Nongmen's fierce wife is a prodigal daughter

Chapter 159 The man looked at his cat's listless appearance with a smile in his eyes
An Ruoxi looked at Osmanthus's expression.

Brightly expressing: I have seen a prodigal, but I have never seen such a prodigal.

I am very happy.

Isn't everyone in the village saying that she is a prodigal, so she will lose to them.

Let them know that she can not only prodigal, but also make money.

And the reason why she let Osmanthus come is to let her know that she has made money and let the village know.

The man looked at his cat's listless appearance, with a smile in his eyes, and let her make trouble.

He took the ox by himself, carried the plow on his back, and went to the field to plow the land.

Osmanthus finally found a topic and asked, "Where is Tie Zhu going?"

"My husband went to the fields to plow the land and turned the fields into soil. Now that the vegetable business is good, I want to grow more vegetables and sell them for more money."

Osmanthus had the same idea as the villagers, and felt that there was something wrong with this big girl.

In a few months, when the weather is cold, there may be food.

But is selling vegetables really that profitable?
She was still a little puzzled, but she saw the guy from Fengminglou come to collect the food.

Obviously he only brought a basket of vegetables, but he gave the eldest girl a heavy purse.

With such a good opportunity, An Ruoxi naturally had to show off.

I deliberately took it out and counted it, and it looked like it was right.

Osmanthus fragrans looked at it, and there were seven taels of silver.

"... Big, big girl, seven taels of silver for this basket of vegetables?"

An Ruoxi put the money in the purse and said, "Of course not. This is seven days' worth of food, one basket per day, seven baskets in total."

"That, that's pretty good."

Earning seven taels in a few days, 30 taels a month, and more than 300 taels a year... Thinking of so much money, Osmanthus felt a little lack of oxygen in her brain.

Can't even stand still.

She never knew that growing vegetables actually made money.

She also grows vegetables in her yard, so she will earn more money then.

Osmanthus saw that someone came to repair the house, and the children were also at home, so she went back with thanks.

It's just that when I went back, I went to Aunt Seven and told her mother what I saw with my own eyes.

After a while, everyone in the village knew that the prodigal girls had made a lot of money, and they made it from growing vegetables.

When the village head heard this, he said in disbelief, "How many businesses can sell a vegetable?"

Wei Shi also felt it, but thought of it: "Is that the relationship between that cheap hoof and the shopkeeper of Fengming Tower?"

"Stupid woman, even if you have a relationship, how can the shopkeeper have such a great ability to make a basket of vegetables for a tael of silver? I don't think he wants to do it anymore."

Wei's face fell when her husband scolded her: "You are smart, so tell me where did you get the money?"

"I want to know, don't I just get rich?" Who doesn't want to make money, and that's the kind of money that comes in a lot.

But, who would believe that just selling a few baskets of vegetables can make such money?
The village head thought: "I'm thinking, this big girl has other businesses. You have seen that there are many people coming in and out of her house."

Wei Shi snorted coldly, and said sourly: "It must be a flesh and blood business."

But no matter what they do, the dumb couple is really rich anyway.

An Ruoxi sneezed, thinking that the people in the village must be scolding her.

She cut the watermelon and said to Lu Simao on the roof: "Brothers, the watermelon is on the table, you have time to come down and eat."

Lu Simao is a simple and honest person, and he said shyly, "Thank you, big sister."

An Ruoxi picked up half of the watermelon, took a spoon and went to the field.

"Husband, I've eaten watermelon."

The man pulled the rope, and after the cattle stopped, he put the plow and walked to the ridge.

An Ruoxi ignored the villagers on the vegetable counter, and handed a spoonful of watermelon to the man with a smile brighter than the scorching sun: "Husband, I'll feed you."

(End of this chapter)