No Letting My Daughter Sit at the Table? Fine, Then No One Will Eat!

As Shuiqing opened her eyes, she saw the dilapidated room, half a piece of darkened bread, and five children with malnutrition, their faces full of concern. Eldest sister-in-law sneered, “It’s ...

Chapter 253 He really is a good father (1/2)

Raising rabbits doesn't require much capital, but it's tiring. When selling them, you need to send someone along. Hu Wenhua's job is clean and easy.

Moreover, the more rabbits the village sells, the more he earns; it's a risk-free business that's profitable no matter how you calculate it!

With three or four hundred coins, how much grain could you buy? This money was too easy to earn.

“We’re all from the same village. I believe that compared to Hu Wenhua, the villagers would definitely prefer us to make this money!” Fan Dazhu said confidently.

Fan Qian thought that his family was from Shanshui Village, and they had lived together for decades. Hu Wenhua had only been here for a few months, so he was confident.

Fan Sanzhu continued to recount the information he had gathered: "I heard that Hu Wenhua has connections; he is quite familiar with the kitchen purchasing agents of those wealthy families, and they are willing to buy from him."

Fan Qian snorted coldly through his nose: "He knows the kitchen purchasing agents of wealthy families, and I even know the servants of Magistrate Wu's household!"

The people in the room immediately realized that this referred to Uncle Da Mu.

Yes, they have powerful backers now!

When Uncle Da Mu's family was affected by the flood, they stayed at our house for a long time. They must remember this kindness.

Fan Qian looked at his four sons standing tall and straight, feeling somewhat smug.

Then, seeing his daughter working in the corner, he became even more smug.

Fan Damu said that Guangning Prefecture had also suffered from floods, and people were practically lining up to sell themselves. Although wealthy families were not short of money, they were even less short of people now.

Let him sell Zhao Di to a human trafficker, who will then go north to sell her to a place that hasn't been affected by the floods.

This was what he had been thinking about the whole way.

Zhao Di is already capable of working. If she is raised for a few more years and then married, she will receive a dowry. It would only be a waste of food for a few years, so she wouldn't be at a great loss. After marriage, she can also occasionally help her parents' family.

If she were sold to the prefectural city, they could still keep in touch in the future. If she could curry favor with a nobleman, her entire family could rise to prominence.

But once it's sold elsewhere, it's a one-off deal.

If we were to take over Hu Wenhua's business now, we would have income, avoiding the bad reputation of selling our children, and having another person to work in the family.

My daughter doesn't necessarily have to be sold.

In matters of the heart, he is indeed a good father!

After thinking it through, he said to his sons, "You each go and inquire about the rabbits from the families you know. I'll go to the old village chief's house later and talk to him about it."

The four pillars exclaimed "Ah!" and immediately ran towards the village.

Even Fan Dazhu, who was on the recliner, sat up, propped himself up with a wooden cane, and limped outside.

The family's situation is different now, and they urgently need money to generate income. Otherwise, if they continue to live off their savings, by the time he, the eldest grandson of the eldest branch, takes over, there will probably only be an empty shell left.

Fan went to his mother's room.

After explaining her plan, Mother Fan lowered her head and pondered.

"Never mind, she is still my granddaughter after all. I can't bear to do it to her. Go find the old village chief later."

Bring out your dead father, and I believe the old village chief will give you face.

Fan Qian wanted to say that his father had been dead for many years, and they didn't have much of a relationship when he was alive, so what was the point of bringing him up?

He might as well rely on his own reputation!

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The old village chief's aged eyes looked at Fan Qian, who was carrying a duck.

The three Li brothers looked completely bewildered. What was Fan Qian doing catching ducks for no reason?