Chapter 313 The Gao family begs by the roadside
Madam Wu was very happy to hear this. She had always liked Xiao Mianmian, but she was afraid that her son was not good enough for her, so she had not given a direct response.
Du Wanchun just smiled and felt that the children were too young and that their marriage was a matter for them to decide.
Aunt Zhou agreed, so she didn't bring it up again.
These past few days, during the autumn harvest, the Third Prince and Wei Xun invited many villagers to come and harvest rice.
Over the past year, thanks to the Zhou family's help, many villagers in Changliu Village have earned money and used it to build new houses in their homes.
Only the Chen and Meng families from before.
Because of a previous feud with the Zhou family, they had no further dealings with them and simply continued farming their land.
Previously, only their two families were the richest; now, only their two families are the poorest.
However, they were too poor to do anything about it, and they couldn't bring themselves to ask the Zhou family for help.
At the same time, Du Wanchun would not be willing to befriend them.
After the rice was harvested, Du Wanchun not only gave them silver, but also gave each person and each household a bag of rice.
The villagers were overjoyed.
They planted their own rice with seeds from Du Wanchun, and after the Zhou family finished harvesting, they would harvest their own.
A month later, the rice in every household was dried.
Because the yield is dozens of times higher than before, many families have full granaries.
There was so much rice that the house couldn't hold it all, so we just happened to listen to Du Wanchun and sold some to her.
So in less than three days, the Zhou family's door was surrounded by people selling rice.
Du Wanchun bought them all at prices higher than the market price.
They bought the rice, then sent people to pound it into rice, and then delivered it to various rice shops.
In this way, not only will the rice shops have enough rice to sell, but they can also store grain in granaries.
The Zhou family then doubled the size of the rice granary, which was just right.
Because the villagers in this village and the neighboring villages are close by, they deliver their rice themselves. For those villages that are farther away, Du Wanchun sends people to collect it personally.
The harvest was collected from one village in three days, and all the harvests were collected within half a month.
After the rice harvest was completed, Du Wanchun discovered that she had harvested more than she had imagined. Her granary was already full, and if there was any more, she estimated that there would be no room left to store it.
After thinking it over, she decided to rebuild a rice granary.
The Third Prince readily agreed and went with Wei Xun to handle the matter personally.
Originally, everyone thought this was a small business, but little did they know that Du Wanchun's small act of collecting rice made the Zhou family the largest rice merchant in their Xuan Yue Kingdom, making them richer than the country itself.
That night, Du Wanchun took out the account book and looked at the rice delivered by each household.
Several households delivered far more than the amount she had stipulated.
One of the households was the Miao family.
Du Wanchun smiled, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.
It seems she truly is a grateful person.
Miao has been living in the village these days, but she goes to the fields to farm every day.
When Dr. Xu has nothing to do, he also goes to the fields to help her.
The two worked quickly, and with the help of the villagers, it wasn't too tiring when it was time to harvest the rice.
Because of their diligence, the Miao family produced better rice and higher yields than ordinary people.
She bought some rice for Du Wanchun, and kept more than thirty bags of rice at home.
This rice will last her and her child a long time.
Not wanting to keep bothering Du Wanchun in the village, Miao used the money from buying rice to build a small house near her own land.
The mother and son finally had a place to stay.
The other villagers took the money and bought chickens, ducks, pigs, cattle, and sheep, and they all lived a prosperous life.
Many skilled people used this money to set up stalls in Cheng'an County, selling candied hawthorns and small sugar figurines, and some even sold shoe insoles, earning a considerable amount of money every day.
Whenever people get together, they always praise Du Wanchun and Zhou Ruiyuan, saying that one is the God of Wealth and the other is the God of Literature.
That's why their lives are getting better and better.
Old Mrs. Gao and Old Man Gao, who were begging on the street, overheard these words and were filled with remorse.
Especially Gao the eldest, he complained to his mother, "Mother, it's all your fault. If you hadn't refused to let Miao Yuemei take that woman's rice seeds, we would be living the same life as them now, eating and drinking well, and even able to buy a carriage."
"Look at the kind of life we're living now, we can only beg for spoiled food."
Old Mrs. Gao felt very regretful upon hearing this, but she quickly raised her hand and slapped her son again. "You little beast, how dare you blame me? Blame yourself! You didn't want a perfectly good wife, but insisted on climbing up to that rich man's concubine. If it weren't for that woman, how could we have sold the land? And if you hadn't been drinking all day, how could we have sold the house and ended up on the streets!"
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