The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Brother Feng, you're back!"

Looking at Song Feng, who was bundled up in a thick cotton-padded coat, Fang Xiaoning felt a pang of sympathy. Although there was a mule cart, he had to ride outside to get there, and his hands and feet were always freezing cold when he came home.

"Come inside and warm up."

Song Feng stamped his frozen feet. Even though he was wearing thick cotton shoes, the cold wind still seeped into his whole body when the wind blew.

Fang Xiaoning frowned when she saw him like this. This wouldn't do. She had to buy him a leather jacket and make him a Lei Feng hat.

"Mom, Xiao Ning, our business has increased again. The tofu shopkeeper said we need 50 jin a day, 30 jin of hawthorn cake, 50 jin of donkey roll, and 40 jin of rice crust."

"You added that much?"

"Hmm, Xiao Ning, can we handle the production? The shopkeeper said that you'll need even more towards the end of the year."

Fang Xiaoning frowned again. At the previous pace, it would definitely not be finished.

“Brother Feng, let’s hire someone to do the delivery. We have a lot of work to do at home right now. You come back every afternoon, and we’re always in a rush. We can definitely finish making Guoba Niang, but we have a lot of stuff to do. Your round trip will take up most of the day. How much work can we get done in half a day? You tell me, right?” Most importantly, we don’t have to suffer so much.

"Who are you calling?"

Fang Xiaoning thought about it and realized it couldn't be her father. He might take the money and not come home, which was unreliable.

"How about we find the village chief?"

"The village chief can't stand the cold."

How can he be so old-fashioned? Doesn't he have anyone else in his family? He has several sons, and the eldest is very reliable.

"I think Brother Shunzi is pretty good."

"Let me go ask how much they pay per day."

How much is it per day? It's so cold, she'd feel bad if she didn't pay enough.

"How about 25 coins?"

25 coins, which is almost half a tael of silver a month, is really quite a lot.

"Normally, even five copper coins would be enough for many people to do this job, but now that it's so cold, it's really tough."

"Okay, I'll go to the village chief's house now." With that, he put down the bowl of ginger soup and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, go to the Zhou family, the Wang family, and Aunt Liu's house. Ask them to help wash and pit our red berries. They'll pay one coin per pound. Ask them if they'll do it. If they all do it, each family gets 10 pounds a day." This work is actually quite tedious. There's so much of it; it would take each of them half a day to finish it. Let's not bother with this.

You can't try to make money from everything and end up working yourself to death.

Mrs. Su understood what her daughter-in-law meant; she wanted to help them so that each of their families could have some income.

"Okay, I'll go now and come back for dinner later."

He told Aunt Zhou to speak to Aunt Liu's family; the two houses are right next to each other, and there's always gossip around a widow's house. From now on, Aunt Liu will deliver the goods to the Zhou family's house, and Shunzi can go pick them up with her. With people coming and going every day, it's easy to cause trouble.

"Take a few bags of hawthorns with you and drive a mule cart. Shunzi doesn't know how to drive a mule cart."

“I know, I have to stay with him for two more days before I can let go.”

Yes, she was confused. She needed to go to town and become familiar with the shopkeeper. As for the money, it was all fixed. They settled accounts with the restaurant every two weeks. On the day of settlement, Song Feng could go.

"Brother Feng, when you settle the payment, tell the shopkeeper that you will go to town in person."

"Okay. I told Brother Shunzi to deliver for 14 days, then rest for one day." He didn't want anyone to know the selling price either.

"Okay, I'll cook first. Don't let the village chief eat at his house." The food at home is better.

"I know."

"uncle!"

"You're here, just in time. Your aunt is cooking, I'll ask her to cook an extra dish so we can have a drink at noon."

"No, no, Uncle, I have something to do at Uncle Zhou's house later. I just want to discuss something with you."

"What?"

“I want Shunzi to help me deliver goods to town. My mother is not well, Xiao Anzi is still young, and Xiao Ning is pregnant. All the housework is done by Xiao Ning alone, and I am worried about her. I want to stay at home and do all the heavy work myself. Going to town and back will take half a day. I don’t know if Brother Shunzi is free.”

The village chief looked at him sympathetically. Poor kid, his whole family depended on him and Ning Yatou. "You've got free time, right? At this time of year, everyone in the village is idle except yours. But Fengzi, Shunzi doesn't know how to drive a mule cart, does he?" What if they lead the mule into a ditch?

“I’ll teach him for two days.”

"That's great, I'll have him come learn to drive from you this afternoon."

So decisive? Not even asking about wages?

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