Chapter 252: Money-making jobs cannot be given to people from other villages
Fan Damu is a very smart person, but once a person is too smart, he will not only focus on friendship, but also on interests.
Fan Qian thought about the fact that they lived in the same village and were cousins, but in Fan Damu's opinion, these were of no use at all.
And Fan Damu had sold himself as a slave, so what could he do to help Fan Qian?
"Help my brother sell Zhaodi." Fan Jin said with his eyebrows drooping and his lips tightly pressed.
Shui Qing thought of the scene when she first came, and she was furious!
She said angrily: "When the family was divided, their foundation was much better than ours. The whole family was prepared for the worst and stored food to make money. When they encountered a little disaster, other families who were worse off than them tightened their belts and managed to get by!
But they wanted to sell their daughter! In the past, when life was good, they planned to sell our Yan Qiuxing back, but after the family was divided, they could only plan on Zhaodi;
What? If Zhaodi had not been born, their family would have been much better off? If there were no daughters to sell in the disaster years, they would not be able to survive?"
Even Zhang Baldy did not think of selling Zhang Chunhua, but sold the land!
The eldest uncle's family, who had more land and forests than Zhang Baldy's family, planned to marry their son with their niece, and to survive the disaster years with their own daughters - fortunately, the family was divided, otherwise they would still plan on their niece in the disaster years.
Some people are really lazy and vicious.
Fan Jin's eyebrows drooped even more, and he sighed faintly: "I feel that this is mostly my mother's idea, and my eldest brother also agrees." Although this idea is very unfilial, he thinks it is my mother's idea. If it were my eldest brother, he would sell the land first. As my mother got older and her land became less and less, she suddenly treasured the land and regarded it as her eyeballs, but my mother still ate, drank, and spent it all on weekdays. She was fussy about small things and regarded them more seriously than anything else. When it came to making major decisions, she made decisions carelessly and easily. Therefore, she couldn't save money, didn't store food, didn't raise livestock, and couldn't bear to sell the land. Grandsons are precious, but granddaughters can be sold. Shui Qing hummed in agreement. The mother and son were birds of a feather. One dared to think of anything, and the other did everything as long as it didn't threaten her own interests and could even benefit her. Naturally, she followed her. She was more worried about another thing: "Will Fan Damu be willing to help? Zhaodi is only eight years old, will anyone want her? Even if someone wants to buy her, they won't get much silver, right?" "My eldest brother wanted to sell Zhaodi to the Wu County Magistrate's family, and let her serve either of the two young masters, Guangzong and Yaozu. He also said that he would thank Fan Damu after the matter was accomplished, but Fan Damu didn't agree." Fan Jin said this without any sign of relaxation. Shui Qing watched his expression and asked, "Since you didn't agree, why are you still worried?"
In the room, Fan Jin's expression was gloomy and unclear. He was silent for a long time before he continued to speak: "The reason why Fan Damu didn't agree is that he looked down on his elder brother for asking him for help without any actual benefits. Why would he help without any actual benefits?
Second, the most lacking thing in the capital city now is people. The victims who want to sell themselves as slaves to Wu County Magistrate's house are queuing up. Not to mention the county magistrate, there are also people queuing up for wealthy families elsewhere, even if they just want to eat.
In the past, wealthy families like Zhaodi might be willing to buy and put them in the yard to do odd jobs, but now there are so many people and food is expensive, no one in the capital city will buy."
Shui Qing heard the key point. No one in the capital city will buy, but other places may not be!
She took a breath, "Are you worried about selling it somewhere else?"
Fan Jin pursed his lips and said seriously: "It's not worrying, but Fan Damu really gave the elder brother this idea, and the elder brother didn't agree on the spot, but I guess it's only a matter of time."
The elder brother doesn't care about his children, and he is the kind of person who only cares about his own happiness.
He couldn't even make his son work hard, and his daughter was even more dispensable.
"Fan Damu and my brother said that we would sell her to traffickers. If the traffickers can't sell her locally, they will find a way to transport her to other prefectures to sell.
It doesn't matter who you sell her to, as long as you can get the money."
Shui Qing opened her mouth and was stunned.
This is completely different. If you sell her to a wealthy family in the prefecture, there are also living contracts and dead contracts. Even if it is a dead contract, you can still see her once and know whether she is dead or alive;
But if you sell her to other places, in this dynasty with slow transportation, you will never see her again in your life. The most important thing is that it is good to sell her to a wealthy family. What if she is sold to a brothel or a brothel!
"Shui Qing, I think..." Fan Jin paused, and looked at Shui Qing hesitantly with his dark eyes.
"Help!" Shui Qing blurted out.
They outside can't do anything to help Zhao Di, but Fan Jin, the uncle, can still help!
Fan Jin's mouth was full of smiles. He took a few steps forward with his slender body. His strong arms held the man tightly in his arms, and he whispered in a low voice: "You are so good."
Be good to the children, be good to the parents and brothers, and be good to Zhaodi, his niece who has no blood relationship with her.
Not because of gender, and not caring about blood relationship.
Shui Qing felt a little guilty when she heard it. If it were any other woman in China, she would do the same.
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Fan Qian's eyes fell on his daughter who kept working as soon as she came back.
It can be seen that the life of the second brother's family is indeed better, and the second brother's wife has not deducted Zhaodi.
In just two short months, Zhaodi has not only improved a lot in appearance and figure, but also changed in demeanor.
She is no longer the hunched and submissive look in the past. A smile will appear on her little face from time to time, and she looks much more likable.
She works quietly, without making any noise, so it is easy for people to ignore her existence.
It's not bad to have someone working at home.....
"Hu Wenhua is so lucky! I just asked, he gets five cents for every rabbit he sells!" Fan Sanzhu ran back quickly, shouting angrily.
"Five cents?!" Fan Dazhu sat up straight on the recliner, raised his eyebrows and asked again.
"Five cents for a rabbit, at least five to ten cents for a family, there are nearly thirty families raising rabbits in Shanshui Village, which means that a single trip out costs three or four hundred cents? Do other families agree?" Fan Qian frowned and calculated.
This is too much.
How could the people in the village agree?
Fan Sanzhu looked confused: "Yes, I asked Goudan Tiedan and the others, and they said that the old village chief agreed to it as soon as he said it! He paid the copper coins on the spot.
Especially the men who go out, they are afraid that Hu Wenhua will not be willing to go with them for fear of not paying enough. Dad, don't you think it's strange?"
Fan Dazhu turned to Fan Qian and asked: "Dad, is there anything special about Hu Wenhua selling rabbits?"
Fan Qian hummed and hummed without saying a word.
After entering the city, he found an excuse to separate from them and went to find Fan Damu, who knew how Hu Wenhua sold rabbits.
"Dad, think about it quickly, this job is so profitable, we can't let people from other villages get it cheap!"
"If we take over the sale of rabbits, won't we make more money every time than other rabbit-raising families?"