In the year of disaster in the book, the villain girl is the real winner

On the way back.

When the aunts on the ox cart saw that He Qiudi bought so many things, they wanted to know who she sold the mushrooms to and how much she got for them.

This time, He Qiudi didn't say that he was selling it to Yan Shi.

This was her way to continue making money. Besides, the villagers had done Yanshi a favor. If they all sold their agricultural and sideline products to Yanshi, he would definitely feel embarrassed to refuse. She was afraid of causing trouble for Yanshi, so she simply didn't mention Yanshi.

Before meeting up with the villagers, he told He Sanlang not to tell anyone, otherwise he would not share any of the money he earned in the mountains.

Of course He Sanlang wouldn't say that.

He thought he was much smarter than his aunt.

How can I tell others the way to make money?

When the aunties and sisters in the village saw that they couldn't get any information out of the question, they stopped asking.

However, they were thinking in their hearts that since they couldn't find out where the mushrooms were, when He Qiudi and his companions went into the mountains again, they would let their daughters and granddaughters follow them and look for them in the places He Qiudi had passed by. They would definitely be able to find a lot of mountain delicacies.

The ox cart arrived under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village. Everyone got off the cart. Master Li drove the oxen to the pond to drink water and roll in the mud.

Many villagers were washing things around the old well at the entrance of the village.

He Sanlang raised the basket in his hand and shouted to He Qingya who was washing things under the old well: "Second sister, second sister, we bought meat buns and came back. There are also cakes and pastries that the nobles gave us~"

He Qiudi smiled and waved at He Qingya, saying, "Come up quickly. You've been tired all morning. Come and eat something first. I have to go to the fields to bring meat buns and pastries to my father and mother later. The meat buns won't taste good if they get cold."

He Qinglu was carrying pig feed back to the village, and He Qiudi invited her to come over to eat meat buns and pastries.

Two meat buns and two cakes per person.

He Qiudi took out two hundred copper coins from He Sanlang's cloth bag and placed them on the stone slab, counting them one by one. After counting two fifty companions, she distributed them to the two sisters.

He Qiudi lovingly touched the tops of He Qingya and He Qinglu's heads and smiled lovingly: "This is the money you deserve. When the busy farming season is over, I'll take you into the mountains to get some food, and I'll buy you some meat buns to eat. I'll also give you some of the money from selling the food, and you can save it for your dowry."

He Qingya's lips trembled and she looked at He Qiudi with flickering eyes for a long time before she lowered her head and put the hundred coins into her pocket.

The villagers watched, each with envious and jealous looks in their eyes.

What was more surprising was that He Qiudi actually gave such white meat buns and exquisite pastries to He Qingya and her sister, and also gave fifty cents to each of the four brothers and sisters.

This is unprecedented!

He Qinglu was so excited that she almost cried.

They can only eat this kind of meat buns during the Chinese New Year.

Fifty cents?

The New Year's money they received was only ten big coins.

Moreover, before she could even warm it up in her hands, it would be taken away by her mother.

The villagers asked He Qiudi in a noisy manner how much money she had made by taking He Sanlang to the city, and why she had given the four of them so much money today.

He Qiudi only said that he earned some pocket money this time in the city, and since everyone picked the mushrooms together, he should share some of the money with them.

She never mentioned that at the banquet, this sucker spent 1200 coins to buy her kilograms of wet mushrooms.

Everyone praised her as a good aunt who always thought of her nephews and nieces when something good happened.

Some people even said, "He Laoqi, if your mother knows about this, I'm afraid she won't agree."

He Qingya suddenly looked up at He Qiudi.

Yes.

If grandma finds out, will she ask for the money back?

He Qinglu was so scared that she begged in tears: "Aunt, can you..."

Before she could finish, He Qiudi promised, "San Ya, you and your sister should keep this money. I will tell my mother that you can save the money to buy the things you want and save it for your dowry. You don't have to give it to the government."

She knew that the second and third branches of the He family had to hand over 80% of their earnings, whether they worked outside during the slack season or went hunting in the mountains, to Old Lady He for unified distribution.

The remaining 20% ​​is theirs.

There is only money from the eldest branch of the He family, but Old Mrs. He doesn't care.

He Qiudi should be entitled to distribute the money he earns himself without having to hand it over to the public.

I don't think Grandma He will object to giving some of the pocket money she earns to her nephews and nieces.

