Transmigrated Little Farm Girl Bringing Great Fortune

Deep winter.

Snowing.

The first snow in Qingshi Town.

This was the second time Jiang Miaomiao had seen snow since she came to this era.

The first time was three months ago, on the day I was born, in the snowy mountains, where I almost froze to death...

Logically speaking, she should have been born in the north.

Even now, thinking back on it still makes me feel lingering fear.

As a result, she didn't really like snow.

It rarely snows in the south during winter, but it does happen occasionally.

It snowed intermittently, mostly light snow.

Children in the south have an inexplicable anticipation for snow.

Everyone wanted to sneak out and play in the snow.

But his parents wouldn't allow it.

They are prone to catching colds and can easily die from them...

I could only peer out the window, occasionally reaching out to catch the snowflakes, trying to see what they actually looked like.

If God had eyes, He would see countless children peering out the windows right now.

Jiang Miaomiao and Jiang Ziyan were peering out the window at that moment.

I watched the snowflakes fluttering down outside the window.

Jiang Ziyan wore a thick coat, making himself look like a bear, and wrapped his younger sister up like a ball.

Seeing her second brother reach out to catch the snow, Jiang Miaomiao also reached out her hand.

Before she even touched a snowflake, she was caught by her second brother's slender, white hand.

"The snow is too cold, Miaomiao can't play in it, she'll catch a cold!"

"Eeya ya... Eeya ya..."

Jiang Miaomiao expressed her protest.

It's a case of "the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps!"

Second brother must think she's easy to fool!

Inside, the charcoal fire burned brightly, completely masking the chill brought by the wind and snow.

outside the house.

Jiang Zifeng and Liu Yuniang were harvesting bamboo shoots in the wind and snow.

A room was specially set aside to store bamboo shoots.

There were many people and many bamboo shoots in the courtyard.

Jiang Miaomiao suddenly felt that her mother was very powerful.

They clearly wanted to buy bamboo shoots, but they never mentioned it. Instead, they spread the news that bamboo shoots were expensive in Jiangzhou, making everyone in the village flock to them.

So, the villagers have to sell the bamboo shoots they dig.

However, selling bamboo shoots in Shangjiang Prefecture was bound to be fraught with difficulties, and they ended up coming back empty-handed.

Sell ​​the bamboo shoots to my mother.

This became their second-best option.

It silenced those greedy, jealous, and envious gossips.

I doubt anyone would say that my mother was making a fortune in silence, since only when my mother's bamboo shoots were sold could their bamboo shoots be sold.

My mother tied the interests of the entire village together.

Just like my mother said, let's share the wealth together.

However, there will inevitably be some minor hiccups along the way.

Jiang Miaomiao was drawn to the commotion in the courtyard, and a familiar figure appeared in the crowd.

Sister-in-law Zhou came to her house last night.

At this moment, she was demanding an explanation from her aunt, "Qiao'er's mother, how did you calculate this? My family clearly had sixty catties of bamboo shoots. Wasn't it supposed to be fifteen coins per catty? How come we only got six hundred and seventy coins?"

Liu Yuniang took out the wooden sign written by Jiang Ziyan: "Sister-in-law Zhou, look carefully, large bamboo shoots are fifteen coins a pound, small bamboo shoots are ten coins a pound, and defective ones are two coins a pound. Your family has thirty pounds of large bamboo shoots, twenty pounds of small bamboo shoots, and ten pounds of defective ones, which is six hundred and seventy coins, isn't it?"

Liu Yuniang repeated the accounts that Jiang Ziyan had just calculated.

Although she didn't know if it was right or wrong.

But she believed that the Jiang brothers couldn't have miscalculated.

Jiang Miaomiao was carried out by her second brother to watch the excitement, and was covered up completely.

The second brother calculated it again for Sister-in-law Zhou.

Jiang Miaomiao also did a quick mental calculation.

That’s right!

The eldest brother calls out the numbers, and the second brother settles the accounts.

Almost at the same time the eldest brother announced the weight, the second brother was able to calculate it.

My second brother's arithmetic talent is truly remarkable.

