Every time she went out of the valley in the snow, she would arrange herself in the snow outside the valley to cover her footprints.

Su Jiu and Da Zhuang did not have this habit.

Ye Wenxue was in a hurry to plant vegetables and didn't dwell on it too much—they were already in a deep cooperative relationship, so there was no need to hide anything.

"How about this, Zhiwu, come and help me dig a charcoal kiln for a few days. As for Zhiwang, go down the mountain and sell the bean sprouts."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwang abruptly slammed down his chopsticks.

Ye Wenxue raised an eyebrow and smiled: "You should learn more from Zhixing and Zhiwen, and be more flexible in your thinking. Those big customers who sell charcoal should at least be given a few pounds for free so that they can have a taste."

Zhiwang smiled and agreed.

*

Zhiwen had already tasted the bean sprouts that Ye Wenxue had sent.

For an orphan like him, who was used to poverty and feared hunger, anything was edible and delicious.

Therefore, even though Zhiwen had some reservations about the pricing of bean sprouts, it didn't stop him from thinking he would make a fortune.

Firstly, fresh vegetables are rare in winter; secondly, with his connections with merchants in several small towns, he's unlikely to go unsold and lose money.

Unexpectedly, after Zhiwang gave some bean sprouts to his big customer, he stubbornly continued to raise prices, which were now much higher than the grain prices that have stabilized.

Zhiwang spoke with conviction:

“Bean sprouts are different from charcoal. Anyone can burn charcoal and earn money through hard work. Bean sprouts, on the other hand, are extremely rare and unique, and are sold exclusively to the wealthy.”

That's the truth. Ordinary people don't even have money to buy grain or charcoal, so they can't possibly squeeze out a pound of bean sprouts to try.

Wealthy merchants, however, are different. They have no shortage of food or charcoal, but what they lack is something fresh and rare.

On this day, at mealtime, merchants from several surrounding towns who had bought hundreds of kilograms of charcoal all had a plate of crisp and tender bean sprouts on their tables.

After taking a bite, the merchants and gentry, who had initially been unimpressed, exclaimed, "Hmm?"