This convoluted explanation, which sounded plausible yet felt somewhat off, but whose facts were clear and obvious, left Xiao Wei utterly bewildered, let alone the underlying theories.

Even Wang Cuihua, whose mind was only focused on making money, was stunned. She counted on her fingers and tried to calculate.

After thinking it over for a long time, I finally realized that what Bai Lu said actually made a lot of sense!

She has chestnut trees at home, and the chestnuts are all picked directly from the trees, so she doesn't have to pay any additional purchase costs.

Two cents is a net profit, while Bai Lu only earns one cent. Clearly, she earned one cent more than Bai Lu!

Wang Cuihua immediately smiled broadly again: "Bai Lu, you're so kind. I knew it. You're just like Brother Xiao Cheng; even after you've made your fortune, you won't forget to take care of us."

Bai Lu smiled and said, "Hello, hello, hello everyone."

Xiao Wei had seen Bai Lu smile in many ways—real, fake, angry—but he had never seen one like this before.

It feels like... like the pig boss's big grin as he counts his money after selling a pig's trotter.

The difference is that Bailu doesn't smile broadly; she always smiles gently, as warm as the sunshine.

It makes people unconsciously believe her words and believe that she is a good person who always thinks of others.

Bai Lu is definitely a good person, a very good person.

Rather than letting Wang Cuihua come to Xiao Cheng's house every few days, causing gossip and rumors to fly among the neighbors.

Why not use a more legitimate reason, like Aunt Wu, to come to Xiao Cheng's house to pick up goods, and shut up the gossip?

Hello, hello, hello everyone.

As for the 50/50 split of net profit, just like with Fifth Aunt Wen Xiuyun, Bai Lu also had her own considerations.

Xiao Zhongbiao followed Xiao Cheng for eight or nine years, through thick and thin, never betraying him. Even when he finally went out to work on his own, his loyalty and camaraderie remained.

No matter how bad Wang Cuihua is, she is still Xiao Zhongbiao's wife and has not remarried yet. If she goes too far, she will chill the hearts of Xiao Cheng's brothers.

At this time in his previous life, Xiao Cheng, Luo Shiliu, and others were still being tortured by private torture in Li Chengbin's father-in-law's office.

Yet not a single person knelt down and begged for mercy.

Even after Li Chengbin's father-in-law said, "Put all the blame on Xiao Cheng and you can get out," no one betrayed Xiao Cheng. Perhaps it was because they were too proud to back down.

Perhaps it was youthful arrogance that made us value friendship above all else.

No matter what the future holds, back then they were truly brothers, bound by life and death.

Bai Lu could already foresee that in the next few days, besides Wang Cuihua, there would be another person who would come to her door asking for the recipe for sugar-roasted chestnuts, for reasons similar to Wang Cuihua's.

Splitting the profits 50/50 is the most suitable way to resolve conflicts and make money, both for Wang Cuihua and for "her".

Furthermore, now that roasted chestnuts have gained a reputation, it's time to open up more sales channels through agents.

It's time to sell them in the city through Wen Xiuyun's husband and officially enter the city to negotiate higher prices.

The price of roasted chestnuts in the town was controlled by Wen Xiuyun, Wang Cuihua, and "she".

Competition breeds motivation. Even if they sell in different towns, I believe they will do their best to achieve the highest sales volume and the highest profit share.

Women, you know, always love to compare.

He sold more chestnuts than anyone else, received the most money from her, and walked out with his head held high, boasting about his achievements to his family and relatives, feeling very proud.

Bai Lu's smile grew increasingly benevolent.

Wang Cuihua was overjoyed to finalize the cooperation with Bailu, and they would set up their stall as soon as the sugar-roasted chestnuts were ready.

You don't even need to speculate; you can make money just by selling.

Wang Cuihua was so happy that she gave Bai Lu three large bunches of bamboo for free, with at least thirty bamboo stalks in each bunch.

Each bamboo stalk was over two meters long, nearly three meters long, all of which she had cut and bundled up by the river.

Xiao Wei definitely couldn't carry such a large bundle of bamboo.

Therefore, when Wang Cuihua politely asked Bai Lu if she needed any help...

Bai Lu happily agreed.

Wang Cuihua had no choice but to help out with a forced smile, but in the end, she was tricked by Bai Lu into helping out a third time.

The snails have already started crawling along the stream beside the vegetable garden, crawling separately upstream and downstream, and even the slower ones have begun to escape.

Bai Lu stood by the river, bending down to roll up her trouser legs.

"You want to go into the river?" Xiao Wei frowned.

"That's right, how can we plant bamboo in the river and block the snails from escaping if we don't go down into the river?"

Bai Lu was also helpless: "If only I had unparalleled martial arts skills, the heroes on TV could knock down a whole bunch of wooden stakes with just a flick of their fingers, and small bamboos would be a piece of cake."

"What is television?" Xiao Wei asked, not understanding.

Bai Lu thought for a moment and explained in the simplest terms: "A television is like a radio in Li Shuixian's shop. It needs to be plugged in, but a radio can only play sound, while a television not only has sound, but also has tiny people performing on it."

Xiao Wei seemed to understand, but thought the television was better than Li Shuixian's radio: "I've never seen a television in town."

I've never even heard of that. "Was it in your house before you moved in? Did it have a TV?"

The original owner's family was even poorer than Xiao Cheng's family. There was no television in the town, so how could her family possibly have one?

Bai Lu racked her brains and finally came up with an excuse: "My parents work in a brick factory. The factory has a dinner party during the Spring Festival and holidays. Sometimes the boss will take the employees to eat at a big restaurant in the city. Once my mother took me there. What I saw in the restaurant was that the boss said was a TV."

Xiao Wei also mentioned that some of his classmates' parents worked at a brick factory and that they had gone to the city for a meal together.

The TV program didn't mention it, maybe they forgot to mention it, or maybe he just wasn't there when his classmate mentioned it.

Without much thought, Xiao Wei believed Bai Lu's words and asked, "Is the hero more powerful than my elder brother?"

Bai Lu's mind went blank for a moment, and she entered a comparison of combat strength.

In terms of martial arts skills, the great hero is definitely the most powerful.

When it comes to guns, the pros can get a headshot with one shot.

Bai Lu nodded and solemnly revealed the truth: "The hero is not as powerful as your brother. Your brother is the most powerful!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

I heard steady, powerful footsteps behind me.

And, the man's low laughter approaching from afar.

A gentle breeze blew by, and a chestnut leaf fell from the tree, landing on the head of the motionless White Dew.

She wanted to disappear into a crack in the ground.

But right now, jumping into the river seems more appropriate.

"what are you up to?"

The cool sound instantly stopped the crazy thought, as well as those slender white legs that were eager to try.

Xiao Cheng's gaze shifted from Bai Lu's legs to the bamboo beside her, and then to the invisible Xiao Wei.

Xiao Wei, who was given a chilling look, immediately replied, "The bamboo needs to be harvested into the river. All the snails I brought back from the countryside have been put into the river. If we don't harvest the bamboo, they will escape."

Meeting the man's questioning gaze, Bai Lu immediately smiled and explained, "The aunties helped us collect a lot of snails. We can't finish them all in one day, so we're putting them in the river to raise. We can eat them whenever we want in the future."

Something must have pleased Xiao Cheng, for a slight smile played on his lips as he bent down to roll up his pants.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Lu was a little confused.

I can't believe it. She hasn't even said what she's going to use the bamboo for yet, how could Xiao Cheng know what she's planning to do?