With a wave of his hand, he said, "Eat!"
But the children were all worried and the food tasted like wax. The steamed buns they used to love to eat no longer tasted good to them.
He looked like he was sighing.
Many families are like this, including the village head's family.
The five clan leaders were at the bottom, all frowning.
"Alas! Now the price of black noodles has risen to twenty cents. What should I do?"
"If you have extra money, buy it now! I'm afraid there's still some left!"
"We can store the food, but what about the water?"
The village head suddenly asked, "Didn't you find a pool of water in the mountains?"
The Liu clan leader continued, "Alas! That pond is within the inner perimeter, making it very unsafe! Furthermore, if we go there today, we've already drawn all the water we can. Who knows how much water will seep out tomorrow?"
Someone suggested: "Should we try digging the well deeper?"
The village head shook his head: "Changbai also went to the mountains today. The land is dry and cracked. I'm afraid there won't be much water..."
"We've already dug up all the wild vegetables! If there's no water, we'll just die of thirst!"
"Alas! It's only been a few days and the rice has all died! God is blind!"
The village head looked at the others and coughed twice. "My legs and feet aren't very agile. From now on, the position of head here will be handed over to Changbai. I already filed a record with the government yesterday."
When everyone heard this for the first time, they didn't say anything, but they all had different thoughts.
Liu clan leader: Has the position here become your family's hereditary one?
Patriarch Zhang: You did it secretly. It turns out you wanted us old guys to do things for your son. The abacus beads were clacking loudly.
Patriarch Bai: "At this moment, you're still thinking about that little bit of power? If the villagers starve to death, your family will definitely suffer."
Clan leader Zhou: No wonder your son was listening in on these discussions. It turns out they were paving the way for your son.
Xu clan leader: Bah! Do you think we're all fools? We do the hard work, and you take the credit?
The village head was relieved to see that everyone's expression did not change. He was really worried that these old guys would quit.
"Ahem... In the future, please help me and help the villagers have enough food to eat."
No one responded.
Chief Xu finally couldn't help himself and said, "Alas! We old fellows are half buried in the ground. I'm afraid we can't handle this important task!"
Someone immediately chimed in: "Alas! It's not easy to get through the famine years. What can we do? We still need the village head to come up with some advice."
Changbai was young after all, so he bowed to them and said, "My uncles are all the most respected people in the clan. I'm sure they don't want to see anyone die!"
"What do you mean?"
"Speak nicely, as if we are leading our people to death!"
Changbai raised his eyebrows and said bluntly, "I'm not very good at speaking, uncles, please don't bother with me. The most urgent problem right now is water!"
Chief Bai and Chief Liu looked at each other, both with helplessness in their eyes.
"How easy is that? There's no wild vegetables in the outer area! There's water in the inner area, but it's too far away, and there are wild animals everywhere. It's too dangerous!"
"Why don't we go into the mountains?" he suggested.
The Liu clan leader sighed and said, "There are over 2,000 people in our village. Are we all going to go into the mountains? Besides, the water supply in the mountains is not optimistic."
Everyone frowned and sighed.
On the other side, they were beaming with joy.
"Old man, you're the smart one! When the time comes, you'll be able to count all the silver until your hands are tired, hahahaha!"
The old man stroked his beard, thinking he was very wise. He looked at his two sons and said, "Tomorrow, let's go buy an ox cart!"
Bai Hanrong asked quietly: "Then, how much food should we buy?"
"Of course, buy as many as you can!" Mrs. Wang said without hesitation.
The old man nodded: "Nowadays, food is getting more and more expensive. When the time comes, we only need to sell a little bit of food at a lower price, and we can make a lot of money!"
Bai Hanrong rubbed his hands: "Dad, the old ones are the wisest!"
Bai Hanfa also gave a thumbs up: "Dad, by then, let alone a brick and tile house, we can even buy a yard in the county!"
The whole family dreams of getting rich.
The next day, five ox carts loaded with grain formed a beautiful landscape in the village.
"Oh! Has Old Whitehead gone crazy? Why is he buying so much food?"
"My God, they are really rich. Did they take away all the human food storage?"
"Huh? Aren't there purchase restrictions? How could he buy so much?"
Someone slapped his thigh, figuring out the clue: "Could he be trying to sell the grain and make a profit?"
Everyone was talking about it, and many people came to the Bai family's old house.
"Dad, there are a total of 12,000 kilograms of grain. Black flour is 30 cents, buckwheat flour is 50 cents per kilogram, rice and white flour are both 100 cents per kilogram. I bought 6,000 kilograms of black flour." Bai Hansong took credit.
The old man nodded: "This is a great job!"
Bai Hanrong handed over the last fifty taels of silver: "Dad, this is all I have left after buying the cow!"
"What are you afraid of? Spread the news that we're selling our grain!"
He quickly calculated in his mind that there were two thousand people in the village, about one hundred and thirty households. If he set the price lower, wouldn't they rush to buy it?
Twelve thousand jin of grain, earning ten cents per jin, is one hundred and twenty liang, and earning twenty cents per jin is two hundred and forty liang.
My God, this is making a fortune every day.
He looked at Bai Hanfa and said, "Third Brother, your next task is to find out the price of grain in the county!"
"All I want is what Dad says!"
Before Bai Hanrong could go out, the villagers stood on tiptoe outside the yard, stretching their necks.
"Ahem... Dear neighbors, please come in and take a look."
The villagers seemed a little embarrassed and waved their hands.
"To show our gratitude to our neighbors, our family spent a lot of money to buy food!"
Everyone swallowed when they heard this.
"What do you mean? This food is going to be given to us?"
"Oh my god, is this really a pie in the sky?"
"I didn't realize that Old Whitehead was so loyal at the critical moment!"
Everyone praised the old man.
Bai Hanrong was dumbfounded and quickly waved his hands: "Fellow villagers, you have misunderstood. Listen to me... listen to me"
Everyone fell silent.
"Ahem...this food isn't for everyone. After all, my family isn't wealthy. However, I can guarantee that the price is definitely lower than in the county."
Someone reacted: "So he's a middleman. I was wondering if he could be so kind."
"That's right, they're trying to make money from our hard-earned money!"
"Bah! Do you have any compassion? Everyone is starving to death, and your family is still thinking about making money?"
"What a heartless thing!"
Everyone scoffed and dispersed.
Bai Hanrong scratched his head. "Why is it different from what I expected? I don't need to go to the county to buy food, and the price is cheaper than in the county. Shouldn't this be a good thing?"
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