Chapter 56: Ways to Make Money, Let's Get Rich Together!



In their excitement, Miao Qingsong and Awang grabbed clods of earth and started banging them against the roe deer's head.

The three roe deer were immediately knocked unconscious by Bangbang.

The three of them then worked together to drag the roe deer out of the mud.

"This guy is a three-headed roe deer!"

"Good heavens, my goodness!"

"It's still incredibly heavy."

After all the hard work of digging the pit, the next day brings a great harvest—how could you not be excited?

Lin Mo was also very happy, and at the same time, he had already figured out how to distribute the spoils:

"There are three roe deer, one for each of us."

Hearing this, even though they had already split the money equally many times, and every single time it had been split equally.

However, the fact that he was willing to split the valuable roe deer equally surprised the two brothers.

"This skill was taught to us by Brother Lin, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to catch roe deer," Miao Qingsong said honestly, stating the truth he believed in.

In short, I still feel that splitting it equally is very unfair to Lin Mo.

"Alright, let's not talk about that. We've been childhood friends since we were little. Seeing your family doing well makes us happy too," Lin Mo said, revealing his sweet and affectionate thoughts.

“In the past, when the villagers gossiped about us, you two at least didn’t join in to trample on us. On the contrary, you would sometimes even say a few words in our defense.”

"I remember it."

Although the tone was cloying, Lin Mo didn't really want to say it.

But Miao Qingsong and Awang were still deeply moved, almost to tears.

The most gratifying thing is when the goodwill you extend is not met with malice, but rather receives a response.

"Let's not rush to drag the roe deer back. Come with us to the depths of the mountains," Lin Mo changed the subject, glancing at the thick stack of burlap sacks that everyone had brought with them.

“Go in and pick pine cones. Help us carry ten sacks back in one trip, and we’ll pay you ten yuan per trip.”

Upon hearing this, the two brothers were completely bewildered.

They had seen those pine cones before, and in their eyes they were useless things, not even good for firewood, as the smoke was too strong and pungent.

What does he need this thing for?

And you even have to pay for a trip? Ten yuan per trip?

“Okay, okay.” Awang nodded in agreement first. Although he didn’t know how Lin Mo intended to use it, since he wanted it, there was no need for him to object.

The three men then stabbed the roe deer on the head a few more times, just in case it woke up after they left.

After a bout of banging, temporarily bury it with fallen leaves.

The three of them then trekked deeper into the ridge.

It took almost half an hour to cross Old Man Mountain.

The area ahead was a dark and frightening forest, and the two Miao brothers were too afraid to go any further.

What's particularly frightening is that there are strange red balls everywhere on the ground.

They had seen this thing at Lin Mo's house before, but they didn't think much of it at the time. But seeing it like this in the deep mountains and forests was quite a surprise.

That place was eerie and strange, it was everywhere.

If they hadn't been with Lin Mo, they wouldn't have even realized they should have picked it up; they would have been scared away the moment they saw it.

Fortunately, Lin Mo did not go any further after arriving here. Instead, he grabbed a sack and quickly threw the strange red pine cone into it.

The two of them also helped pick up the pieces.

The three of them worked quickly; in less than half an hour, they had filled all thirty sacks they had brought with them.

They tie it up with rope and hang it on both ends of the carrying pole. It looks strangely big and heavy, but actually, when you support your shoulders on the carrying pole, it's quite heavy.

Huh, it only weighs about 80 or 90 pounds?

It's fairly brisk.

"These red ones, if you have time, you can come and pick them up, then take them to my house. I'll give you ten yuan for every ten sacks."

It works out to be worth one dollar per sack, while a pound of pork belly only costs eight mao.

This is a great way to make money.

I have to get up early in the morning. The round trip takes about two hours, and the time spent picking things up takes half an hour.

If you keep the schedule tight, making four round trips a day shouldn't be a problem.

It costs ten yuan per trip, so four trips would cost forty yuan!

If we could find a way to carry more sacks in one trip, each extra sack would mean an extra dollar.

These days, making money is all about speculation and profiteering. Where can you find such a good way to make money?

Although traversing the mountains was arduous, for some reason, the two Miao brothers felt a strong sense of purpose. They felt that they could stay home and enjoy a comfortable winter, even if the kang (heated brick bed) was filled with coal without any firewood!

The three men carried their loads back to the place where the Tibetan roe deer lived, each putting one end on their shoulder, and continued walking towards the village.

With eighty or ninety pounds on one shoulder and fifty or sixty pounds of roe deer on the other, his legs were heavy, but his pace did not slow down at all.

"Let's carry all the roe deer to our house first. You two can call your parents to come over and learn from our mother how to make aspic."

"The aspic can sell for 80 cents a pound. If you take 40 pounds of meat, you can boil it down to a little over 100 pounds."

"Wow, isn't this just eighty yuan?" Miao Qingsong's eyes widened again.

Awang was overjoyed, but he still had some concerns:

"Who can we sell our homemade aspic to? We can't sell it to the county."

Lin Mo didn't hide anything and directly told him the situation:

"The village chief wants it. After it's cooked, have the village chief take the cart to pick it up. It's cash on delivery."

This news is truly astonishing.

Since buying and selling is speculation, I never expected the village chief to lead the way in speculation.

Before long, the two of them dismissed the idea.

My dear reader, there's more to this chapter! Please click the next page to continue reading—even more exciting content awaits!

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