Wang Guifen found a cloth bag and added her own share to it. The couple counted the money several times to make sure that not a single penny was missing. Then, Li Wen carried the bag and headed towards Fan Jin's house.
Shui Qing really didn't expect that she could earn money just by agreeing to go with Wen Hua to sell rabbits.
However, on second thought, selling goods is not an easy task—it may seem simple, but for some people it is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
This money is rightfully Wen Hua's.
Butcher Hu grinned from ear to ear, repeatedly saying they were too polite and praising the old village chief as a man of great taste.
Li Wen was happier when people praised his father than when they praised him himself.
Without saying a word, he shoved the cloth bag into Hu Wenhua's hand and ran away.
Seeing that his son had earned money again, Butcher Hu happily took the cloth bag, wanting to count how much he had.
The weight he felt when he picked it up made his eyes widen. "This cloth bag is quite heavy! It must be worth three or four hundred coins!"
Hu Wenhua was also surprised. He had expected it to be a lot, but he hadn't imagined it would be this much.
"No wonder no one in your village dares to disobey the old village chief's way of doing things. We wouldn't have anything to say if he were in our shoes either," Mrs. Hu praised with a smile.
Honestly, if there's no money, Wen Hua can manage to go once or twice, but he can't go again and again.
There's nothing you can do if you don't go later.
But now that money is involved, things are different. People will go for the money, and they will go willingly and actively.
Hu Wenhua didn't give the copper coins to his mother to keep; instead, he took them directly into his own room.
Hu's mother joked with her daughter, "Your brother used to ask me to save the money he earned, but now he keeps even a single copper coin in his own room."
My daughter got married early, and he's the only one in the family. Otherwise, people would think that his mother is only taking and not giving because of his stinginess!
A thought popped into Shui Qing's mind.
But she couldn't say.
Hu the butcher said, "The boy is all grown up now. It's good for him to have some money. He earned it himself, and we can't keep it for him forever."
Hu's mother was just saying it casually and didn't take it to heart.
When Jiang Hehu heard that his uncle had earned three or four hundred copper coins on his trip, he cheered and rushed in, shouting that he wanted candy!
Shui Qing listened to the noisy commotion and looked at Fan Jin, who had been quiet since returning.
Fan Jin noticed the probing gaze and said softly, "We also sold our rabbits for money. I'll bring it to you when we get back inside."
Shuiqing knew that returning to the house wasn't just about putting away money, but also about having something to say.
When Hu's mother heard her son-in-law's words, she assumed that he had handed the money to her daughter to keep safe, and happily pulled the old man outside to look at the rabbits.
Since these rabbits are so profitable, do they also raise them to sell?
Then he thought of his cramped home in Niutou Town, where it was difficult to even raise three chickens, let alone a rabbit.
Mowing and storing hay are also major problems...
Shuiqing followed Fan Jin into the inner room.
Fan Jin first took out the money from selling the rabbits and handed it over: "There were twenty-three rabbits, but I only sold twenty. I gave the remaining three to Fan Damu's family."
"Hmm." Shui Qing understood that Fan Jin's trip wasn't actually to sell rabbits, and her family wasn't short of money.
Sending three rabbits to Fan Damu wasn't out of goodwill or to curry favor with him, but rather to gather information.
"I saw my older brother leave and secretly followed him. It turned out he was going to find Fan Damu. I waited until he was far away before I went in. I just told him that we had raised rabbits and brought him three to try."
Fan Damu thought we were trying to curry favor with him, and even said that my elder brother had just come to see him, asking for his help.
"What kind of help?"
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