Travel through the famine years with your space, and become the richest man in five countries with your children Chapter 143: Expulsion from Shenjia Village
Seeing everyone's expressions, Shen Yusong felt uncomfortable for a moment, but he felt at ease in an instant.
"Why are you looking at me like this? I'm telling the truth. I can read and do math. Since I need help, I'm more reliable than those two baby dolls."
Everyone: "..."
The two dolls are not a scam!
Li Zheng couldn't help but sigh: "Yusong, didn't you follow your parents to the town to make braised pork? Why are you back?"
After saying this, Shen Yusong himself was a little embarrassed: "A few days ago, Shen Qingyao was the head of the Qi family. She wanted to make braised pork, so she called us to help. Later, she stopped being the head of the family. The master of the Qi family woke up and braised the pork.
Business stopped..."
Everyone knows this.
Since Shen Qingyao disappeared, the master of the Qi family has returned to the head of the family.
The braised pork business stopped the next day.
Originally, the uncle and his mother-in-law and their family wanted to start the braised pork business on their own, but who would have thought that the shop they rented caught on fire that night.
Fortunately, the fire wasn't too severe. It only burned down the kitchen, and the big iron pot used for braised pork was also smashed by the beams.
No one is stupid. A neighbor next door advised: "If you still want to die, stop doing this braised pork business and go do something else honestly."
When the landlord saw that the house was on fire, he immediately kicked the family out.
The family can only give up the braised pork business.
But everyone has come out, who wants to go back?
It would be shameless to go back!
The family also wanted to find something to do in the town.
However, the people in Hengshui Town know what kind of virtue they are and dare not ask them to do things for fear that the secret recipe will be stolen.
Even if they want to rent a new house, they can't find it.
No one wants to rent a house to him, and it will eventually burn down and turn into ruins.
It seems that unless Shen Qingyu forgives their family, no one in Hengshui Town will dare to use them.
Therefore, the family of three had to find a cave in the back mountain to squat, and sent Shen Yusong back to inquire about the situation.
Shen Yusong is thick-skinned. It was his mother who committed the crime and stole the marinade, not him, so he came here shamelessly.
Uncle Li Zheng sighed: "I am your clan uncle. It is not your fault to do this evil thing, so I can't blame you..."
Shen Yusong hurriedly responded: "That's right! I didn't participate either. I just listened to my mother and went to the town to do things..."
Uncle Li Zheng glanced at Shen Yusong, who was speaking righteously, with a complicated expression: "But I can't help you with this matter today."
"If I help you, but later annoy Qing Yu and prevent this sweet potato flour workshop from opening, you will not be the only one who will suffer losses, but our entire village, as well as the villagers in nearby villages, will also suffer losses.
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"For the sake of the whole village and the whole clan, I can't ask you to work in the sweet potato flour workshop."
As soon as he said this, everyone nodded.
Nowadays, when people in the village go to sell sweet potatoes, each household digs two loads of sweet potatoes a day, washes them, digs out the dirt from the potholes and dries them, and then they can easily earn two taels of silver by sending them over!
Although each household does not grow much due to lack of water, one family can still sell it for about twenty taels of silver!
With this little money, even if food prices are soaring now, everyone can still survive this year by drinking some thick porridge!
If because of Shen Yusong, everyone's financial path is cut off, I'm afraid everyone will have the intention to kill!
Someone said: "Your family has always been capable. I will go to the sweet potato workshop and work for a few more days to learn this skill. Then I will overwhelm the sweet potato flour workshop and all of us will die in the future!"
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"Yes, yes!"
"I dare not invite you!"
"Your braised pork is very good, why don't you go to other cities and have a look?"
Everyone blocked Shen Yusong's path with just a few words.
Shen Yusong looked ugly. He glanced at everyone, gritted his teeth and looked at Uncle Li Zheng: "Uncle Li Zheng, I understand what you said."
"But my family also planted sweet potatoes before. Although we are not at home these days, the sweet potatoes are not growing well, but we still have a harvest."
"Can you sell my sweet potatoes to the sweet potato flour workshop?"
"Anyway, if my family has money, they can go to the city next door to make a living, right?"
As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent.
To be honest, no one wants to agree.
But if you don’t agree, what will happen if this family lets you stay in Shenjia Village and refuses to leave?
We can’t just watch them starve to death?
Uncle Li Zheng thought for a while: "I'm going to ask Qing Yu about this, and I can only agree to it if she relents."
"Then I'll wait for Uncle Li Zheng's letter!" Shen Yusong breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and left without bothering.
He wanted to see how the sweet potato harvest was in his sweet potato field.
After sending away the people who were talking about each other, Uncle Li Zheng saw that it was still dark, so he summarized the situation and went to Shen Qingyu's house.
Shen Qingyu was preparing to have dinner. When she saw him coming, she hurriedly invited him to join her.
As soon as Uncle Li Zheng saw the rich dishes, he couldn't move, and he declined with a few words of embarrassment: "Oh no, no, what's the point of it?"
Zhao Yuzhu smiled and pulled his sleeve: "You're welcome, just take a bite if you meet me."
The difference is that this person is rich. Look at these meaty dishes. Ordinary people can’t even eat them at home during the Chinese New Year.
Uncle Li Zheng sighed and sat down.
When the multigrain rice was served, Qi Yunxiao greeted everyone to eat.
Uncle Li Zheng wanted to control his appetite at first, but the dishes were so delicious that he accidentally ate too much...
Putting down his chopsticks, he felt a little embarrassed and explained his purpose to Shen Qingyu and the others.
"...The Shen Yusong family is not a thing, but if they are not sent away, it will be a disaster to keep them, so I want to ask you, can you harvest the sweet potatoes from his field?"
Li Zheng asked cautiously.
After Shen Qingyu pondered for a moment, he nodded in agreement.
"I can harvest their sweet potatoes, but I have two conditions."
"Say." Li Zheng immediately sat up straight, looking very serious.
"First, we can't let them dig the sweet potatoes themselves, wash them by themselves, or deliver them to us. I'm afraid they'll poison them."
As soon as he said this, Uncle Li Zheng's expression changed.
If this sweet potato vermicelli is poisoned, then the sweet potato vermicelli workshop will be completely destroyed.
This is a business that saves everyone’s lives in disaster years!
Don’t be too yellow!
"I understand what you said. I will go back and tell everyone that we will dig up their sweet potatoes and wash them before bringing them over so they don't get their hands on them."
Shen Qingyu nodded: "That's what I mean. As for how much you charge them for wages, I don't care."
"What about the second item?" Uncle Li Zheng looked at Shen Qingyu eagerly again.
"Second, their family must be removed from the Shen family clan and can no longer stay in Shen Village. Otherwise, I will not feel at ease."
When Shen Qingyu said this, her tone was not harsh, but Li Zheng could hear the determination that "it must be like this."
Recalling what Shen Qingyu said before about "fearing them of poisoning", Uncle Li Zheng also understood: "I understand what you said. This is how we should rest assured. I will go to the clan elders to discuss it tomorrow morning..."
Thinking that many people were going to bed at this time for fear of wasting oil lamps, Uncle Li Zheng was thinking about how to communicate with the clan elders and Shen Yusong tomorrow, and stood up to say goodbye...