The village is neither too big nor too small, with sixty-one households. If one person is chosen from each household, that makes sixty-one people. Excluding the Qiao family, there are exactly sixty people.
To ensure that everyone can learn the material as quickly as possible and then teach it to their family members, the most qualified students should be chosen.
At this point, the villagers dispersed and went home to discuss choosing people.
Only the Qiao family remained here.
Qiao Lian'er then assigned tasks to everyone: "There are fifteen of us in our family here, sixty villagers in total. Each of you will be responsible for four mushrooms. Try your best to find and identify all the mushrooms that were sold earlier, so that people won't say we're hoarding them."
Da Yong said, "Yes, Sister Lian'er's arrangement is good. Sixty people may sound like a lot, but if they are evenly distributed and go to different mountain peaks, it's actually not too bad."
Old Man Qiao sighed with emotion. From the moment the villagers came to the mountain and the Qiao family faced a crisis of trust, to now, Lian'er has not only easily resolved the situation but also arranged everything in an orderly manner, which has won the respect of the villagers.
They won't attract any criticism; in fact, the villagers will thank them instead.
It's all thanks to the sickle.
If before he thought Lian'er was just a little clever, now he saw Lian'er's great abilities.
That bridge has always been on Old Man Qiao's mind, and now he believes it can be built.
Old Man Qiao said, "Lian'er is more useful than any of the men in the family, more useful than many men."
Everyone agrees on this point.
Da Meng: "Sister Lian'er is the backbone of our family. She was sent by God to save our Qiao family. She is our Qiao family's lucky treasure."
Grandma Qiao hugged Qiao Lian'er tightly again: "She's a lucky baby, a wonderful lucky baby."
Then, like a hen pecking at rice, it pecked twice on Qiao Lian'er's head.
Qiao Lian'er couldn't help but giggle. The laughter was childlike and clear, completely like a child's. She was pretending to have a mature soul, which made her feel embarrassed, but that was the vocal cords of this body.
But after a short while, the Qiao family fell silent, their faces showing a hint of frustration.
Mrs. Feng plopped down on the ground and sighed, "Sixty households of villagers came up the mountain and divided up all these mushrooms. Our family can no longer make money like before."
Wan: "Sigh, although there's nothing we can do about it, since everyone has found out, we should all work together to make a living, but I still feel very uncomfortable."
Qiao Zhizhi lowered her head and said, "I'm just waiting for this time to build the house."
I originally thought that I was a few dozen taels short of building a house, and that if I spent a few more days finding mushrooms, it would be enough.
Now that the villagers have discovered this and want a share, those few dozen taels have become a distant dream.
Moreover, given their family situation and the large number of people, their savings will be constantly depleted, barely enough to make ends meet, let alone build a house.
“Who says we can’t build it?” Qiao Lian’er said. “We can build the house no later than this month.”
"With sixty households, the mushrooms they can sell on the mountain are only about fifteen catties per household on average. Even after frying, they only get five catties, which can be sold for two and a half ounces. And this money isn't available every day. If they search hard one day, they won't get much the next day, unless it rains," Old Lady Qiao calculated.
"But it hasn't rained for days. It's like God is just sucking up the water from the ground, waiting for a torrential downpour a month from now."
Then Lu thought of another crucial point: "Oh, and with so many people selling mushrooms, the price is bound to drop."
Qiao Lian'er winked mysteriously at everyone: "I have a backup plan."
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