Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills - Chapter 828
Chapter 828: The Novel Sells Well
Editor: Henyee Translations
In Chu Village.
Wang Yuanlin found Chu Qingzhi at the workshop entrance, “Miss Chu, villagers from other villages want to buy our wheat seeds. Should we sell them?”
Chu Qingzhi didn’t answer his question directly but instead asked, “Have all the villagers in the manor finished sowing their wheat?”
After confirming that the land in the manor had been checked, Wang Yuanlin nodded, “Yes, it’s all sown, except for a few families who only needed two hundred pounds of wheat seeds. After giving them what they needed, we’ll still have over five hundred pounds left.”
Chu Qingzhi said, “Then sell it if there are buyers. Remember to provide them with the medicine when selling, or they’ll encounter pest issues and all the effort will be wasted.”
“Understood, Miss.” Wang Yuanlin then asked, “How much should we sell the wheat seeds for per pound?”
Chu Qingzhi thought for a moment, “Twice the price of regular wheat seeds. You can promise that the wheat grown from these seeds will produce an extra two hundred pounds per acre.”
Wang Yuanlin seriously tooknote, “I know what to do.”
Chu Qingzhi nodded. “Go ahead.”
Wang Yuanlin went back to his office and told Xu Fumei, “We can sell, but the price is double that of normal wheat seeds. However, we can promise that the wheat will yield an extra two hundred pounds per acre.”
The greatest hope for farmers is a high yield, and Xu Fumei was thrilled to hear this, “Really? Can it really produce an extra two hundred pounds?”
Wang Yuanlin, to add credibility, said, “You might not believe me, but you can’t not believe Miss Chu. This is what she said.”
Xu Fumei immediately became convinced, “Give me ten pounds of wheat seeds.”
“Alright.” Wang Yuanlin weighed and gave Xu Fumei the wheat seeds, “Good. If it grows well, you can come back to buy more next year.”
Xu Fumei, smiling, said, “You don’t even need to say that. If it grows well, of course, I’ll buy all my seeds from you.”
Wang Yuanlin recorded the sale of the wheat seeds in the ledger.
Seeing Xu Fumei buying the wheat seeds, more villagers from Chu Village came to Wang Yuanlin, “Yuanlin brother, do you still have wheat seeds?”
Wang Yuanlin was puzzled, “Haven’tyou already sown your wheat?”
The villagers explained, “We want to send some to our relatives. If you have some, give me ten pounds.”
“I want some too. I’ll take fifteen pounds.”
“I’ll take some as well. I need twelve pounds.”
Like this, the remaining five hundred pounds of wheat seeds were all sold out, and there were still many people wanting to buy, but there were none left.
At Yunfei School.
After class, He Shaoshi and Su Wenji waved to Chu Xuyuan and Chu Xuyao, then went to the pavilion by the lake.
Chu Xuyuan looked at them, puzzled, “What’s with all the secrecy? Can you tell us now?”
He Shaoshi, looking around sneakily, then pulled out a novel, “Xuyuan, Xuyao, look, almost everyone in the county town has one. It’s really good.”
Chu Xuyuan, Chu Xuyao, “…”
“The Princess’s Elopement,” isn’t this the novel written by Sister Yaqing?
Seeing their lack of the expected surprised reaction, He Shaoshi asked, “Have you already seen it?”
Chu Xuyuan glanced at Chu Xuyao and shook his head, “No, but we’ve heard of it.”
He Shaoshi suggested, “Then let’s read it together? I waited in line for a long time to buy this. I know you guys are amazing, don’t say anything disappointing. If you’re interested, let’s read it together.”
Chu Xuyao was actually quite curious, “Isn’t this for adults to read? Is it appropriate for us kids?”
He Shaoshi proudly stated, “What’s inappropriate? Anything written in a book is meant for us scholars to read.”
Su Wenji urged, “Just read it, stop dilly-dallying. It won’t hurt to take a look.”
He Shaoshi was impatient, “It’s just a look, and no one else will know.”
Glancing at each other, Chu Xuyao and Chu Xuyuan thought, “Why not? No one knows. Let’s take a look.” So the four of them sat side by side by the lake, engrossed in the book together.
“What are you looking at?” Xu Guannan’s voice suddenly rang out, startling everyone. He Shaoshi quickly hid the book in his clothes before they all stood up to greet their senior.
Xu Guannan scanned the four and pointed at He Shaoshi, “What are you hiding?”
Su Wenji tensed up and stuttered, “No-nothing, Senior Brother. You should go read; you were going to, right?”
Growing more suspicious, Xu Guannan approached the four, “Show me what you’re hiding or shall I search you?”
Left with no choice, He Shaoshi sighed and handed over the book, “Here, Senior Brother.”
Xu Guannan flipped the book to its cover, “…”
Had this novel become so popular that even the kids couldn’t resist reading it?
He asked, “Is it any good?”
With heads bowed, He Shaoshi nervously replied, “We’ve just started; we don’t know yet.”
Xu Guannan returned the book, “I thought you were up to no good, which is why I was stern. Since it’s not anything bad, feel free to read.”
He Shaoshi looked up, surprised, “Senior Brother Guannan, you’re really kind.”
Xu Guannan smiled, reminding them, “Just don’t let the master see it, or he won’t be as lenient as I am.”
“We understand,” they quickly assured.
Xu Guannan chuckled, knowing that many in the academy were reading “The Princess’s Elopement.” “Enjoy your reading. I’ll be off.”
The children chorused, “Take care, Senior Brother.”
As Xu Guannan left, he glanced back at Chu Xuyuan and Chu Xuyao, wondering if they didn’t have a copy at home since it was Chu Qingzhi selling the novel on behalf of Wu Yaqing.
The two youngsters kept their heads down until Xu Guannan was far enough away before looking up again.
Now they were in trouble, caught in the act.
Su Wenji looked at his companions, “Shall we continue reading?”
He Shaoshi, resigned to his fate, “Why not? Senior Brother Guannan already found out.”
They had just reached an exciting part and were eager to continue, “Let’s keep reading.”
So the four resumed their positions and dived back into the story.
Not just them, but many kids in the school were hiding away to read the book. If one were to take a stroll, this sight was common.
The vice dean arrived at Mu Chongli’s residence, cheerfully asking, “Have you read that novel yet?”
Mu Chongli glanced at the vice dean, “That’s for the youngsters. What’s it to us at our age?”
The vice dean optimistically said, “What does age have to do with it? A young heart is all that matters.”
Mu Chongli chuckled, “You do have an open mind.”
The vice dean placed the novel before Mu Chongli, “I brought you a copy. Take a look when you’re free; it’s a good time passer.”
Mu Chongli refused, “I won’t read it. At my age, it would be shameless!”
The vice dean suggested, “Then just set it aside. I’ll pick it up later. I’ve got some errands to run.”
“Okay.”
After the vice dean left, Mu Chongli’s gaze involuntarily shifted to the novel. After a moment’s hesitation, curiosity got the better of him, and he opened the book.
Then… he became engrossed.
