Whose farming family has the male protagonist giving three piglets as a gift at the beginning?

"Big sister, your backpack is filled with three baskets in total. The first basket is five and a half catties, the second basket is five catties and two ounces, and the third basket is five catties and six ounces, which is exactly sixteen catties. I set a price for each one, eight cents per catty, so the total is one hundred and twenty-eight cents. Please count."

Su Ziling calculated that her mushroom jam was sold for fifty cents a jar last year. If she charged too high a price, she would have to pay compensation.

Moreover, the Atractylodes lancea is different from the Chicken Mushroom. The Chicken Mushroom is rare and valuable, but this Atractylodes lancea is everywhere in the mountains and no one wants it, so eight cents is just the right price. However, this means that the price of mushroom sauce will have to be raised this year.

Last year, she sold a jar for fifty cents. That was because mushrooms had basically no cost. She hired people to go up the mountain to pick them. They made a dozen cents a day, and they could pick thirty to fifty kilograms of mushrooms a day. So she basically didn't spend any money on mushrooms.

This year, the price is eight cents per pound, so the cost has increased a bit, and the price of mushroom sauce has to be increased appropriately. I just don’t know if everyone can accept it.

"How much?" The older sister really couldn't hold it in and her voice broke.

"One hundred and twenty-eight coins. Did you count correctly?" Seeing that she was still in a daze, Su Ziling raised his hand, "Big sister?"

"Yes, yes, here it is." Her face was a little stiff, as if she didn't know how to smile, and her hands were shaking a little. Even until the money was in her hands, she was still a little bit unbelieving.

"This, is all mine?"

"Yes, they are all yours. What's the matter? Do you think the price I gave you is too low?"

"No, no, no, it's very high. I just didn't expect that this mushroom is worth so much money."

Looking at the mushrooms all over the mountains, she had guessed earlier that they would be three or five cents per pound at most, and she had even thought about one cent per pound.

After all, there are a lot of these mushrooms, so many that they are a bit rampant. Unlike the umbrella mushrooms, there are not so many of them, and most of them grow in cornfields. So she can understand that the price is a bit high, but she didn't expect that these poisonous mushrooms are worth so much.

How long had she been searching? If she had been in the mountains all day, wouldn't she have been able to find only three or five hundred coins a day?

If the whole family comes together, wouldn't it be possible to earn one or two taels of silver a day?

Not only did she think so, everyone present was a little frightened.

You have to know that they only earn three to five hundred coins a month as laborers, and that's when there's work. If there's no work, they'll probably earn even less.

But now, picking mushrooms is almost as much as half a month's wages for them?

"Oh my goodness, eight cents a pound, how come this poisonous mushroom is so valuable?"

"Shh! Don't talk, and don't bargain for us again."

"Next, uncle, you come."

"Well, all right, weigh mine."

The man sat down and watched her picking mushrooms. Su Ziling picked and chose, "Uncle, your mushroom picking is not as good as my elder sister's. There are so many mosses and pine needles. The mud underneath also needs to be cleaned up. Look at this pile of mushrooms, it must be one or two taels, right? It's a weight."

"And this, this, this, you can't have it, it's poisonous, you can't eat it, don't pick it up next time, and remember to throw it in the ditch when you go out later."

"Okay, I'll remember that. I'll definitely clean it up next time." The man blushed a little.

"Your total is 14 catties, 112 coins. Take it and count it to see if it's correct. You still have 2 catties of mushrooms in your backpack. You can fry them when you get home later."

"Okay, got it." He responded like this, but in fact he didn't hear a word I said.

My mind is full of thoughts. I just went for a walk up the mountain and picked up more than a hundred coins!

Get rich! ! !

The man was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling. The people around him were already impatient waiting, "Yongzi, go over there and let us weigh it."

"That's right, go count over there."

The people behind him couldn't wait any longer and pushed him away. The man didn't get angry, but went to the side to count the coins with a smile.

