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"You have to find a place to store the food."

"Just put it in my house."

Lin Anru shook her head: "No, your house is too 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 buy a few dozen kilograms at best.

"No, no, no, village chief." Lin Anru smiled and shook his 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 them?"

According to the previous practice, we would sell herbs once a month, so we would have to buy food every month.

These grains are public property and we won’t eat them every day. They will go bad if left alone.

Besides, that was a lot of money he spent, and 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 whole 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 joking?"

"determine."

The village chief hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice: "Is there no possibility of further reduction?"

“You can only increase, not decrease.”

Village Chief: ...I have 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."

The villagers now 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 grain, so it would be better to use them to grow herbs and cultivate the land 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 reserve grain in the village, 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 in high spirits.

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 to try, but still to no avail.

"Grandpa must have sneaked back 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?"

"Yes."

"Yes."

……

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, smiling happily, carried her child back to the house and waited.

Seeing this, the others decided to go back and interrogate their men to satisfy their curiosity.

Unfortunately, when their men came back, they couldn't get any information.

……

That night, the third room ate delicious chicken.

The old hens are raised for almost a whole year and are free-range. They only need a little salt and nothing else to make the soup, which is enough to make you salivate.

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 give will cut some meat to bring back for their families.

Otherwise, the smell would attract a group of people to sniff at the wall.

"too delicious!"

Lin Shiyu narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

Traveling through time to this dynasty, only the authentic and natural food here can comfort my soul.

"Eat more."

Liu picked up the big chicken leg from the pot and gave it to her, and 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 eat chicken breast to honor the elderly.

When people are not well fed, the chickens raised at home will not get very fat. The only part of a chicken that has more meat is the breast.

Therefore, 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 any longer.

……

There are only a few days left for the autumn harvest.

After the harvest, only one or two children from each family would be left to dry the herbs, while the others would begin to collect them in a hurry.

Every few days, Lin Anji had to pull a truck to the county town.

"Today, my brother told me that he didn't know what the higher-ups were doing, 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 our money."

The one who said this was Sun.

Their main house has a lot of medicinal herbs planted in it, 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 middle basket filled with copper coins.

"How is it strange?" Lin Shiyu asked.

"Logically speaking, if the purchase volume is large, shouldn't the price be pushed down? But it's completely the opposite, the price is still quite high. Look, the money we made from the sale this time was much higher."

Not only did he find this strange, but everyone in the clinic also found it strange, otherwise the guy in the clinic would not have complained to him.

The herbs they sell are not expensive because they are common and abundant due to the geographical location, and they make their money purely from their hard work.