overjoyed."

Speaking of this, Xu Yingying took Yang Fenglan's hand and excitedly told her about the interesting things that had happened recently.

As the sun set, several more people came to sell chestnuts outside.

Zhou's wife, Wang Shi, and Wang Guihua also came.

Seeing several sacks leaning against the kitchen wall, Wang Guihua approached Lin Cuiniang with a smile and asked, "Chunsheng's mother, who are you collecting all these things for?"

"I'll give it to someone else," Lin Cuiniang said with a polite, fake smile.

"Look at you, you still won't tell me. I'm not going to steal your business. I just want to ask, what are you going to do with all this stuff? We can't possibly eat it all," Wang Guihua said with a smile.

"I don't know either, I just help people collect them."

"Alright, alright, look at you, so stingy." Wang Guihua pretended to be angry, sold the goods, and left.

When Lin Cuiniang received the goods, she didn't say who she was receiving them for when anyone asked.

She hadn't forgotten how, when the famine struck last year, the people of Qingshui Village considered Yang Fenglan a jinx and gathered to drive her away. If these same people saw that she was doing well now, running a shop and becoming a boss, they wouldn't know how envious and jealous they would be.

Therefore, she deliberately kept it a secret.

There's not much time to harvest peaches in spring, so nobody asks about it.

Now that I'm collecting these wild fruits, people will inevitably ask questions, so I'll keep it a secret as long as I can.

It's likely that only Gu Ming's family in Qingshui Village knows about Yang Fenglan opening a shop in the county. The Gu family aren't gossipy, so it's normal that others don't know.

During this time, Yang Fenglan had been researching her chili peppers, and Zhou Jingwei was the one selling things in the shop. Since Yang Fenglan was nowhere to be seen, naturally no one associated the bean shop with her.

After Wang and her mother-in-law left, Wang couldn't help but scold Wang Guihua: "Why did you ask so many questions? Just sell the goods and collect the money, that's all!"

Wang Guihua rolled her eyes. "Mom, think about it. Would Lin Cuiniang really help people collect these things for free? There must be something in it for her. Putting aside everything else, she must have taken a cut from the price."

For once, Wang's mind lit up. "You mean, she bought it cheaply and then resold it at a high price?"

“That’s how it is. That’s why I asked her who’s buying it. If we find out, we can go find the boss behind it and sell it ourselves, or talk to her and ask her to buy it. Wouldn’t that be faster money than digging for food in the fields?”

"Yes, yes, you're so smart." Wang praised her, which was a rare occurrence for her.

Wang Guihua was very pleased.

"Mom, we have guests!" Zhou Jingzhi ran over and shouted.

Wang immediately quickened her pace, "Hurry up, he must be home by now."