Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

In the blink of an eye, autumn has passed and winter has arrived.

It's that time of year again to dig for winter bamboo shoots.

The more precious something is, the harder it is to obtain; everything in the universe follows certain laws.

Harvesting winter bamboo shoots is more difficult than harvesting spring or summer bamboo shoots, which drives up their price.

Jiang Miaomiao's family originally bought winter bamboo shoots for 20 coins per catty, but now sells them for 30 coins per catty.

As a result, following Manager Qian's price for bamboo shoots, the price rose to twenty-five coins per catty.

As for how many kilograms it cost, only Mother knows...

Manager Jin claimed that both shops were offering the same price of 25 coins per catty, and that neither should be treated favorably.

Winter bamboo shoots are off the market, and spring bamboo shoots are on the market.

Qi Caiwei wanted to crush Lu Qingyao, not for the sake of money, but for the sake of pride...

As a result, Manager Qian's purchase price for bamboo shoots jumped from twenty-five coins to thirty coins per catty, leaving him with a loss of five coins...

Six coins... seven coins... eight coins...

The villagers of Qinghe County were overjoyed, even more so than during the Spring Festival.

Lu Qingyao continued to follow the price, but sometimes she did and sometimes she didn't. Anyway, all the bamboo shoot sellers had gone to Baishengfang, so she wasn't losing out. She often took her daughter for a stroll around the town.

Qi Caiwei thought she was going to go bankrupt several times.

The year was spent in a rollercoaster of emotions, from great sorrow to great joy.

The Compendium of Materia Medica states that "anger causes qi to flow in reverse, joy causes qi to disperse, grief causes qi to dissipate, fear causes qi to descend, and fright causes qi to become disordered."

in short.

Frequent extreme joy or sorrow can easily lead to imbalances in Qi and blood, causing palpitations, shortness of breath, and stagnation of liver Qi, increasing the risk of heart disease and high blood pressure.

In short, they're so easy to get angry about!

Spring goes and summer comes.

Bamboo shoots are now in season, and so are mushrooms and bamboo fungus...

Qi Caiwei was completely baffled by bamboo fungus.

Lu Qingyao was seen collecting, but not selling; even Yipinju had none for sale.

Nobody has ever eaten it.

She followed Lu Qingyao and collected a batch.

The result was either rotten, burnt, or turned yellow.

Yipinju doesn't accept it, and no other place dares to.

What a waste of bamboo fungus!

This year.

In less than half a year, Lu Qingyao made up the 10,000 taels of principal she owed to Yipinju.

Together with Yipinju, they invested in a large commercial ship and began selling the stockpiled grain to the north in the spring.

During the harvest season, grains that cost 300 cash each could be processed into refined rice and then transported to the capital to sell for 1,500 cash each.

Fine grains and rice produced in the land of fish and rice were highly favored by wealthy families in the capital.

This year.

Jiang Miaomiao's family didn't go bankrupt; on the contrary, they became even wealthier.

The villagers of Taoxi Village, who had given up hope, received a considerable dividend that year.

I admire Lu Qingyao even more now.

Two-year-old Jiang Miaomiao has grown into an increasingly charming and adorable young woman.

The little girl still rides her big white wolf around the village whenever she has free time, no longer bothering cats and dogs, but turning all the children in the village into bird keepers.

From then on, the birds in Taoxi Village were all raised by designated people.

They often work from sunrise to sunset.

The parents didn't stop them, since it was Ren Miaomiao who provided the food for the birds.

The little girl didn't have any particular hobbies; she just loved to eat and talk to birds, which everyone was used to.

Children you've watched grow up, no matter how strange they may seem, become normal after a while.

In Taoxi Village, everyone from the elderly to the children is spoiled and pampered. The village children have given her a nickname: Ghost Princess.

Whether it was because the big white wolf ran too fast or not, the little girl often appeared and disappeared without a trace.

One man and one wolf.

He turned around and disappeared.

Early in the morning, Jiang Miaomiao got up very early and rode her white wolf to look around at the village entrance.

It's like they're waiting for news.

She still loves to sleep in, but today she didn't sleep in and got up very early.