"Yours is quite clean, but there are too many lying on the board. These, these, remember, you can't take them. Bring them back next time. I won't accept your mushrooms."

"No, no, I'll remember that there will definitely be no mushrooms next time."

"Here you go. Yours is ten jin, eighty coins. Yours looks like a lot, but there are more lying on the board."

The man was not angry either, "Yes, yes, yes, Miss Su is right, I remember it."

Now, who cares about what she says? The heavy copper coins completely absorbed their attention.

"Aunt, your thirteen pounds costs one hundred and four cents."

"Brother, your 15 jin is not bad. You picked up so many, and you haven't picked any poisonous mushrooms yet. And your mushrooms are the ones that change the least color. I'll give you 120 coins. Take it."

The boy was about fourteen or fifteen years old. Su Ziling praised him a few words, which made him so shy that he lowered his head to his chest.

As the rain outside gradually subsided, the number of people in the house also decreased. After receiving the money, many people lowered their heads and counted the money outside the door.

I counted them over and over again, and never got tired of it.

"Hey, how much are you?"

"One hundred coins, you?"

"Hey, a little more than you, one hundred and twenty!"

"How many times have you counted, kid? Keep counting!"

"I am happy with your care! You are still talking about me. You have counted it over and over again."

"I have ninety cents, hehe, but I am content. When the rain stops, I think another crop will grow. Tomorrow, I will get up early, pick some for a day, and send them directly to Miss Su in the afternoon."

"I'll go too, I'll go too, just call me when the time comes!"

"You're talking like someone who's never satisfied. How much money do we make a month from farming? It only takes a short time to pick mushrooms. It's only a little over a hundred coins. Only a fool would never be satisfied."

"My family doesn't earn any income from farming, and we can't even get enough food."

"Who says it's not true? But I have a feeling that with this wave of mushrooms this year, good times are coming for us!"

"If you ask me, even if it's one hundred coins a day, that's three taels of silver in a month. If the whole family works together to pick up silver in a month, wouldn't we be able to make eighty, ninety or ten taels? Our whole family can't earn that much in a year."

"It's still eighty, ninety, or ten taels. You're really imagining it. This is just the beginning, so there are a lot of mushrooms. If you pick them up for a few more days, you probably won't be able to pick up anything later."

"That's true, but I'm also content. I can pick up food for a month and eat it for a year, hehe."

"There are trees, there are trees!"

"The village chief is calling you!"

"Hey, Uncle Zheng, what's the matter?"

Mr. Zheng came out and looked at the gradually fading rain. "I remember you have a pair of large flower baskets at home. Put on your hat and bring it back to Miss Su. I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"Okay, okay." Zheng Youshu put on a bamboo leaf hat and rushed into the rain.

Mr. Zheng then turned around and looked at everyone, "By the way, I remember that someone's family had a big flower basket?"

"I have one at home, I have one at home, mine is big!" Someone raised his hand enthusiastically. After getting a response, he was so happy that he jumped into the rain like a fool.

The two pairs of large flower baskets were full, and Su Ziling stood up and stretched his body.

She had been squatting on the ground picking and weighing mushrooms, which made her feet numb, her eyes dizzy, and her back and waist ached.

At this time, a small hand gently massaged her waist. Su Ziling lowered her head and saw a little girl raising her hand to massage her waist.

Su Ziling was a little confused. She had never seen this kid before. Old Master Zheng saw this scene as soon as he entered the room. He waved his hand and said, "Come here, girl. Don't disturb your sister."

"I'm sorry, Miss Su. This is our second child, named Niuzi. She doesn't usually get close to strangers. I don't know what happened..."

Su Ziling touched her head. "It's okay." She bent down and said, "Your name is Niuzi? How old are you this year?"

"Six years old," Niuzi raised her head, "Sister, does your waist hurt? Then let me massage your waist for you. I know how to do it. I always helped my grandma massage her waist when she had pain."