The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

During dinner, Fang Xiaoning told everyone that she wanted to harvest mushrooms.

Song Xiaogu: You haven't forgotten about this yet! Did she think that if she didn't say anything, it would be over? But, those mushrooms do seem to be edible.

"How to collect it?"

"Dried white mushrooms cost twenty coins a pound, and morel mushrooms cost forty coins a pound."

"You're charging such a high price? Do you know how much white mushrooms there are in my village?"

“After drying, they are much lighter, especially the small one, which weighs a lot.”

She felt she hadn't given enough even though she was given forty coins!

"Xiao Ning, we can't possibly eat all of these."

"If we can't finish it, we can sell it to a restaurant."

Su's eyes lit up. This meant her family had another way to make money!

Oh my, daughter-in-law, you really have a knack for making money. You can make money just by picking a few mushrooms on the mountain.

“Then we’ll talk to the village chief and ask him to contact more villages. We’ll buy any village that’s selling.”

"Brother Feng, could you find a reliable family to help us harvest mushrooms? Our family is all women, so it's not suitable for us to leave the door open all the time with people coming and going."

The village chief helped build the house, so it wouldn't be appropriate to bother him again to help harvest the mushrooms.

"Okay." It's really hard to find strong men these days; they're all busy helping out at construction sites! But for harvesting mushrooms, the old man at home will do.

The Song family spent the entire spring building a house.

After the house was built, Fang Xiaoning's belly had grown even bigger.

"Song Feng's wife, how many months pregnant are you? You're about to give birth, aren't you?"

"There are still more than two months left!" Fang Xiaoning touched her belly. Since she was five months pregnant, her belly had grown like an inflated balloon, growing incredibly fast. Now, when she looked down, she couldn't even see her feet. In another two months, she would be able to give birth.

"Song Feng's family, are you hiring for your workshop? Do you think I'd be a good fit?"

"We definitely need to hire people, but we're not ready yet, so we'll see. Those who want to work can go to the village chief's house to register together; it's still early."

Trying to get in through the back door is definitely not an option.

The woman smiled ingratiatingly, "We'll definitely go to the village chief's house to register then."

She glanced at the academy and then went home. The teacher had already been found, and the desks and chairs inside were ready. The day after tomorrow, once the teacher arrived, classes could begin.

She, Song Feng, and her adoptive father all need to learn to read, and ideally, the three women at home should also learn. They should learn to read and write, and strive not to be illiterate.

They are an amateur team; only a few children actually attend classes every day.

Song An, Dayong, Lianhua, Tiezhu, Gou Dan, and the village chief's two grandsons.

The village chief and his mother had already prepared the schoolbag, pens, ink, paper, and inkstone, as well as books for beginners.

It was only when Fang Xiaoning went to the bookstore to buy these things that she truly understood why it was so difficult for children from poor families to achieve success.

It's really too expensive, everything is expensive, especially books. A small book costs more than 200 yuan, and that's the cheapest primer.

My dad told me that when my mom found out that my two younger brothers could go to school with her, she hid in her room and cried for most of the night.

Song Xiaogu was even more surprised that not only could Dayong go to school, but Xiaolian could too. There wasn't a single literate girl in the entire Zaoshu Village.

My third sister-in-law's family is so good to her!

Two days later, the children, all dressed in new long gowns and carrying small schoolbags, went to school together.

Every adult in the village with children was incredibly envious. Song Feng had actually set up a school right outside his house for his lame younger brother, and even hired several children to accompany him. He was even more extravagant than a landlord! They all wished their own children could go and study there as well.

When the children arrived at the school gate, Song Feng lit firecrackers. After a series of "crackling" sounds, the teacher led the children into the school.

The women, including Su, Zhao, Song Chunni, Shunzi's wife, and the village chief's aunt, all covered their mouths and cried as they looked at the closed school gate.

Fang Xiaoning: ...

She looked at the women sobbing uncontrollably and found it strangely amusing. Would she get a glare from her mother if she laughed now?

On that very day, the villagers, who had just watched the children begin their first day of school, saw the yamen runners announcing the good news at the village entrance in the afternoon.

The fourth son of the Fang family has passed the imperial examination and become a student!

Overjoyed, after many years, their Zaoshu Village had finally produced another scholar who had passed the imperial examination.

What a joyous occasion that the whole village is celebrating!

Following the constables to Old Fang's house, the old man, having received the letter, was already there with his family to greet them at the door. The most conspicuous figure was Fang Lao Si, standing at the very front alongside the old man. He looked like a peacock, practically wagging his tail!

Fang Youcai glanced at the crowd, chuckled, and turned to leave.

What's there to brag about? His son will be able to pass the exam in a few years too.