"You have to find a place to store all this food."
"Just put it in my house."
Lin Anru shook her head: "No, your house is a little small."
The village chief's house is big, but apart from the space for living, storing his own food and miscellaneous items, there is not much space left.
"With just this little bit of food, how much space can it take up?" The village chief looked disapproving.
With the money he had, he could only buy a few dozen kilograms at best.
"No, no, no, Village Chief." Lin Anru smiled and shook her head. "This money is only part of it. The rest, the 50% of silver earned from selling herbs every time, must be used to buy food."
The village chief felt sorry for the money he had spent and asked, "Doesn't that mean we have to keep buying?"
According to the previous practice, if we sell herbs once a month, we have to buy food every month.
These grains are public property and will not be eaten every day. They will go bad if left alone.
And the money he spent was huge, so he felt bad before he even sold it.
"Until it doesn't. I estimate that it will take about half a year to buy enough food for the entire village."
hiss!
The village chief took a breath.
The whole village!
Half a year!
What is this concept? !
This is equivalent to buying out all the autumn harvest of everyone in their village.
"Are you sure you're not kidding?"
"Sure."
The village chief hesitated for a moment, then asked quietly, "Is there no possibility of further reduction?"
“You can only increase, not decrease.”
Village Chief: ...with mixed feelings.
After a long while, he nodded slightly and said, "I understand."
"Don't worry about the money. As long as the herbs can be sold, the money will flow in."
Now, villagers not only pick herbs in the wild, but also start to grow herbs like Lin Anji.
They don't dare to take the risk of using paddy fields and fertile land to grow medicinal herbs, so they still have inferior fields and newly reclaimed land.
Those fields don't produce much food, so it would be better to use them to grow herbs and maintain the farmland at the same time.
"I know, I know." The village chief nodded in agreement.
What else can I do? I can only comfort and convince myself in this way.
"Also, don't make a fuss when you go to buy food. The fewer people who know, the better..."
…
The two chatted for a long time until the village chief's family came back from the fields.
After walking out of the village chief's house, Lin Anru let out a long sigh.
With the village's grain reserves, the villagers will be much better off next year, and their family will be much safer.
Having solved a major problem, Lin Anru returned home briskly and assigned a month's homework to her son with full energy.
Looking at the full paper, Lin Anru felt that with her son's ability, he should be able to add more, so she picked up her pen and continued to add a little more.
Lin Boyu received the assignment and said: ...
Hurry, hurry, get the medicine, he feels like his school phobia is coming back again.
…
The village chief's house.
The village chief's family was very curious about what Lin Anru and the village chief had been talking about for most of the day.
The village chief's wife asked a few questions indirectly but failed to get the answer.
Then several daughters-in-law took turns, but still no result.
"Grandpa must have secretly gone home to be lazy."
Seeing that the village chief didn't say anything, the fat boy started spreading rumors.
"Go away." The little fat man hit him on the head with his big hand: "Do you think everyone is like you, who only knows how to be lazy?"
"that is."
"that is."
…
Everyone in the family echoed what the fat boy's father said, and the fat boy was so angry that he drank two more bowls of water.
"Big brothers, come to my room." The village chief said this and stayed away from the gossip at home.
The fat boy's father followed his old father's footsteps and turned back to wink at his wife.
Wait, I'll tell you what's going on when I get back to the house.
The fat boy's mother smiled happily as she carried her child back into the house and waited.
Seeing this, the others decided to go back and interrogate their men to satisfy their curiosity.
Unfortunately, when they waited for their men to come back, they couldn't get any information.
…
That night, the third room enjoyed delicious chicken.
The old hens that have been raised for almost a whole year, and are free-range, only need a little salt and nothing else to make the soup that makes it mouth-watering.
Fortunately, it is the autumn harvest season, and every household is so tired that they can't even straighten their backs. Even those who are reluctant to spend money will cut some meat to bring back for their families to supplement their diet.
Otherwise, the fragrance would attract a group of people to sniff at the wall.
“It’s so delicious!”
Lin Shiyu narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.
Traveling through time to this dynasty, only the authentic and natural delicacies here can comfort my soul.
"Eat more."
Liu picked up the big chicken leg from the pot and gave it to her, then picked up the other chicken leg and gave it to herself.
Lin Boyu, who originally thought he would get another chicken drumstick: ...
Lin Anru followed suit and picked up a big chicken wing for her daughter, and then picked up the other one for herself.
There is almost nothing left of a whole chicken except the wings and legs, not to mention that these two chicken legs are pistol legs.
Lin Boyu: …
Helplessly, he reached out to grab a piece of chicken breast.
Before he even put down his chopsticks, his father's voice rang out:
"The chicken breast is for your grandparents, you eat the rest."
It is a tradition here to honor the elderly with chicken breast.
When people are not well fed, the chickens raised at home won't get very fat. The only part of a chicken that has more meat is the breast.
So whenever a son shows filial piety to his parents or a daughter goes home to visit them, it is a very proud thing to bring chicken breast with them.
Lin Boyu: …
He really couldn't stay in this house for even a moment longer.
…
The autumn harvest only lasts a few days.
After the harvest, each family would leave one or two children to dry the herbs, while the others would start collecting herbs in a hurry.
Every few days, Lin Anji had to pull a truck and send it to the county town.
"Today, the young man told me that he didn't know what was going on with the higher-ups, but they asked us to buy more herbs."
After Lin Anji came back, he told everyone what he had heard.
"Isn't this a good thing? We can only get paid if someone collects it."
The one who said this was Sun.
They have a lot of medicinal herbs planted in their main house, and she worries every day that she won’t be able to sell them.
"Yes, it's a good thing, but it's a little strange."
The two men unloaded the empty baskets, and finally lifted down the basket in the middle that was filled with copper coins.
"How is it strange?" Lin Shiyu asked.
"Logically, if the purchase volume is large, shouldn't the price be pushed down? But it's the complete opposite. The price is quite high. Look, we made a lot more this time."
Not only did he find this strange, but everyone in the clinic also found it strange, otherwise the guy in the clinic wouldn't have complained to him.
The herbs they sell are not expensive because they are common and plentiful due to the geographical location, and they earn purely from their hard work.
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