Fortunately, there were still mushrooms available, which were replenished from time to time. The house was also built, and the supplies were plentiful, so the whole family had no problem with food and clothing.
With the million-dollar balance saved last year, a box of gold leaves given by Bai Manshan, and the silver I've earned, there's nothing to worry about.
Although the money-making projects of calligraphy brushes and selling rice wine are gone, the harvest season for He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) is over in August, so it can bring in money again.
In addition, there are two more items: selling yams and selling rabbits.
The next step was to further develop the real economy—planting sugarcane for sugar production, cultivating medicinal herbs, and expanding livestock farming.
An ecological breeding and planting model has been formed, creating a virtuous cycle.
That way, even if the online store leaves her one day, it won't affect her daily life.
Shuiqing is quite satisfied with the current situation.
You can't get fat overnight. She has no power, no influence, no money, and the world outside is unstable. The imperial court is busy weakening the power of the princes and can't be relied on. It's better to develop quietly.
After taking stock of her belongings, she took out a few silver ingots, put them in a cloth bag, and handed them to Fan Jin.
A cow costs more than ten taels of silver, while a donkey is much cheaper, but still costs at least seven or eight taels of silver.
I don't know if the price has gone up.
There are not many able-bodied men in the family, and they have a lot of land. In the past, they planted potatoes at a time when it was not the same as the busy farming season of the villagers, so they could pay the villagers to do the work. But this time, it is not possible. Everyone is planting potatoes, so they have to prioritize their own land for plowing, planting and sowing.
Fortunately, Bai Manshan sent a group of twenty-three people, all in their prime and skilled farmers.
However, we cannot treat people as less than human beings. Using livestock for tasks like plowing and tilling the land is less strenuous for people and more efficient. The livestock can still be of great use when it is time for the harvest.
"One person leads the plow and another guides it. Eleven animals should be enough. Our family already has one cow and one donkey. Buying nine more donkeys should be about right."
Fan Jin took the silver coins, looked at the heavy weight in his hand, and said softly, "When the nine donkeys return, the whole village will be in an uproar."
A person is never worth as much as a cow. A donkey is not as valuable as a cow, but it is even more valuable than a child, especially a girl.
If the eldest brother were to consider selling Zhaodi, he would set his sights on him.
Shui Qing understood what Fan Jin was planning.
They need to help Zhaodi, but they can't do it voluntarily, otherwise the eldest brother's family will be a bottomless pit! It will never be filled!
They need Fan Qian to take the initiative to target them, scheme against them, and believe that he has gained an advantage.
"Yes, it's better to do things sooner rather than later. Delay will only lead to complications, and complications will bring trouble."
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next day
Fan Jin set off with eighteen men before dawn.
Without a cart, the nineteen men traveled light, carrying only long knives, and moved extremely fast.
The man on night watch yawned as he opened and closed the gate, watching as the guards walked away and waiting for his replacement.
Before long, the sky gradually turned a pale white, and sounds came from house to house in the village.
White smoke billowed from the chimney.
Normally, people only eat breakfast during busy farming seasons, but today they have to carry soil from a distant barren mountain to the fields, which is no easier than the busy farming season. So every household has an extra breakfast, which is a mix of light and heavy meals.
Sun Jinhua gritted her teeth and made breakfast.
However, it wasn't a mix of thin and dry; it was just a thin porridge. We don't grow potatoes ourselves, but we do grow winter wheat—last time we stole potatoes from my second brother's family's field and ate them, which gave me a psychological trauma.
Anyway, whoever wants to eat it can grow it; they don't eat it or grow it!
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