Chapter 238： harvest food

Chapter 238 Harvest Food

Although the old Ma Clan suggested 10%, Mrs. Hu felt that the price was too low, and the villagers might have opinions.

In the end, Village Chief Hu and the others negotiated together and asked the villagers to sell the grain to Lao Wang's family, but first they only received 30% of the deposit. Later, Wang Chuanman sold the grain, and then made up the remaining 70%.

If something happens in the middle, they won't hold the Wang family accountable, they just need to make up for it later.

The people in the village never thought that the Wang family would lie to them. They have been with the old Wang family for 17 years. Everyone knows the virtues of each family.

Naturally, there is no such thing as yang and yin.

If the old Wang family really lied to them and wanted to swallow the rest of the money, then they would treat them as the wrong person, and naturally they would not have to deal with them in the future.

It's just this result, they didn't think about that.

If the old Wang family were really that kind of people, they would never rent their land to them, would not charge such a low rent, let alone give them such good crops.

The people of the Lao Wang family learned that the villagers were willing to let them pay 30% of the deposit first, not to mention how happy they were.

"Don't say anything else, the atmosphere of our village is really good!" Wang Chuangui's eyes were full of emotion. He had been in Baozipu for a long time, and he had seen everyone, treacherous, vicious, and petty cheap.

Mrs. Wang glanced at him: "Everything is heart-to-heart and has a clear conscience. Do you really think that my father and I have been taking advantage of me for more than ten years?"

Their old Wang family is so poor, not only because of the large population, but also because Mrs. Wang, knowingly or not, gave all the money from the family to the villagers.

You don’t need to keep too much at home, just make sure these cubs don’t die.

They were outsiders at that time. If they really did a great job, the villagers would not necessarily appreciate them.

On the contrary, if they have always been soft and weak, and warm-hearted, they will definitely be treated well.

How can there be any simplicity in the world for no reason?

It’s just a matter of laying the groundwork in place, and it’s a matter of course.

These words, Mrs. Wang was too lazy to tell those elm knots, and she said it for nothing.

Only Xiao Ayu was secretly happy in her heart.

She knew that the people in the village were all good, because when the food was harvested, Xiao Ayu went from house to house, and everyone let them drink a little spiritual water.

It was only mixed with a little cool and white Wanling water, and the villagers were still able to pull it through. After that, everyone was more refreshed.

No one fell.

This confirms what the elf told Xiao Ayu before, that wicked people can't drink Wanling Water, if they have great evil thoughts in their hearts, Wanling Water is likely to kill them.

The people from the Dragon Clan wanted to be detrimental to them before, so Xiao Ayu planned to give them the Wanling Water.

Those bad uncles are so bad, they will definitely get sick if they drink water.

was only interrupted by Chitu and the others.

It took two days for the villagers to get rid of the food they wanted to eat, the grain they wanted to keep, and a small part of the food they wanted to give away.

sorted out two thousand stone grains.

Rice, barley, wheat, soybeans, mung beans, peas, broad beans, there are some.

Some were harvested some time ago, while others were matured recently.

During the busy farming season of more than a month, all kinds of grains were collected one after another, and the quantity was very considerable.

One stone of grain is about 120 catties, and a donkey cart can hold 5 stones.

Now there are only seven donkey carts in the entire Hujia Village, which can only hold thirty-five stone.

If you want more luck, you have to buy more.

"Our family will buy three more donkey carts, and we will make up ten carts. The other grains will be put away first. After this trip is sold out, we will sell them when we come back. We don't have to eat into a big fat man in one go." Wang Chuanman had already started collecting When it comes to food, my brain starts to move.

(end of this chapter)