Chapter 86 Business or Farming

"Okay, go change." Zhang Jinlan then noticed that Wang was only wearing an undershirt.

"Auntie, drink some water."

While waiting, Xiao Wang came over with two glasses of water.

Zhang Jinlan and Jiang Fubao took the water but did not drink it.

One is unlucky.

One doesn't want to drink water from a murderer's house.

Waited another quarter of an hour.

Wang came out slowly.

The three of them walked towards the clan leader's house.

“Boom boom boom—”

"Chief, I am Wang. Open the door. I have something to discuss with you."

Not only Zhang Jinlan was anxious, but Wang was also anxious.

Arriving at the clan leader's house, Wang found that the door was closed, so she knocked on it and shouted inside.

“I’m coming—”

Zhou had been waiting for Zhang Jinlan at home, wanting to see how she would beg for mercy.

But in the past few days, Zhang Jinlan didn't come, but Wang came.

She hastily opened the door.

But the next second, I was dumbfounded.

Because of the person standing behind Wang.

It's Zhang Jinlan.

When did these two start chatting together?

Zhou frowned, said nothing, and stood in front of the door, not letting them in.

"Is the clan leader here? Zhang wants to buy my family's land, and we need the clan leader to help sign the deed."

During this time, Wang was immersed in the grief of her son's death and was unaware that Zhou and Zhang Jinlan were having a very unhappy quarrel.

"He? He's not at home. He's busy with something. All the big and small things in the village depend on him. He's been busy lately. How can he have time to take care of such a small matter as yours? How about this? You go to the town and find a broker to sign the deed."

Zhou sneered.

His eyes were fixed on Zhang Jinlan.

"Go to a pawnbroker? That'll cost a lot of money, plus taxes and silver. That way, I'll have to pay at least two taels of silver."

Wang was startled.

Buying land in your own village is completely different from buying land from a land agent, not to mention the tax has increased several times.

You also have to give money to the pawnshop to let it take care of the person in charge of stamping taxes.

Heavy down.

Two taels of silver is too little.

But through the patriarch, you can save a lot of money.

"Just give it to me. We have the money to buy the land, so it's no big deal to pay some money, right Zhang? Huh, that's enough. I have something to do at home. You guys can go find a pawnshop in town and don't come to my house anymore."

Zhou finished speaking.

With a bang, the door closed.

Almost hit their noses.

"You damned woman, eating shit so early in the morning!"

Wang cursed in a low voice.

Zhang Jinlan's face also looked strange.

"This matter has something to do with me. Zhou is trying to make things difficult for me. I won't buy the land anymore. Let's go our separate ways."

After Zhang Jinlan finished speaking, she picked up Jiang Fubao and left.

I'm afraid this matter is not over yet.

The clan leader and his family want to regain the face they lost in the past.

unless....

She gave him benefits, for example, returning the half tael of silver and the eggs she had received from causing trouble that day, and adding another tael of silver.

I guess this will allow the clan leader's family to vent their anger.

But on what basis?

Zhang Jinlan got angry.

At worst, she won’t buy the land!

Can a living person be suffocated to death by feces?

As long as she has money.

Still no worries about food and clothing!

Anyway, the weather has been bad in the past few years and there hasn't been a heavy rain.

If you just grow brown rice all year round, you won't earn any money even if you work yourself to death.

It's better to save the money for a rainy day.

"Grandma, aren't you going to buy the land?" Jiang Fubao asked softly, hugging Grandma's neck.

"I won't buy it. The clan leader and his family are deliberately making things difficult for me. I won't buy the land."

Zhang Jinlan snorted coldly.

I walked towards home with a lot of anger.

"Grandma, besides buying land, is there no other way to make money?" Jiang Fubao asked this deliberately.

She actually wanted her grandma to go to town to sell food.

Whatever grandma cooks is delicious.

The family sold tea sets and had some capital.

Why not give it a try? Even if she loses money, it’s okay. At worst, she can just sell another one.

I want to make money by farming.

Don't talk about this life.

This is impossible even in modern times.

Farmers have always been the hardest hit.

If you want to get rich, you have to do business!

"Yes, that Wang just mentioned, she sold her land and went to the town to do food business. There was another trader in our village, he hasn't been back for a few years, I heard he made a lot of money, and bought a house in the town."

Zhang Jinlan looked back, but Mrs. Wang had disappeared.

"Then grandma also sells food. I think whatever she cooks is delicious."

Jiang Fubao lured Grandma into her trap step by step.

"I sell food? I'm already old, can I still do that?"

Zhang Jinlan was a little unconfident.

It's okay to let her sell eggs.

Selling food...

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to sell any of them.

"My grandma is not as big as my grandmother just now, it must be OK, grandma, please give it a try."

Jiang Fubao continued to encourage her.

"This....."

"Grandma, think about it. Ask your grandpa tonight and see what he says."

Zhang Jinlan didn't rush to agree.

Although she really wanted to give it a try, she was not the one who had the final say at home.

I have to ask the old man's opinion.

He is the smartest person in the Jiang family.

If the old man agrees.

Then she went to the town to sell food.

It's better than being bullied by the idiot village chief.

If she really made money, she would buy a house in town and move her whole family in.

I will never go back to this broken village again.

It just so happened that my second grandson was studying in town.

When the time comes, she will also send the remaining children to school.

Still close.

How nice.

The more I think about it, the more feasible it seems.

Zhang Jinlan's pace became much faster.

After returning home.

The men who had gone to the fields have returned.

She dragged Jiang Shoujia into the house.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, the two of them came out.

Zhang Jinlan had a look of joy on her face, and Jiang Fubao saw it all.

I guess grandma was afraid that aunt would cause trouble.

So until dark, she didn't mention anything about doing business at home.

My aunt was at home, so I couldn't put eggs in the chicken coop. So Jiang Fubao went back to his room early, covered himself with the quilt and went to sleep.

Because I had to hold my urine, it was still dawn when I woke up.

Jiang Fubao didn't like sleeping in a cramped bed, so he simply put on his clothes and went outside to the toilet.

After urinating, she went back to the tub in the front yard to wash her hands.

But I saw my aunt sneaking into my fifth brother's room.

Jiang Fubao wiped his hands and followed quietly.

After a while.

Then I saw my aunt coming out carrying a clay pot.

There was a plague coming out of it.

Jiang Fubao pinched his nose.

His brows were tightly wrinkled.

"This brat's urine smells really bad. Maybe he ate too much good food and got a sore throat."

Jiang Sanhe looked at the pottery jar.

Almost vomited.

But thinking of the secret recipe, she carried the pottery jar back into the house.

Prepare to drink from the clay pot.

But he was interrupted by Jiang Fubao's loud shout.

"Auntie, you can't drink——"

"Bang--"

The pottery jar fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

Urine splashed.

Jiang Fubao took several steps back before his nose felt better.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"What happened to Fubao?"

"My dear granddaughter, who bullied you?"