After rebirth, I went from a peasant girl to the richest man

"You've seen what officials are like when you were in Bingzhou. If you're taken to the mountains to mine coal, and you still want to have a good time with your wife, you're just dreaming!"

"I don't want to be taken to the mountains. Not only will the wages be low, but I'm afraid I'll lose my life!"

"..."

Soon, the silence caused by the sound of the gong by Village Chief Yang was broken by these few words.

However, this time the opponents are not families with children or not, but a microcosm of the diehards and radicals.

Until the two groups of people talked back and forth, the Bai family did not say a word. They just sat quietly in front and listened to the words repeated over and over again.

Finally, one of the radicals stood up and interrupted the others.

"Village Chief, you must have thought about this before calling us here. How do you want to do this business? Just tell me directly!"

"Yes, village chief, we all know you are not a fool, we all listen to you!"

"Don't just listen to me." Village Chief Yang quickly waved his hand and refused: "The final decision on whether to do this is up to you. We have worked hard to earn some money from selling potatoes, and we will definitely be reluctant to take them out before they are even warm."

"I have discussed it with several elders. Since the mountaintop was not purchased collectively in the name of the village, we can pool our money to buy it. Whoever is willing to pay can pay. The purchased mountaintop will also be owned by all those who pay."

"Of course, this honeycomb briquettes business is only for those who are willing to pay. Isn't this fair to everyone?"

"It's fair, village chief. You have always been fair in your work, and we have nothing to say."

"Yes, our family just sold some potatoes, and we are willing to spend one or two taels of silver!"

"One tael? Your family earned nearly one tael from digging potatoes at the Bai family today! Village chief, I'll give you two taels!"

"..."

The villagers of Dayang Village were still very considerate. When they heard this, they responded one after another, giving one or two taels of silver... but the most was no more than five taels of silver.

Father Bai had just taken office as the village head, and he had a bad feeling about this situation. He took advantage of the excitement to whisper in Bai Qingyun's ear, "My son, this method won't work. The population of Dayang Village is not large to begin with, and the silver we have gathered may not even be 50 taels. After buying the hilltop, it won't be enough to build a house, and it will be difficult to maintain this business."

"If our family wants to contribute money, we will definitely have to pay the lion's share. When we make money, won't we have to give a lot of it to the villagers? Just thinking about it makes me feel like I'm losing out!"

Although he was the head of the village, he knew that the more you give, the more you get, and his heart did not lose its reason and lean towards the people in the village.

Judging from the way the villagers are raising money, what's the difference between this and getting something for nothing?

But doing business is never that simple.

Bai Qingyun had expected this situation, so he just said to Bai's father in a comforting tone, "Dad, don't worry, the village chief still has something to say!"

As soon as Bai Qingyun finished speaking, Fang Bai's father glanced at Village Chief Yang. The latter did not look happy, and his tanned face looked like charcoal in the dark night.

"Everyone, be quiet for a moment." Village chief Yang could no longer hold back and uttered a thunderous voice. His voice was so loud that the crying child in the adult's arms was frightened and stopped crying immediately. He hid in the adult's arms and didn't even dare to look.

Unfortunately, not many people paid attention to this unexpected effect at the moment. Everyone pricked up their ears and wanted to listen carefully to the village chief's method.

"Everyone knows that this honeycomb coal will make money in the winter, but I, an old man, don't know how much exactly and whether it can be sold in the spring and summer."

"But we have to start digging after we buy this mountain. We can't wait until winter to dig coal in the mountain!"

"With this little bit of coal, can this coal plant last until winter? You know it in your heart without me telling you."

"It's not easy to get a good start in the honeycomb briquettes business. It's hard to survive the winter without a few hundred taels of silver. We have also discussed it. Each household must pay a minimum of 20 taels of silver!"

"What? Twenty taels?"

"Village chief, even if we sell potatoes, we don't have that much money to go around!"

"Yes, we still need to build a house, and I want to find a marriage for my son by the end of the year. If I take out twenty taels of silver all at once and lose it, my son will be single for the rest of his life! Our family will be extinct!"

"Dad, I don't want to be single all my life, you should find me a wife as soon as possible!"

"Village chief, please lower the price a little, how about... ten taels of silver?"

"Yes, ten taels of silver is something our family can afford. At worst, we can build a smaller house first, and then expand it when we make money."

"..."

Everyone was talking at once, but they all looked at Village Chief Yang with expectant eyes.

Everyone knows that with twenty taels, they can squeeze in and get by.

Since last year, every household has started saving money because of the Bai family. Just from selling the tofu, earning five taels of silver is considered a small amount for a family, not to mention selling autumn pears, koi, and potatoes...

And there is also the money I earned from working for the Bai family this year...all added up, it is already more than twenty taels of silver.

But with twenty taels, how long would it take to sell honeycomb coal to make back the profit?

If this business is run by one family, they will definitely make back their investment in less than a year, or even have a good New Year.

But buying a hilltop, building a house, hiring people to dig coal, make coal, and dry it...all of these things cost money. The dozens of taels of silver in the family alone are probably not enough to last until the time comes to make money.

Therefore, this business can only be done by joining forces and pooling money.

But we have to pool our money and share the money we earn with everyone!

It's a simple, small number, but the people of Dayang Village have been pondering it over and over for a long time.

Bai Qingyun was sitting in the front, and when he heard everyone's questions only focus on whether there could be less noise, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

She knew that Village Chief Yang needed a helper at this time.

Just thinking about her calm behavior during her escape, many young people said that they were actually a little afraid of her.

She was afraid that once she opened her mouth, some people would be scared away even if they were willing, so she had to whisper a few words in the ear of her third brother Bai Qinghai.

The attitude of the Bai family has actually always been a guide for everyone's actions in Dayang Village, so when Bai Qinghai stood up, everyone tacitly stopped talking.

Even those who did not keep silent would be reminded by the people around them: "Shh, don't talk, the Bai family has stood up, let's see the situation and decide whether to pay or not."

But their plan was doomed to fail, because Bai Qinghai’s problem had nothing to do with whether the Bai family would invest or how much they would invest.

Bai Qinghai saw that everyone had quieted down. He had recently started to change his temperament due to his martial arts training. The young man who used to be indistinguishable from the crowd now stood in front of the crowd with the aura of a protagonist, able to attract everyone's attention.

He asked: "Grandpa Village Chief, if we make money, how will we divide it?"