On a winter morning, the water was frozen, and everyone's breath was white. Aunt Xiuxiu wrapped her up like a little ball, with a woolen hat, a fluffy little coat, and little boots.

It's almost become one with Jiang Xiaobai.

Before long, the villagers who had gone to town returned.

Everyone's face was filled with indescribable joy, and they shouted, "Folks, the Hundred Blessings in town is closed!"

"It's closed today, but it'll be open again tomorrow," an unsuspecting villager joked.

"Why would I lie to you? I saw with my own eyes that the plaque for Bassbah Place has been taken down; there's no way it could be fake..."

"Excellent! From now on, no one will compete with us for business!" The old man in the village stroked his beard, grinning from ear to ear.

Jiang Miaomiao rode the little white wolf back at breakneck speed to report the good news to her mother.

Actually, she knew yesterday that Baishengfang was going to close down.

"Mother, Baishengfang is finished...it's gone out of business..." A soft, sweet little voice rang in Lu Qingyao's ears.

She was intently looking at the accounts, a smile playing on her lips.

The ledger was sent by Manager Jin early in the morning.

It's delivered once a month at the end of the month, and today happens to be the end of the month.

Jiang Miaomiao noticed that her mother never went out on the last day of each month. She would look at the accounts and smile, always in an exceptionally good mood.

When she's in a good mood, Mom likes to cook for herself...

Little Miaomiao would eat some fruit and snacks early in the morning, and then drink a big bowl of goat milk while holding her nose.

Goat milk has a slightly fishy smell, but it's a good thing.

During the meal, Lu Qingyao pinched her little girl's fair cheeks and sighed, "See? I let you sneak some snacks. Now you can't enjoy all this chicken legs and lamb on the table!"

This time, Jiang Miaomiao didn't give her mother a chance. Before her mother could even speak, she said, "Mother, shall we go to Yipinju for a banquet? Miaomiao has never been there before, and Miaomiao wants to eat there!"

"Okay, let's go now. Call your brother and Aunt Xiuxiu too." Lu Qingyao was in a good mood today and agreed quickly.

My little girl is two years old and has never been to Jiangzhou or seen our new home. We should go and take a look.

Jiang Mansion in Jiangzhou.

Qi Caiwei had been feeling unwell lately, her face was pale, and she lay on the couch with her eyes half-closed.

Two braziers of silver charcoal were already burning inside, but it was still a bit cold.

Jiang Zijin was writing a letter nearby.

I wrote two letters, one to my maternal grandfather and one to my father.

The letter is sincere and heartfelt, expressing longing for family and earnest pleas. Written on behalf of the mother, it begs for their forgiveness and for them to allow her to return home.

Or you could send them some money.

Granny Gong watched coldly from the sidelines, only fulfilling the duties of a servant, without doing anything more.

She had advised Qi Caiwei against buying bamboo shoots at high prices and then selling them at rock-bottom prices.

However, this woman wouldn't listen and insisted on her own way. She felt that she had more money than she could spend, and even tricked her husband, claiming that she needed capital to do big business in Jiangzhou and asked someone to send the rest of her dowry.

All profits were used to support household expenses.

Upon hearing this, Lord Jiang exclaimed, "This is wonderful! I couldn't be happier!"

But despite all his calculations, he didn't anticipate that this guy was a fool, ignorant of business, and not good at managing a household.

He only loved to compose poems and essays to appear cultured, and to listen to music and appreciate flowers.

They imitated others, learning how to do business.

She probably never dreamed that losing only five coins per pound of bamboo shoots would wipe out her entire dowry of 150,000 coins in just a year and a half.

I was so angry I almost died; it took a lot of effort to save me.

Jiang Zijin finished writing the letter and handed it to Aunt Mei before returning to her mother's side to serve her.

Although she thought her mother was foolish, a son doesn't despise his mother for being ugly, and she dared not despise her either...

"Mother, are you feeling better? I heard that Yipinju got a new batch of sheep today. Why don't we go and have some to warm ourselves up? I specially asked someone to book a private room on the second floor."

They ultimately couldn't go to the rooftop...