Everyone Pampers the Small Blessing Who Has a Spatial Pocket! Chapter 235

235 Not Good to Advance Too rashly

The greatest characteristic of the people of Hu Family Village was that they followed advise.

Old Master Hu explained the pros and cons to everyone, and everyone understood.

Indeed, in the past few days, the villagers had been busy harvesting crops, drying crops, and collecting crops. All of them were extremely happy.

n.o.body was in the mood to think about anything else.

Now that all the crops had been stored in the warehouse, they were prepared to mow the field. In half a month, they would have to prepare the seedlings for autumn.

They all imagined how good it would be if the next wave of harvest could be as good as this.

However, they had forgotten what their harvest should be like.

Old Master Hu: “Think about it, why does our village have such good fortune?”

“It’s Old man w.a.n.g’s family, right…” Someone replied weakly.

“I think it’s Old man w.a.n.g’s lucky granddaughter. Didn’t you notice? Ever since Ah Yu came, our village has been getting better and better.”

“That’s right. Look, Old man w.a.n.g’s family was originally poor. Now, not only do they have a house and shop in town, but their family has the greatest harvest this year!”

“In the past, at this time, we would have long finished harvesting our crops because there was not much to begin with. Each person could finish harvesting four to five mu of land a day. Now even with our entire family’s effort, we can only finish harvesting two to three mu a day…”

“I have been doing short-term work for nearby landowners in the past years. But even the landlords’ fields didn’t have such quant.i.ties!”

Everyone spoke one after another. They understood very well that it was definitely abnormal to have such a harvest.

“It’s good to not have answers every time.” Old Madam Hu also stopped. “Don’t stand out. You have to understand the principle of being mediocre and making a fortune silently. I don’t think you need me to teach you, right?”

Everyone was still a little confused. “But we have so much crops that we can’t finish it ourselves. We have to sell it. Although we don’t have to pay taxes now, we still have to pay when it’s time for the autumn tax. People will eventually find out.”

This group of people’s discussion was not attended by the w.a.n.g Family, so they did not know that the w.a.n.g Family was also discussing this topic.

w.a.n.g Chuanfu was the most excited. “Mother! This batch of grains is really good. The grains we obtained can be used as grain seeds. In the future, we don’t have to go to town to buy grain seeds anymore. If we plant them like this, we can have a b.u.mper harvest every year!”

Old Madam w.a.n.g said, “A b.u.mper harvest is a good thing, but it’s also a bad thing.”

The w.a.n.g Family was confused. How did a good harvest become a bad thing again?

“Bamboo shoots have to stick out. But it’s only appropriate if it’s just right. If it stands out too much, it’ll be easy to break, and there’s no value.” Old Madam w.a.n.g glanced at her sons and said to w.a.n.g Chuangui, “Chuangui, tell them.”

w.a.n.g Chuangui thought for a moment and said, “It’s mainly because our Hu Family Village was too poor in the past. Now that we have managed to harvest such good crops, it’s impossible for others not to talk about it.”

“But we have to eat! There’s still so much crops. We have to sell some. If we hide it in the granary, it will become stale!” w.a.n.g Chuanfu was anxious. “We have to think of a way.”

Don’t starve yourself to death by guarding a golden nest.

“That’s right, Mother. We can’t possibly not go out and sell crops just because the crops were planted too well, right?”

Old Madam w.a.n.g was calm as she looked at her anxious sons and smiled.

“Even now, you’re still a group of idiots. You’re simply incurable. Didn’t you think of a solution?” Old Madam w.a.n.g looked at the children with a resentful gaze. “You can’t sell them here at home. Can’t you sell them elsewhere?”

Then, she glanced at w.a.n.g Chuanman.

“The weather is turning cold. My fourth son, it’s time for you to hurry on your way.”

w.a.n.g Chuanman: ???

Mother, your words are making me a little afraid.