He Qinglu immediately sniffed and asked nervously, "Is it really possible?"

He Qiudi stretched out his hand and pinched the poor little face, smiling, "I promise. It's getting late, I'm going to take the meat buns and cakes to Dad and Mom. Sanlang, Sanya, you two take the meat buns and cakes home for Dasao and the others to eat, and take a jar from home, then go to the old well to fetch some water for Dad and Mom and take it to the fields."

"Okay, aunt~"

"it is good!"

He Qiudi stood up and walked towards the He family’s farmland below the pond with the basket.

At this time, Grandpa He was taking everyone in the He family to rest on the ridge of the field, preparing to harvest the next row of land.

Seeing He Qiudi coming towards the pond with a basket from afar, Old Mrs. He was a little surprised and hurried over to help her take the things.

Walking up to He Qiudi, Old Lady He asked, "Nannan, your sister-in-law said you took Sanlang to the city to sell mushrooms. Are you back from shopping?"

"Mother." He Qiudi walked cautiously on the ridge of the field, holding the basket. When Old Lady He approached, she simply handed the basket to her and explained, "I sold the mushrooms to Master Yanshi. I got 1,200 coins. Mother, he is very powerful now. He has become the county magistrate and county lieutenant of our Ningyuan County."

She specifically told Old Lady He about the banquet to remind her that Wei might have returned for the banquet.

I just don’t know if Grandma He understood.

He Qiudi walked beside Old Lady He and said quickly, "Mother, this money was earned by me, Dalang, Sanlang, Erya and Sanya. I gave them each fifty coins. I bought meat buns for everyone, and some oil, salt and vegetable seeds. There are also some cakes in this basket, which were given to me by Master Yanshi. He also said that if we find wild game or even fruits and vegetables from the fields in the future, we can take them to the city and sell them to him."

Before Old Mrs. He could say anything, He Qiudi had already finished speaking.

Just give fifty cents to the young ones at home.

Nannan has the final say on small matters, and she cannot go against her will.

Besides, we should give some benefits to the children to motivate them to go into the mountains to find mushrooms and game.

After hearing from her daughter that Yan Shi had become a county magistrate and county lieutenant at such a young age, Grandma He realized that Yan Shi's background might be more important than she had previously guessed.

No wonder, there are fine horses and guards when traveling.

Did you spend so much money buying mushrooms from the mountains for the banquet?

Old Mrs. He frowned, reached out to pull away the soft cloth covering the basket, and after seeing these exquisite pastries, she became more certain of her guess.

This kind of pastry can only be made so exquisitely by a chef who is not from a top family.

She couldn't help but say to He Qiudi, "Qiudi. Master Yanshi regards you as his savior. You should keep this favor to yourself and don't give it to anyone easily. Do you understand?"

"Mother. I understand." He Qiudi said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, Mrs. He didn't even need her to remind her, as she had already been prepared.

Old Mrs. He was born into a family of imperial chefs. Her family had been wealthy when she was young. She had seen the capital and knew that there was a huge difference between the top families and ordinary people like them.

If the He family itself is not strong enough, the result of currying favor with the aristocratic family is nothing more than becoming a vassal of the aristocratic family, relying on the master's food and being controlled by others.

If you are lucky, you can rise to prominence with your master.

But if you are unlucky, you will become a pawn in the game between the major families. If you are not careful, you will be abandoned by the master family, or even the whole family will be destroyed.

No one can tell whether it is a blessing or a curse.

For example, Mrs. He’s family was destroyed in this way.

Of the former imperial chef family, only Old Lady He and Xu's selfish and hated mother are left.

Thinking of the scene when she rushed to the mountains that day and saw Yan Shi and Yang Jiu fighting with bandits, Old Mrs. He couldn't help but look towards the direction of the mountains with melancholy.

Only then did she realize the real purpose of Wei's hasty return.

The eldest brother was a teacher, so naturally he had met the newly appointed county magistrate.

I'm afraid that this time when Wei came back and gave so many gifts to the He family, and was willing to give Yunjin worth dozens of taels to Nannan, it was for Yan Shi himself. It's not just that Yan Shi owed Nannan a life-saving favor, so he helped the eldest brother enter the officialdom.

Wei also wanted to marry He Qingshu to Yan Shi.

The old couple are really ambitious!