Chapter 366 That's how extravagant it is.

Mei Yang's words piqued Song Chunxue's interest.

Having lived in Zhuanglang County for so long, he had many connections and extensive networks, and he knew this small town inside and out.

Moreover, he was a local strongman, so he must have other businesses besides farming.

But the fact that he could still earn a decent living by farming despite having so many followers is definitely not what an ordinary person does.

He has vision and a broad perspective, but sometimes he can be a bit of a rogue, resorting to any means to achieve his goals.

But people like this are great at making friends.

In the past, Song Chunxue would often think that she wished she were a man, so she could do whatever she wanted.

Now she's wondering, why can't women do it?

If Yao Man were a man, her reputation wouldn't be as important, and she wouldn't be the subject of much discussion.

But the fact that Yao Man could do that shows that she doesn't care about her reputation. She can rely on her childhood sweetheart, but she doesn't want to completely submit to her. She has her own ambitions.

She was unwilling to be someone else's caged bird; she was brave and daring, and she would do it even if there were risks.

Although her husband had passed away, she was very attentive to her children's needs, even sending her daughter to school and finding someone to take care of them.

Although they were not on the same path, Song Chunxue admired her greatly.

"What kind of business is it? Tell me about it."

Song Chunxue said gently, "I really can't rely solely on farming; the weather will become dry."

"Would you like to open a fabric shop, make clothes for people, and hire embroiderers to make clothes for the ladies and young women of wealthy families?"

Mei Yang analyzed carefully, "I heard that Old Man Zhang went to the Central Plains to purchase goods. He bought a lot of cloth, but very little of the expensive material. However, there are actually many wealthy people in our county who want to buy better materials and more beautiful patterns, but they can only ask someone to bring them from other places."

“You’re a woman, you should understand that some people won’t hesitate to spend money to make a nice dress, but I don’t have enough money to buy fabric. Why don’t we join forces and open a business?”

Mei Yang said, "I've already chosen the shops. If you're not comfortable with that, we can pool our money to buy them together. We'll each pay half for the cloth and hire a dedicated accountant. How about that?"

After a moment's thought, Song Chunxue realized that although the harvest would be poor for the next two years and some people would go hungry.

But even with the rich feasting on meat and wine while the poor freeze to death on the streets, the shops on the street still opened for business, no matter how many refugees there were.

The hardship is faced by the hardworking farmers. Those who have no shortage of money or food can overcome any difficulty as long as the enemy does not break down their doors or commit arson, murder, and looting.

What moved her was that Mei Yang's idea was the very reason why Yao Man suddenly became wealthy a few years later.

She didn't expect Mei Yang to have identified the right opportunity so early.

"Why did you come to me? Aren't you afraid I'll be unreasonable, short-sighted, and difficult to negotiate with?" Song Chunxue asked bluntly. "Besides, I don't have that much money on hand."

“You do,” Mei Yang smiled slightly. “Although I don’t know how you became rich, I can tell that you do.”

Song Chunxue smiled slightly, "Then how can I be sure you won't lie to me?"

Mei Yang laughed, "You can ask around about my character. I may have been shameless and persistent before, but I would never take advantage of someone financially."

“My family has a mill, but I left it to someone else to look after. Over the years, I’ve saved up a little money, just enough to keep me from starving. But now it’s different. I have a child, and I don’t want him to be as poor as me in the future.”

Mei Yang said seriously, "If we lose money, it's on me."

“With your words, what else is there for me to hesitate about?” Song Chunxue got straight to the point. “How much silver do you need now, and when is the latest you can open the shop?”

"To be honest, the reason I haven't bought a shop to start a business is that I don't want to worry about it myself, and I don't have reliable manpower. I don't trust others to handle things like setting up the shop and getting inventory. I only care about the accounts."

Mei Yang didn't expect her to be so straightforward. "I was worried you'd interfere, but this is for the best, Sister Song. Sixty taels of silver, can you come up with that right now?"

Such nice fabric is so expensive, is sixty taels enough?

Since we're going to do it, let's do it boldly and confidently. For Song Chunxue, Mei Yang is much more reliable than Yao Man.

"I will go out to buy something at 9:00 AM tomorrow. Let's meet at Liu's butcher shop. I will give you one hundred taels of silver. You can write a receipt for me."

"..." Mei Yang was stunned, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and stare at Song Chunxue, feeling horrified.

"Aren't you going to reconsider?"

He only mentioned it a few times, and she readily agreed.

Moreover, she offered one hundred taels of silver right off the bat?

She's really rich and powerful.

"Why are you staring at me like that? If you're lying to me, I'll kill you." Song Chunxue said calmly. "If you haven't made up your mind yet, go home and think it over carefully. Come find me again in a few days when you've thought it through."

With that, Song Chunxue turned and walked towards the bricklayer's house.

“Wait a minute,” Mei Yang hurriedly stopped him. “I’ve thought it through. I’ve been planning this for half a year. Even though my brothers are all poor, I don’t want to open a small cloth shop to make a living. I might end up losing money.”

"It's better to buy the shop than to rent it. I heard that the price will go up in a few years. I heard that you also want to buy ten acres of land, and I thought you had money, so I shamelessly asked."

Mei Yang licked her lips, feeling a surge of excitement.

"As expected of the person I chose, he's so generous. It's settled then. See you at Liu's butcher shop tomorrow at 9:00 AM," Mei Yang said seriously. "If you don't come, I'll go to your house and take it."

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll go ask the bricklayer." Song Chunxue waved her hand. "Remember to write a written agreement."

"Don't worry, I won't forget."

Watching Song Chunxue's clean and efficient back view, Mei Yang felt a surge of excitement and turned to go home.

He was going to tell the child's mother about this!

After leaving the bricklayer's house, Song Chunxue rushed home to cook, thinking that her fourth son must be starving and couldn't wait any longer.

As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard the sound of cooking in the kitchen.

Upon entering the room, one could see that the fourth brother had already stir-fried potato chunks, and there was also a sheet of rolled noodles spread out on the cutting board. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be buckwheat noodles.

"Mom, you're back. How about we have potatoes and a blanket for lunch today?"

The weather wasn't great today; dark clouds made it look like it was going to rain. The fourth brother, who had been craving potato quilts for a long time, decided to make them himself.

"Okay, make whatever you want to eat, I'm not picky." Song Chunxue put down a bag of eggs. "Whose house did you go to this morning?"

"I went to Old Zhang's house and we've been together every day these past few days. I've been missing him quite a bit," the fourth brother said, stirring the oily potato chunks. "Oh, by the way, I packed two bowls of green beans for her. Will Mom scold me?"

"I'll scold you if you give too much away, just don't give it away randomly."

The fourth brother poured water into the pot, added some firewood to the stove, and then skillfully folded the dough and cut it into two-inch-long diagonal cubes.

"My sister told me that my older brother brought Chen Feng here before, and Mom even had a fight with him?"

"Um."

The fourth son hesitated for a moment, then said, "I understand what you mean, Mother. From now on, if I want to do anything, I'll have to rely on myself. I wonder if you could lend me some money? I'll definitely pay you back when I earn some."

It's rare that they even know to ask for a loan.

How much do you want to borrow?

"Twenty taels."

Not many.

"A written agreement is required."

"Huh?" The terrified fourth son was astonished. "Mother, you're so agreeable? Aren't you going to ask me what I want to do?"