The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Not tired." He was so happy with all that he had bought that he wasn't tired at all. "I spent 75 taels of the silver you gave me on seasonings. I'll go buy more in a while."

Fang Xiaoning: We're out of money!

"Okay, if you have time tomorrow, grind the medicinal herbs you bought into powder first."

“Okay, I asked the shopkeeper today, and he said that shops in the town, in average locations, cost about sixty or seventy taels, but some can cost over a hundred, depending on the size of the shop.”

"Let's not buy any now. We can just continue setting up our stall later. Don't we have a mule cart?"

"But the two of us definitely can't get away."

He had thought it over; spending most of the day in town was really not feasible.

"Just hire people to set up a stall. There are plenty of people in the village waiting for work. Just find a couple of reliable people." She had thought of this long ago. Except for the busy farming season, most of the year is actually spent with nothing to do in the village.

The rest of the time, he either stays at home, chopping firewood and picking vegetables, or goes to the city or town to find work.

"Xiao Ning, the shopkeeper said that his master plans to stock all the cured meat and sausages in his restaurants, so we can do it with peace of mind and not worry about not being able to sell them."

Did they say approximately how many kilograms you need to consume per day?

"I don't know. If each shop sells 10 jin of the same item every day, it's definitely necessary. There are more than 20 shops..."

Song Feng was shocked. How much meat must that be?! They've struck it rich!

"Tomorrow we'll talk to the shopkeeper and say we don't have enough money to buy that much meat. Could we buy the meat on credit?"

They are indeed short of money, but there's always a way. If they want so much meat, we should try to find a way to help them.

"got it."

Mrs. Su saw that the young couple discussed everything together, and that their good relationship put her at ease. She and her third brother had also had a good relationship before, discussing everything together, but…

Su felt a little melancholy. Today was another day she missed her husband!

The next day, Song Feng went to town with Shunzi again and told the shopkeeper about his difficulties.

The shopkeeper slapped his forehead. "Look at his brain!" he thought. "I heard that it takes more than ten days to make a batch of meat. That means they have to make a batch every day. If that's the case, the Song family definitely can't afford it. Doesn't he know what kind of family they are in?"

"Here are three hundred taels. Take them and buy meat first. I'll write a letter to my master and ask him for a solution. Is that alright?"

"Thank you so much, shopkeeper!"

The shopkeeper smiled, because of them, he also gained face in front of his master; it was a mutually beneficial situation.

After receiving the money, he went to the butcher's stall to buy meat. In addition to small intestines, he also ordered two complete sets of pig offal and a large pig's head. His wife said she wanted to eat pig offal, braised pig's head, and a spare rib.

Song Shunzi helped him move the meat, her heart trembling. Did Fengzi really want so much meat? Good heavens, how much money would that cost? His business is getting way too big!

No wonder Dad said he couldn't compare to Fengzi. He really couldn't, not even close!

“Shunzi, these next few afternoons you need to come and help me out. Go to the mountains to cut bamboo, and hang all this meat up. We also need to make some for the house, especially on rainy days, so we can hang it up inside.”

"okay!"

Cured meat and sausages need to be stored in a well-ventilated and dry place. Fang Xiaoning looked at the yard and thought, "Oh no, I'm thinking of building a few more large warehouses."

Would you call her a spendthrift woman?

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Wang family.

After staying at the clinic for five days, the doctor sent Wang Defa home, saying that there was no other way to treat this illness except for rest.

Wang Defa lay in bed, his face never showing a smile since his leg was broken. He grew increasingly gloomy and barely responded to anyone who spoke to him. He couldn't understand why, out of so many people watching the lantern festival, it was his leg that was broken. He was the only one in the entire village to have his leg trampled. Was God blind? Didn't He know how important his leg was to him?

He didn't understand, he really didn't understand, why he was the one who was unlucky?

The doctor said he would likely become lame, meaning he would never be able to become an official. What was the point of all those years of hard study? He felt like he had become a joke.

Now everyone in the village is probably waiting to see him make a fool of himself, including Fang Laosi, who got lucky.

More regret than anything else. Why did he have to join in the fun? Why didn't he learn from Fang Laosi and stay home obediently? Did they buy the test questions because they were guaranteed to pass? Wang Defa wanted to beat himself to death, and even more so, he wanted to beat the damned woman next to him to death. It was she who had been nagging him about how beautiful the lanterns were, how different this year was, and how there were riddles. He was sure he could guess them…

He was completely bewitched and invited some classmates and his wife to join in the fun, but what happened... why wasn't it her who broke her leg?