Even if she had the mission of helping the poor, she would not do it like this.

She believed that if she did so, she would not get any gratitude at all in the end. Everyone would think that whatever she did was her duty and there was no need for gratitude. Instead, it would make everyone adopt a take-it-all approach, which was not what she wanted.

Some people discussed it quietly, but some people asked it in front of Li Mengyue.

"Miss Li, two cents for one coal coin, isn't that too expensive? A bundle of firewood only costs two cents. How can a small piece of coal be compared to a bundle of firewood?" said a man from Lianhua Village.

After this person finished speaking, several other people agreed, but they were not from Lotus Village, but from several other villages. They all agreed that it was too expensive.

In their eyes, a small coal ball can never be compared with a bundle of firewood.

Some villagers raised questions, but the seven village heads said nothing. Li Mengyue knew that in the eyes of the village heads, coal briquettes were also too expensive.

In fact, she could completely understand it. After all, anyone present didn't even know what coal blocks were, let alone using coal briquettes. It was normal for them to have doubts.

Faced with everyone's questions, Li Mengyue shook her head slightly.

"Two cents a coin isn't expensive. I didn't set this price arbitrarily. You have to understand that the coal mine is mine. I hired you to mine it, so I have to pay you every day. And I also have to pay you for making honeycomb coal. Without mentioning anything else, just these alone are worth more than two cents."

"Another point is that in winter, even if it's not to ward off the cold, every household needs to cook, boil water, and keep warm. I believe everyone knows how much firewood is used every day."

After Li Mengyue answered the villagers' questions, everyone present fell silent.

They knew that one bundle of firewood was not enough for the whole day, especially during the coldest time of winter, when the amount of firewood consumed every day would be even greater.

"Yue girl, don't beat around the bush. Tell me the truth. Are these coal balls more durable than firewood and burn longer?"

Li Mengyue was still very grateful for the support from Village Chief Li, and then continued, "Yes, this honeycomb coal I made can burn longer. If I put three pieces of coal in the stove, excluding the time it takes to cook, it can still last about three hours."

Village Chief Wang calculated this in his mind and immediately said, "In a day, we'll use six to eight coal briquettes, which cost one yuan and two cents, or sixteen cents. It's definitely more cost-effective than using firewood."

What Li Mengyue said was only theoretical. In fact, there are hidden flaws in coal stoves. For example, the coal blocks at the bottom of the stove burn faster than those at the top.

In actual use, as long as the position of the coal balls is replaced with tongs, the burning time can be increased at a certain temperature.

However, there is no physical object now, so even if Li Mengyue tells it, many people will not understand and will not believe it.

It doesn't matter, you'll know once you use it.

The key point is that the price of two cents per coin she offered was only for Qingshan Prefecture. If it were possible to transport it to other places, the price would definitely go up.

Unlike others, Village Chief Wang was appointed by Li Mengyue as an accountant to manage finances, and he is quite good at accounting.

Just like at this time, he was obviously thinking more deeply and unconsciously raised the questions in his mind.

"Since the cost of honeycomb briquettes is so high, why do you set the price so low, Miss Li?"

Before Li Mengyue could answer Village Chief Wang's question, someone else spoke for her.

"I know, I know. Miss Li did this to save people."