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Just as Wang Chunxing was thinking of using her own blade to kill someone, Qin Wuya happily counted the silver coins in her hands, and even let go of the last copper coin in her pocket.

After the addiction of money, Wuya saw that the sun was rising and no one would come up to the Western Mountain, so she decided to wash up by the stream and take a good bath as well, thinking that tomorrow she could say goodbye to the beggars.

When they reached the stream, Wu Ya put down the wooden basin in his hand and found a stone to smash apart the shell. He took out the paste substances inside and put them all into the basin, intending to wash the clothes first and then take a bath, in case he wet the clean clothes later.

The agaric on the west mountain were all wild and not artificially bred, so the quantity was not much. Perhaps after she pluck a few more waves, the road to wealth would be more or less cut off, so if she wanted to earn it, she would have to wait until next year?

Thinking about it, Qin Wuya's hands couldn't help but pause for a moment, as she stopped working. The wild agaric s in the wild all relied too much on the season. It was a rather opportunistic way to make money. As long as it was a speculation, there would be a day where it would be over. If she didn't think of a long-term solution, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to live a good life.

Furthermore, the agaric Wu Ya had already picked one season of spring ear, after a few months, there would still be a season of autumn ear to use, but the quantity was only this much. If she worked hard and spent a few more hours harvesting and sunning herself, she would still be able to earn three or four large pieces of money in the fall when she reached Eastroad City. There wouldn't be much more than that.

Furthermore, even a village worker in his prime might not be able to earn that much even after working for three or four months. Thus, Wuya was able to earn a lot in this business. However, Wuya thought that this silver was still not enough.

It was not that Wuya couldn't stand the benefits of getting the big money, it was just that Clear Water Town, a low-class person, needed a lot of money to pay for it.

Before, when Qin Wuya was still in Qin family, she only knew that money was hard to earn, but she did not know how high the prices of the low-grade goods were. Now, after a few days of running around in the town, after a few rounds, she finally realized how outrageously high the prices of the goods were.

For the past few days, Wuya bought pots and pans, clothes, shoes, firewood, oil, and salt, one by one, one by one. He had picked the cheapest and most ordinary goods, but still lost a lot of money.

It was a hot summer day, and Wuya seemed to be enjoying the day on the mountain, but after all, he had been blessed by the sun.

Even further back, if the sun had cooled down, the temperature on the mountain would have dropped. Wu Ya's house did not have a blanket, so she did not need a blanket, and she did not need food or food. How could she just survive like that?

In fact, the agaric's methods were not that difficult. Putting aside the more modern materials required, there was an older method that was very suitable for it. It was called the 'Wooden Cutting Technique'. It was said that this method had thousands of years of history, even though it wasn't as easy as the ones cultivated by the technology. He only needed to find a suitable deciduous tree to cut it down during the third or ninth day of winter, and rely on the agaric spores to spread and breed naturally. It was a bit like relying on the heavens to eat, but the yield was little, but it was much stronger than the natural ones in the wild.

This method did not have much skill, but it was very tiring. Although Qin Wuya was a female, but in the end, this male had the word 'female', and her physique determined everything.

Chopping down trees was hard work, so how could it be easy for a person to do it? It had to be known that the trees that raised agaric had to be old enough. A small tree that did not have many years to grow was naturally not feasible.

No one entered the Western Mountain all year round. However, there were a lot of big trees, which were very suitable for cultivating agaric. However, even a strong man would need two or three people to help out from such a large tree. If she could open it with her golden fingers or bend over it, she would be making a fool of herself.

It was as difficult as if Wuya wanted to build a wooden house on the western mountain, Wuya currently had some money on hand so he could hire strong men to help him cut down trees and build a house, he could also hire them to help him cut down trees and plant agaric, but the problem was, no one in the western mountain was willing to come up.

Wuya felt a bit helpless, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, her current situation was the same as the saying, success is the west mountain, defeat is also the west mountain.

Wu Ya was a person with a calm and stubborn personality. Although many times he would turn a blind eye to many things, it was not always like this. There were some things that she could not understand even if she wanted to. She would take up the time and not get entangled in it. She would only wait for the boat to reach the end of the bridge. Wherever she went, she would do it.

As for the matter of earning money, Wu Ya was like this, for the time being, he would put it aside. As long as he could not think of it, he would not think of it, so why make things difficult for himself?

Wuya was not someone who was in the mood. It was likely that she had some silver coins on her hands, so she was not really in a hurry.

After all, at the beginning of winter, Wu Ya still had a Western Mountain agaric that could be exchanged with some silver. Furthermore, after half a month, they would be able to produce a new fruit sauce, which would probably give a lot of rewards to the Zhang Mansion. If he could not find a way out by then, it would be possible to find a nice house in the village and rent a room for himself.

If he was afraid that Lady Wang would cause trouble for him, he would then find a tavern in the town that was almost full of food. Although he had to spend some money, it wasn't impossible.

Qin Wuya, who had understood the situation, worked even harder. In less than four hours, she had already harvested most of the wild herbs on the western mountain. If it wasn't for the fact that Wuya's energy was so strong that she didn't need to look at the rocky beach by the stream, she would have still continued harvesting.

It was not that Wuya was anxious, it was because today's work depended on the sky for food. The sun was shining brightly in the sky for the past few days, but who knew if the emperor would make a beauty out of it in just a few days?

Wuya thought to himself that the saying of the ancients was not unreasonable. If he didn't take advantage of the weather to get his feet wet, then he would have to eat without food for several days after the heavy rain.

This time, Wu Yazi was right. On the morning of the third day, Wu Ya roasted two pieces of corn for himself early before he went to collect the agaric at the rock beach.

This time the quantity was a little too big, Wuya carried eight or nine baskets with him in one go, after working hard for a long time, he finally filled them all up. Unexpectedly, as soon as the tank was filled, Wu Ya noticed that something was wrong with the smell around her. She felt as if the air was mixed with the smell of grass and soil. It was obviously dry and dry under the scorching sun, but why did it feel like water was added to the air all of a sudden?

In his panic, Wu Ya saw a cold, wet breeze blow past his face, leaving him unable to open his eyes, even though he was covered in dust and leaves.

Not good! Wu Ya was alarmed, it was going to rain heavily soon.

Ignoring the dirt and leaves on her face, Wu Ya narrowed her eyes and hurriedly hung the basket beside her. Her left upper arm had three upper arms, and her right hand had three upper arms. When she saw there was nowhere else to hang them, she tied another one around her neck.

Along the way, they ran in a hurry, and on top of the bumpy mountain road, Wu Ya's basket of vines was continuously filled with dried agaric which fell out of it. Wu Ya was anxious to not care about the pain, and just increased his speed as he ran, the dark and frightening sky in front of him made his heart jump.

This was going to be a storm!