MTL - After Dressing Up As a Stepmother, I Transformed the Whole Family Into Working In the Fields

Instructed Yin Le to pick up the children from school in the afternoon. After Qin Yao drove the children to school, he drove the carriage into the city.

Song Yu and Liu Zhong had to run to the county town every day during this period. They met Bai Shan selling some fresh fruits brought from the south in the city. It had been some time since he had returned.

We also set up a fixed stall to sell fruits, and the business was very good.

Qin Yao entered the city, walked along the street, and soon saw the unique fruit stall.

On the table made of banana leaves, there are white peaches, red plums, melons, and stuffed lychees, all of which are rarely seen in a small place like Kaiyang County.

So even though this stall sells frighteningly high prices, it is still surrounded by housekeepers from various governments who come out to buy, for fear that they will not be able to grab the freshest goods.

Qin Yao stood aside and waited for a full quarter of an hour before the crowd dispersed.

Within this quarter of an hour, the fruit on the stall had been sold out.

 The wealthy families are not short of money, and they all take it in baskets.

Qin Yao smelled the fruity fragrance wafting in the air and fanned herself with her hands, still feeling unbearably thirsty.

Took out fifty coins and bought a bowl of iced drink at the water stall. He drank it in one gulp and then approached Bai Shan who was counting the money.

She yelled, and Bai Shan, who was counting the money, was so frightened that he took the money into his arms and raised his head warily. He thought he was some daring robber. Unexpectedly, he met Qin Yao's teasing smile and was stunned for a moment. .

"It's you!" Bai Shan complained, "I was shocked."

"It's quite profitable." Qin Yao glanced at the box full of money in his arms with envy, and sighed: "There are still many rich people in this city, and white peaches worth fifty cents a pound are also taken in baskets. It seems that We don’t have to worry about selling the cold melons in our village this summer.”

Bai Shan was delighted, "Is the melon ripe?"

Seeing Qin Yao smiling and nodding, he quickly closed the money box and asked the waiter to close the stall first. He led Qin Yao to the water stall next to him and ordered two bowls of the cheapest herbal tea.

He said politely: "These fruits are just a few cents of hard-earned money, nothing profitable."

 It’s strange that Qin Yao believed him.

 Hard work is indeed hard work. After all, we were engaged in long-distance freight transportation in ancient times, and the journey was inevitably difficult.

 But the profit is also huge, not to mention twice, but double.

However, it is a rule not to interfere too much in other people's business. Qin Yao talked about this year's melon harvest in the village and asked Bai Shan when he would be free to go over and see for himself.

“You asked someone to tell me last time that you collected as many cold melons as you could. Does that still count?” Qin Yao asked tentatively.

 Bai Shan took two big sips of herbal tea to moisten his dry throat. Then he nodded and said with a smile: "It makes sense, but the quantity is too large. I will definitely not charge as much as last year."

Qin Yao was mentally prepared, "Okay, then when will you come?"

Bai Shan calculated the time and looked at the sun. It was just noon, "Then let's do it today!"

Qin Yao was very happy, "Then let's leave now?"

“Hey, finish this bowl of herbal tea.” Bai Shan shouted.

Qin Yao curled her lips in disgust, "I'm not thirsty."

Fine. Bai Shan picked up her untouched bowl of herbal tea and drank it together without wasting a drop.

Bai Shan went back to his residence to pick up the horse, while Qin Yao drove out of the city. The two met on the outskirts of the city and drove to Liujiacun together.

Arrived in the village in the middle of the afternoon, Qin Yao asked each family to pick melons and bring them to the village well to gather them so that Bai Shan could be appraised.

 This evening, the small village was extremely lively.

Those who grow melons at home hold their carefully selected melons and wait expectantly and anxiously for Bai Shan to evaluate them.

There was no one to grow melons at home, so he came over with his rice bowl and ate melons to join in the fun. The children were the happiest. Every time a melon was opened, after Bai Shan picked up a piece, Qin Yao would give the melon to them to share.

Every child in the village had a portion, and some even got a second piece after eating one piece. The whole evening, the village was full of children’s happy laughter.

However, after the price came out, some people were happy and some were sad.

Qin Yao's family and Liu dung egg house, one pound of twenty texts.

 Old Han Liu’s family’s income is twelve cents per catty.

 The remaining ten coins per catty were all given for Qin Yao's sake.

 Otherwise, he really doesn’t want to accept these crooked melons.

However, if it is ten cents per catty, you can still make some money by selling it to a distant town because there are no competing products.

Maybe it was because Qin Yao’s watermelon sold for 30 yuan a pound last year, which brought great expectations to the villagers. Suddenly faced with a price that was reduced by three times, it was a bit difficult to accept for a while.

Those who planted more melons also agreed.

Those who had few melons at home decided to sell them themselves.

 But there are still a few complaints.

Yin Le sarcastically said: "Although it rained heavily this year and God was not kind, but with the same seeds and the same rain, why can other people grow 20 cents per pound? How much effort did it take for you to grow it yourself?" Liang Gua knows it well."

“Besides, the ten cents are not low anymore. They are all crooked melons and they don’t look good. Thank God if they can be sold for money.”

 The complaining villagers suddenly became dark-faced, but they also knew that they were not as concerned as others and had nothing to say, so they accepted it.

On the day when Bai Shan came to collect the goods with his car, the money actually fell into his hands, and the villagers no longer complained. They secretly decided to grow the cold melons next year and try to sell them for 20 cents per catty.

Liu Fedan's family grew a thousand catties, and twenty cents per catty equaled twenty taels of silver.

 When the money was in hand, everyone was stunned.

 The villagers were also dumbfounded, there were so many!

The villagers who did not go to collect melon seeds this year almost regretted it.

 Zhang planted two acres of melon land. Due to the heavy rain, subsequent efforts to save only 1,300 catties, twelve coppers per catty, and fifteen taels of silver were obtained.

This was a huge amount of income. Mrs. Zhang was so happy that she couldn't help urging Liu Fei to get married, "I already have the betrothal gift, which girl do you have your eyes on? Mom, I'll give it to you right now." Go and propose marriage!”

Liu Fei, who was eating a melon, trembled when he heard this, dropped the melon rind, covered his ears and fled the scene.

Behind him were four brothers and sisters, Dalang, Jinbao, Jinhua and Damao, plus Xiao Laifu and other half-grown girls and boys from the village. The long line made the villagers laugh.

 “You’re still a child, why are you so anxious?” the patriarch teased Old Man Liu and Mr. Zhang.

 Old man Liu couldn't help but laugh out loud. He was so angry that Mrs. Zhang gave him a hammer secretly, nodded to Qin Yao, turned around and stormed home.

Qin Yao shook her head in amusement and continued to help the villagers weigh and settle accounts.

This time the melon-growing villagers had at least two taels of silver credited to their account, and the most was Liu Dungdan, who had twenty taels credited to his account.

Qin Yao kept half of his five acres of land for himself to eat, and sold the rest for seventy-two taels of silver.

The melon was sold, the matter of raising funds to invest in shares was brought up again, and everything became natural.

The villagers actively participated. Those who could not buy one share pooled one share together from two or three families. In the end, a total of 2,080 taels of silver were raised.

Qin Yao spent another 1,000 taels of his own money, making a total investment of 1,200 taels, and the comprehensive upgrade of the stationery factory was officially launched.