Zhou was stunned for a moment, and whether on purpose or not, she began to argue unreasonably.

"Qiao'er's mother, everyone says it sells for forty coins a pound in Jiangzhou, but you're only charging fifteen. Isn't that a bit too greedy?"

Everyone seemed to be deep in thought, and many had similar ideas to some extent.

They only came to sound them out after seeing that Shitou had sold bamboo shoots.

Everyone turned to look at Liu Yuniang.

Liu Yuniang was almost laughing in anger.

She didn't lose her temper last night because she was afraid of ruining her sister-in-law's plans.

No one is stopping her today, and she can't stand it.

"Sister-in-law Zhou, if I remember correctly, weren't you supposed to be in Jiangzhou selling bamboo shoots today? They're forty coins a pound in Jiangzhou! Why didn't you go there? Why did you have to come here to sell them to us?"

Zhou's face stiffened, and she stammered, "This...it's snowing..."

"It's snowing!" Liu Yuniang was speechless. What a lame excuse.

"What's the big deal about snow? It's not snowing much, it's not going to freeze you to death. My sister-in-law is delicate and can go, so why can't you?"

Zhou looked pale and bit her lip, remaining silent.

Everyone agreed that it made sense; if it could make money, what did a little snow matter?

Even if it means being stabbed, we'll still go.

Liu Yuniang laughed, "Sister-in-law Zhou, you probably couldn't rent a car, could you?"

These words struck a nerve with everyone.

There were already few oxcarts, and now that more people are renting them, the price has gone up.

Originally, a trip to Jiangzhou would cost sixty coins per person round trip.

The price has now risen to 120 coins.

And there are no cars left.

What's the point of digging up so many bamboo shoots?

If you don't have a car, it'll just rot at home anyway, so you might as well sell it cheaply.

Zhou smirked, raising her eyebrows defiantly, "So what if it is? If we had an oxcart, who would sell to you for only fifteen coins a pound? You're heartless..."

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

Some people agree with Zhou, while others find her words offensive.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuniang became furious and pushed Zhou Shi out the door.

"Get lost! I didn't beg you to sell it to me."

Turning to Jiang Zifeng, he said, "Feng'er, take Sister Zhou's bamboo shoots out; we're not taking them!"

"Ok."

Jiang Zifeng stepped forward in response, ignoring Zhou Shi's attempts to stop her, and carried her several baskets of bamboo shoots outside.

Zhou was so angry that she jumped up and down, pointing at Liu Yuniang, "You...you take it back to me, I'm not going to sell it today."

"What a joke! Are you trying to force me to buy or sell?" Liu Yuniang crossed her arms and looked at her.

She felt that she and her younger brother and sister-in-law were often together, and their conversations were becoming more and more sophisticated.

"Aunt Zhou, please go back! My family can't afford your bamboo shoots."

Jiang Zifeng pulled out a broom from somewhere and made a gesture as if to chase people away.

The people waiting outside to sell bamboo shoots were also getting impatient.

Some people even carried their bamboo shoots inside when they saw that the yard was empty.

"Sister Zhou, if you're not going to sell, go back inside! It's quite cold outside, don't delay our bamboo shoot sales!"

"Yes! Fifteen coins a pound, we don't think it's too low."

"Stop dawdling, I'm waiting to sell the bamboo shoots to buy meat..."

For them, Jiangzhou was too far away, and making such a fortune was also a distant dream.

After all, many people never leave Qingshi Town in their entire lives, let alone go to Jiangzhou.

Fifteen coins was not a low price for them.

They can dig up dozens of kilograms a day, and each one can sell for several hundred coins.

It's so much better than working for someone else.

The meat for the Lunar New Year is secured.

The commotion drew the attention of the manager, Uncle Fu, who then witnessed this scene.

“Sister-in-law Zhou! Business is always a matter of mutual consent. If you think the price is too low, you don’t have to sell. We’re all neighbors, why make such a scene!”

"That's right!" the people around him echoed.

Zhou's body trembled slightly. "Are you all fools who wouldn't make money?"

What idiots! They're all a bunch of idiots.