Chapter 27 Send as many as you can to me (2/2)



She realized that using this to curry favor would be very effective. Moreover, if she didn't accept them all, many of the households in this alley were business competitors of the Han family. If Qiao Lian'er sold the matsutake mushrooms to them, they would also come up with such a trick, and then the Han family would lose this advantage.

Buy as much as you can and save it for next year. There's a lot of time to go through in terms of social obligations and business dealings.

Da Yong and Da Cheng's eyes lit up again. "Buy them all! Great! Then let's find all the matsutake mushrooms on those mountains and sell them to the Han family."

So he immediately agreed.

“In that case, we’ll need a lot more oil. You’ll need to carry another twenty pounds back.”

As Madam Han spoke, she gestured for her servants to carry out the order.

The three siblings were dressed in coarse linen clothes, with new and old patches piled on top of each other. Given their family circumstances, it was best not to ask them to prepare oil.

“Mrs. Han, we have money to buy oil now,” Qiao Lian’er said.

“You must have a lot of things to buy at home, so don’t waste your money on this. I have more oil than I can use, so don’t be shy with me.” She smiled again, and said with a hint of meaning, “This matsutake mushroom is very useful.”

Because she thought there would be many benefits, she became a little worried and wanted to win over the three children.

Qiao Lian'er quickly guessed that Madam Han wanted to use the money to curry favor. The Han family was in business and had a wide range of interests, so there were many people they needed to bribe.

Moreover, Mrs. Han was probably afraid that she would sell the termite mushrooms to other households in this alley.

He then proceeded without hesitation, putting Madam Han at ease while also benefiting himself.

He bowed deeply to Madam Han: "Thank you, Madam Han. Madam Han is a very kind person and will surely be blessed with great fortune."

Da Cheng and Dayong followed suit. They never expected their little sister to be so sweet-talking.

Mrs. Han smiled broadly: "Let's go back."

On the way back, Dayong weighed the ten taels of silver in his pocket; it felt substantial and he was very satisfied.

He couldn't help but start singing, but he was off-key and the lyrics were unrecognizable, which made Da Cheng and Qiao Lian'er burst into laughter.

With lighter steps, the journey back seemed especially short, and before long, they had entered the village.

Just like yesterday, I draped a rag over the basket and covered it with withered branches and thatch.

When some villagers saw this, they asked, "It's not market day today, why did you go to the market again? And you came back carrying things, what did you buy?"

As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe to look into the basket on his back. It wasn't that he was short, but rather that he had grown too tall.

The sons of the Qiao family are all taller than their peers, and Qiao Xi'er and Qiao Zhizhi are also taller than girls of the same age.

Qiao Lian'er, however, was thin and small, and had been crippled by the Song family, looking like a little bean sprout.

So Da Cheng didn't try to hide: "It's nothing valuable."

Some villagers who had nothing to do at home sat under the trees in the open space at the village entrance to cool off, and many of them were quite talkative.

Upon hearing Da Cheng's words, they began to discuss it.

"I said, 'You didn't go to pick up trash, did you?'"

"Yes, you've reminded me. The Qiao family is so poor they're almost starving. And they can't hunt in the mountains. Are they really going to beg and scavenge?"

"Alas, how pitiful! Everyone in the family is tall and strong, yet they cannot become rich. Some families are just unlucky, and no matter how hard they try, it is all in vain."

This person has three parts sympathy and seven parts schadenfreude.

"You—" Da Yong got angry when he heard this, and reached into his pocket, as if they really thought the Qiao family was so poor they were dirt destitute.

This is how they blinded him with silver.

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