Farming at the beginning, I rely on business to counterattack and become a princess

Chapter 32
As soon as Wen Patriarch entered the room, he said angrily: "You boy, don't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face, do you want to be torn apart by these people?"

"No, no, patriarch, look at my poor house, I have nothing, I have no choice."

"Okay, it's impossible for you to sell it at a high price. You can only sell it at the price you heard. Next year's corvee will not send your family in rotation."

"Hey, Patriarch, how about I sell it for 95 Wen a bucket?"

"I think you are looking for a beating!" The patriarch swung his crutches and was about to beat someone.

"Don't, don't, patriarch——" Wen Sanjin rushed out with his head in his arms, and broke through the door.

Although a behind-the-scenes deal has been reached, Wen Sanjin still has to put on a show of blood loss:

"Since the patriarch has spoken, I'm not the one who doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. Well, I'll suffer a big loss, and I'll pay the price according to the news. But my harvest is not much, and I have to keep a stone for myself. ha."

"Hmph! You're being good when you get a cheap price." Someone made another complaint.

"Okay, everyone line up, each family can only buy one bucket at most, those two lying on the ground get up quickly, and don't get in the way." In order to avoid further disputes, the patriarch immediately stopped it.

So, Aunt Xie and Widow Li, who had been pretending to be dead on the ground with their ears upright, immediately got up and went back to their respective camps.

"It's only one bucket, how is that enough?" Someone was still not satisfied.

"Patriarch, why don't you tell Wen Dao to sell more."

"That's right, there are only two people in their family, so it's enough to keep five buckets."

Oh, what a disaster, the fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond, no eyes to see, no ears to hear.

Wen Xiang immediately retracted her head, dragged Wen Dao down from the wall, went back to the room, and closed the door, really wanting to let the dog bite someone.

In this world, it is really the same wherever you go, good people are deceived, and flowers are picked when they bloom.

The good mood of earning 12 taels of silver was ruined by this group of white-eyed wolves.

Is our family so easy to bully?Wen Xiang clenched his fists and waved fiercely towards the air a few times: Hmph, you better be individuals, otherwise, I will let you taste the iron fist of SHism.

Wen Xiang was ruthless in her heart, and decided that she must never be taken advantage of in the future. Her family's status in the village is still too low. It is unreasonable for everyone to want to take advantage of it. She must improve her social status.

So how do you improve your social status?Wen Xiang paced back and forth in the room, after thinking about it, he felt that it was nothing more than money and power.

Money, you can find a way to earn it slowly, right, the little girl is a little powerless.

What's the matter?Wen Xiang's eyes could not help but fall on Wen Dao: It seems that it is time for the eldest brother to shine.

Wen Dao, who was packing sweet potatoes, was stared at suspiciously by Wen Xiang——, what's the matter?

"Brother——, don't tidy up, come, come, sit down, sit down, we brothers and sisters have a good chat." Wen Xiang smiled and tugged on the elder brother's sleeve, forced a little girl coquettish posture, intending to Discuss life with Brother Wen Dao.

"What are you talking about?"

Wen Xiang carefully considered the words, and decided to insinuate first: "Brother, what ideal do you have in this life? What pursuit do you have?"

"Ideal? Pursuit? What is that?"

"Hey, what are your ambitions? What kind of person do you want to be? What kind of height do you want to achieve in life?"

"I do not understand you?"

"Oh, worrying people! That's fine, let me just say, do you want to be a high-ranking official?" Wen Xiang decided not to pretend and had a showdown.

"This—hey, I, I am a farmer, how dare I want to be an official?"

"What's wrong with the farmers? The country is based on the people, and the people depend on food. Agriculture is the foundation of the country. You still look down on the farmers; besides, Zhuge Liang is still——the minister is a commoner, and he is farming in Nanyang."

"You still know that the country is based on the people, who taught you? However, this is quite right!" Wen Dao didn't catch the point at all, but muttered to himself "The country is based on the people, "Food is heaven".

Wen Xiang couldn't help but rolled her eyes: "Brother, isn't that the point?"

"Then, who is Zhuge Liang?"

"You don't care who he is, in short, the farmer is just a starting point. The starting point, do you understand? As long as we are willing, daring, and capable, we may be able to enter the court, become a great minister, and be known to the princes in the future."

"Wen Xiang! What nonsense are you talking about? You dare to say what is known to the princes." Wen Dao immediately changed his face, and quickly lowered his voice, as if he was afraid that others would hear it.

"I mean let's work hard and be a high-ranking official who does practical things for the people."

"Alas - alas -" Wen Dao did not utter a word for a long time.

Wen Xiang raised her head and saw that her elder brother had a sad face and a dejected look on his face. As for it, he just failed the college entrance examination a few times, no, it can only be said that he failed the high school entrance examination.

"It's just my elder brother's stupidity, he couldn't go to school, and let his parents down."

"Brother, just say you want to?"

"What's the use of thinking, big brother is dull——"

"Just think about it." Wen Xiang interrupted Wen Dao's self-pity, "Isn't it just an exam, practice the whole question bank, there is nothing wrong with it, practice makes perfect."

"Brother, no, no." Wen Dao shook his head and refused.

Wen Xiang is speechless: You are a man who opens and closes his mouth and says "no, no". Is it appropriate?

"How do you know if you haven't tried it?"

"Haven't I tried it?" Wen Dao raised his head at 45 degrees with a sad face, feeling like he was hit by a girl's arrow.

"Hehe, what I mean is, you haven't tried the test bank exercises yet." Wen Xiang apologized.

"I don't know what question bank or not. I don't understand. We need to farm well now and save more money so that we can get more dowry for you in the future. In this way, our parents can feel at ease under the nine springs."

Wen Xiang was convinced: "Fuck, what the hell, this can also involve dowry, it's absolutely amazing, let's not talk about it, let's go to eat, feel stuffy."

Wen Xiang was sulking with anger for two days, Wen Dao didn't notice at all, he went to harvest soybeans on his own, he was so angry that he felt lonely.

Fortunately, the patriarch was sensible and didn't let those white-eyed wolves continue to eat their own sweet potatoes, otherwise, she would really explode in anger.

Wen Xiang was angry and angry, but seeing his elder brother working hard alone, he felt a little bit uneasy, what should I do?Now that she is angry, she doesn't want to go down to the ground to help with the work.

She thought about it, and suddenly thought of Tusun: why don't you ask him to be a helper and give him a little more wages, so that he can be rewarded for his help in collecting honey last time, and secondly, he can make money with his own labor, which will also save face, both of you Xiangyi, good, good.

Wen Xiang did what he said, without asking for Wen Dao's opinion, and ran to Tusun's house.

When Wen Xiang expressed his intentions, Tusun was quite interested. During the busy farming season, he used to sell his labor force everywhere. To whom did he sell it? Normally, he had to recommend himself, but now others come to his door automatically, which is really not used to.

"Tusun, how much is the labor cost when we usually hire helpers in our village?"

"Well, generally speaking, the wages of a day laborer range from [-] to [-] yuan. The exact amount depends on whether it is the busy farming season and whether the work is heavy or not?"

"Then I'll pay [-] Wen a day and hire you to help my family harvest soybeans. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)