The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

She knew that this was the result of the spiritual spring water. Otherwise, pears like that would be crumbly when eaten in the mouth. But now, they are almost all water, and the remaining crumbs are not chewy, mixed with juice. It slipped through the throat and entered the stomach.

Looking at the pears and peaches hanging heavily on the fruit trees that were not thick, Mo Yan squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Aunt Tong, it's time to pick these pears and peaches. You can go to the village to find someone later. Come and pick, and you will be paid by the basket, two cents per basket, and the half-year-old children will also come, and when the picking is finished, give each person two pears and two peaches, so that they can have a taste."

"Hey, aunt, go now! Those people have come to ask questions a long time ago, and they are just waiting for the letter!" Aunt Tong agreed repeatedly. She was about to get up and go to the village to find someone, but then turned back and asked Mo Yan: "My little boss, Some of the rare things grown in another garden can also be picked, do you want to join us?"

Mo Yan swallowed the last mouthful of pears, wiped her mouth and said, "No need, someone will come to pick them in two days. Auntie, just ask me to make a few more baskets and sell them at a good price then!"

When Aunt Tong heard this, she agreed happily and walked away quickly.

That afternoon, a dozen women and several half-year-old children came to the orchard on time to find Aunt Tong. Carrying the bamboo basket given by Aunt Tong, they happily went to another orchard to pick fruits.

Looking at the juicy fruits on the tree, everyone swallowed unconsciously. These fruits are just ordinary pears, peaches and plums, but no matter how ordinary they are, you have to spend money to buy them before you can eat them.

Life in the village is so tight that one penny would be broken in half and spent. Where can I find the spare money to buy fruits? Only people who are not so tight on money are willing to buy two for the whole family to try.

At this time, when I saw so many fresh and tender fruits, it was no wonder that I was greedy.

Aunt Tong, who was following, saw this and said with a smile: "Pick the fruits first, and each of us will take a few back to try them later."

The half-grown children immediately jumped up and down and howled around the fruit trees, but the women were a little embarrassed and were extra careful when picking the fruits, for fear of damaging the peels and not selling them at a good price, which would be eaten by the Mo family. deficit.

Only half of the orchard was planted on this mountain, and there were only three to five fruits on each fruit tree, so picking was very fast. Before evening, all the fruits were picked.

These fruits were transported to Mo's yard in baskets, and almost one-third of the spacious front yard was filled. After the payment was settled and everyone thanked Mo Yan again and again, they happily went home with the fruit in their arms.

Before dinner, Mo Yan, Aunt Tong, and Li Xiu hurriedly weighed all the fruits on the scale. At last count, the pears weighed 700 kilograms, the peaches weighed 580 kilograms, and even the smallest plums weighed 450 kilograms.

This is only the first year, and it is the result of Mo Yan's deliberate control. By this time next year, the weight will more than quadruple.

Calculated based on the fact that pears cost six cents per catty, peaches cost seven cents per catty, and plums cost four cents per catty. If all these fruits were sold as fresh fruits, they would be sold for about ten taels of silver. It seemed like a lot, much more than farming, but Mo Yan knew that the value of these fruits containing spiritual energy was far more than that.

These fruits were taken to the street and could not be sold at a high price. Mo Yan had no time to sell them by the pound. So, early the next morning, she asked Li Zhong to bring a message to Shopkeeper Xing, asking him to mention it to Yan Junyu, saying that he had grown some fruit that tasted good and asked him if he wanted it.

I thought that Yan Junyu would send a steward to contact him, but unexpectedly, the next day, this guy rode a luxurious golden bicycle with more than 20 guards, and swaggered through the city to Liuyang Village.