Ling Ce ignored the two men; he just wanted to quickly deliver the thank-you gift and then leave with the two shameful fellows, so as not to cause them any more trouble.
He said to Shuiqing, "That was a thank-you gift for the villagers last time, how can it be the same?"
Shui Qing was stunned. Was it just a thank-you gift for the village?
Her family has a separate copy? That's way too formal.
Ling Ce, taking advantage of what Shui Qing had said earlier, advised, "Take a look first. I guarantee you'll find them useful. They're not just empty fancy stuff."
Besides, since it has already been brought here, there is no reason for it to be carried back.
His gift of gratitude was valuable to a farming family, but it was just a drop in the ocean for the Ling family. Hu Shuiqing, a mere woman, gave his son grain, vehicles, gold, silver, and so on, which was equivalent to half of their entire fortune. Compared to that, his gift was nothing at all.
Wang Guifen also chimed in, "That's right, Shuiqing, they've already delivered it, how can we take it back? Let's go take a look."
Aunt Li, Aunt Zhang, and their group were filled with curiosity, eager to know what it was.
"good."
Ling Ce walked to the oxcart first and pointed to it, explaining: "The first two carts are for white flour;
The next two trucks are carrying rice;
Next came cornmeal, millet, and beans;
The last oxcart carried fresh pork;
First came the floods, then the war. I figured food and meat were the most practical necessities, and everyone could use them.
Truckloads of grain and whole truckloads of pork brought smiles to the faces of the men and women in the village, even those that weren't theirs.
Shui Qing was also very happy.
With so much grain added to the warehouse, it will be much easier to increase the amount of grain we need in the future!
Moreover, she happened to want to host a feast for the men and women who had helped her, and all this food would come in handy.
Sang Rou secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the overjoyed villagers, they admired the old man's skill. Despite the large amount of grain, it wasn't even enough to buy her a piece of clothing or a hairpin.
But the master used very little silver to make the thank-you gift seem plentiful and substantial, which won the satisfaction of the entire village.
She whispered to her son beside her, "Look how well your dad handles things. You should learn from him!"
Ling Qiang nodded, but before the smile on his face could fade, he heard his father speak again.
"There are a few ordinary vases and ornaments in the back carriage. Let's move them to the yard to avoid them getting bumped and broken."
The villagers, not understanding the subtle nuances in the words, simply thought it made a lot of sense and urged, "Yes, yes, the vase can't be too delicate. We women are clumsy and rough, and we have so many children. If we accidentally knock something over, we won't even have the money to pay for it!"
"Let's hurry inside the yard, let's not go look."
"We don't know how to appreciate vases, we can't see anything in them, and if we accidentally bump them, we really don't have the money to pay for them. If you ask me, these rice and flour are much prettier!" Zhang Xiaogou shouted with a laugh.
The crowd then went to look at the grain.
Shuiqing knew there were good things in the carriage, and Ling Ce only said that because he was afraid some villagers with bad intentions would covet them. She replied, "Okay."
Sang Rou and Ling Qiang's expressions changed several times.
The villagers didn't know, but the two of them did: the valuable items were inside the two carriages!
They could even buy these dozen or so truckloads of grain with just one.
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