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She still seemed a little concerned, afraid that she might accidentally confuse the information.

So, she cleverly invited Zhu Cuihua to be her assistant to ensure that in the future settlement process, no unnecessary disputes would arise due to errors in unit prices.

"Cuihua, come and help me. I'm worried that I might have recognized the wrong person and mixed up the unit prices."

Ran He took the initiative to invite, with a hint of sincerity in his tone.

Zhu Cuihua readily agreed after hearing this. She was always willing to help her friends and thought it was a rare honor to be able to help Ran He solve his problems.

The village director stepped forward first, and Ran He without hesitation reported a number that shocked everyone - five cents per catty, which was half of what Xiao Goudan had proposed.

The village director's brows unconsciously knitted together. As the leader of the entire village, he couldn't help but wonder in his heart whether Ran He had considered his face by bargaining so directly.

Although he had some complaints in his heart, he did not dare to speak out his opposition directly, for fear of accidentally angering this key figure and causing the situation to become even more delicate.

The registration process was over, but the village chief did not leave immediately. Ran He raised his eyebrows, his eyes full of confusion: "Are there any other things that need to be dealt with?"

The village chief realized his mistake and quickly stepped aside, deciding to wait and see how others dealt with the situation.

In the team, Wu's mother and Ma Er couldn't wait and scrambled to complete the registration first, as if they both wanted to know their fate as soon as possible.

When it was Wu's mother's turn, Ran He just raised his eyes slightly and quickly wrote down her name, and the price column was filled in with "three cents".

An expression of disbelief suddenly emerged on Wu's mother's face. The village director could still earn five cents, but for her, the remuneration was reduced by more than half, almost less than half of Xiao Gou Dan's standard.

But she seemed to have forgotten that in the insignificant network of relationships between her and Ran He, being included in the mushroom picking team was already a special favor.

At this time, Zhu Cuihua on the side said coldly: "Giving you three cents is already very polite. Considering what you did to Ran He before, if it were me, let alone giving you money, I wouldn't even think of letting you join!"

These words were undoubtedly like pouring cold water on one's head, causing Wu's mother to suddenly become furious.

Mother Wu glared at Zhu Cuihua fiercely, complaining in her heart, what does this have to do with her? Ran He hadn't expressed his opinion yet, but she acted like the master, pointing fingers, which made people unhappy.

However, when she heard that someone might only get a quote of one cent, three cents suddenly seemed less unacceptable.

She secretly swore that as long as she collected more, even if it was only a hundred kilograms a day, she would earn three hundred coins!

Wu's mother left the team angrily and followed the village director closely. Ma Er felt very uneasy and full of anxiety and uneasiness.

The lowest price is already three cents, is there anyone who would offer a lower price?

He was enveloped by a mixture of tension and fear. It was not until Ran He's pen fell and wrote "Three Articles" that the huge rock in his heart finally settled down. At least, he did not fall into the lowest group.

In comparison, the dream of ten cents per pound that I once fantasized about, or even the compromise of five cents, has become out of reach.

Now, Ma Er’s only wish is that his price will not be lower than three cents, and he is already grateful for that.

After the registration was over, Ma Er didn't even dare to look at Ran He again, as if he was afraid of reading some information in those eyes that he couldn't bear, so he left in a hurry.

All these changes surprised Ran He.

Usually, this man always feels good about himself and thinks that he is still obsessed with her, so every time they meet, they have to engage in a complicated drama.

However, today he was acting out of character and didn't even glance at her. This sudden "consideration" made her feel a little surprised and puzzled.

Ma Er had no choice but to cover his face with his hands and wipe away his tears secretly. The pain in his heart surged like the tide, but he could only swallow the bitterness alone.

For him, that punishment was not just physical pain, but also a fear that would never be erased from the depths of his heart. Even today, when the physical pain has faded, the lesson is like a brand, constantly reminding him of the boundaries and what should not be crossed in his actions.

The subsequent registration work progressed rapidly. The purchase price for most villagers was set at three cents per pound, and those who had had unpleasant experiences with Ran He almost all fell into this category, which seemed to convey a silent judgment without making a sound.

Of course, Ran He was also generous and magnanimous. He gave a generous five cents per pound to those neighbors who were not close friends but still lent a hand after the family split and did not gossip about him behind his back.

Such an arrangement not only demonstrates her fairness, but also delicately balances interpersonal relationships.

When Ran He changed his pen style and solemnly wrote down the names of Gougoudan and Zhu Cuihua, and marked them with a uniform price of ten cents per pound, the air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Zhu Cuihua's eyes widened in disbelief and surprise.

She had never expected that she would receive such an honor. Ran He's kindness was like a warm current that struck her heart and moved her to the point of tears.

This is not only the value of money, but also the recognition of her personality, proving that there is no prejudice in Ran He's eyes. Xiao Goudan's equal treatment of her is the most intuitive interpretation of justice.

All of this was seen by Wu's mother who was not far away.

The book clearly recorded that Goudan's mushrooms were ten cents per pound. This was almost an open secret to the entire village, so she was not too surprised.

However, when her eyes fell on Zhu Cuihua's name and saw the same high price, Wu's mother couldn't help but feel puzzled. Why could Zhu Cuihua enjoy such a special experience?

Zhu Cuihua caught Mother Wu's scrutinizing gaze, and a provocative smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She raised her eyebrows slightly, as if to say, "Even if you are dissatisfied, what can you do?"

This silent confrontation instantly sparked a subtle spark in this small space.

The pricing has been finalized. Starting tomorrow, villagers will be able to pick mushrooms and fungus by themselves and exchange them for the heavy silver.

The crowd gradually dispersed, not out of dissatisfaction. After all, picking mushrooms is a job that everyone can participate in, and the extra income makes everyone happy.

"Ran He, your new custom-made bed is almost finished. It can be installed as soon as the house renovation is completed."

The assembly of large objects always requires the pre-production of various parts, which are then assembled one by one. Otherwise, how could such a large bed possibly pass through a narrow door?

"Okay, thank you for your notice."

Although the old bed is acceptable, the desire for new things is a common secret among people.

"Then I will go home and tell my mother-in-law the good news."