Ding Heli was not surprised that Shui Qing agreed.
Medicinal herbs wait for no one, especially yams. And who doesn't want to make more money? After all, medicinal herbs can be harvested every year, and selling them brings in money.
Furthermore, if we don't sell medicinal herbs, we won't need the women in the village to help with the work. If the people of Shanshui Village don't earn money, how will they make a living?
You should know that dried kudzu root is just like the medicinal herbs in the herbal medicine shop. The medicinal herbs in the herbal medicine shop have nowhere to be sold, and dried kudzu root is even more so. Rabbits may not be able to be sold either, and going out to work and earn money is out of the question.
Selling grain will likely be difficult—it's uncertain whether we'll be able to wait until it's ripe, and there's a fear that after the harvest, the various taxes will pile up, leaving us half-dead.
No matter how good Shui Qing and Fan Jin are, they can't support the entire Shanshui Village for free. Everyone has to work to support themselves and their families.
Delivering goods is dangerous, but it can earn you money. Even just a few taels of silver can ease the anxieties of this world.
Sigh, life is never easy. It's easy to live a hard life, but it's very difficult to live a good life.
Shuiqing had already considered the actual situation of subsequent deliveries: "This year's Spring Festival is different from previous years. People in the village probably won't visit each other during the first month of the lunar calendar. Even if they do, it will probably take three to five days."
I plan to take a five-day break to quickly process the medicinal herbs. After the first month of the lunar calendar, I can hire men from the village to deliver them to Yuhang. This is the first year we don't have many medicinal herbs, so we only need to deliver them once in the first half of the year. After that, we'll have to wait until next year's harvest.
However, having delivery experience by the end of next year is also a good thing.
This autumn, the He Shou Wu (Polygonum multiflorum) has already been planted, and there is much more planted in the fields and on the mountains than last year. In addition, every household in the village has planted quite a lot. Next year's yield will not be comparable to this year's!
At that time, the women in the herbal medicine workshop will be working non-stop to process the herbs, and the men will be delivering them without stopping, so experience is crucial.
"Use donkeys to haul goods, and have the men protect them as they go. This way, the journey is faster, and the men will have the strength to fight if anything happens!" Hu Wenhua suggested.
Shui Qing immediately agreed: "Okay, it's too tiring to carry goods by hand, and we can't walk fast either. Going early and coming back early won't delay the spring plowing."
Hu Wenhua: ...His sister is being too realistic.
However, in the current world, being honest isn't necessarily a bad thing.
The whole family felt incredibly at ease knowing that the four cars were packed full of belongings.
After going out to buy New Year's goods, the whole village was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Seeing the purchased items neatly packed away, the adults breathed a slight sigh of relief and told their families about the situation in the prefecture.
Wealthy households were robbed, murdered, and their money stolen. The government did nothing, and the city was in chaos. This time they managed to sell their rabbits, but what about next time?
And if the prefectural city is in chaos, how many more times can they sell rabbits without getting into trouble?
Most importantly, if Manager Qin leaves and Renjitang closes down, it doesn't matter if the dried kudzu root can't be sold, but "what will happen to the herbal medicine shop?"
Everyone was stunned!
Yes, if Renjitang closes down, who will buy the herbs from the herbal medicine shop? If the processed herbs can't be sold, what use are the workers?
There's no money to pay wages.
After the joy fades, those who come to their senses are filled with sorrow.
The young children didn't understand these intricacies or worries about their future livelihoods. They only knew that it was time to buy New Year's goods and that there would be delicious food during the New Year. They cheered and played on the dirt roads in the village, loudly discussing what delicious food would be available for the New Year.
Fan Sizhu listened to the cheers and heated discussions outside the wall, then turned to look at his family arguing heatedly in front of him, and almost cried.
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