Chapter 67: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 67: The Bloodsucker Arrives (Part 1)
When Mo Yan returned home, she saw her father chatting with Lin Da and the others in the main hall, with several cups of steaming tea on the table.
"The Young Miss is back!"
Seeing Mo Yan return, Lin Da, Lin Song, and Lin An quickly stood up to greet her.
Mo Yan felt awkward hearing the term "Young Miss" and waved her hand, indicating for them to sit down. She said helplessly, "Just call me by my name directly, or you can call me 'Miss Mo'!"
The three of them just smiled and remained silent, sitting down only after Mo Yan had sat.
Mo Yan asked Lin Meng, Xiong Shi, and Zhou Shi to find chairs for themselves and then asked her father, "Dad, how's the situation in the South Market? Are the three carts of vegetables enough to sell?"
When it came to business in the South Market, Mo Qingze also became excited. "It's very good, not worse than the East Market. We'll have to bring two more carts over tomorrow. Many people saw our vegetables looking so good and asked how they were grown, but I just brushed them off."
Upon hearing this, Mo Yan sat up alertly. "Dad, what kind of people were asking these questions?"
Mo Qingze sensed that something was wrong and carefully recalled before saying, "They were dressed nicely, like they came from wealthy families."
"They asked very detailed questions, but since I didn't want to say anything, they even gave me some money to try to get more information. I just told them I was helping to sell vegetables and didn't know anything else."
Suddenly, Lin An, who had been silent, spoke up in a low voice, then glanced at Mo Yan, looking somewhat uneasy.
Mo Yan looked at him unexpectedly. She didn't expect this person, who seemed not very eloquent, to be quite articulate. Seeing him twisting his clothes and knowing what he was worried about, she smiled and reassured him, "Don't worry, since I hired you, I naturally trust you! Actually, even if you tell them, it doesn't matter. If they really want to know, they can go to Liuyang Village and ask how the vegetables are grown. The villagers all know. If someone gives you money to ask about this next time, just take the money, don't refuse it for nothing."
Lin An was dumbfounded upon hearing this. Could... could it be done like this?
The other people's expressions changed as well, even wondering if the Young Miss was testing them deliberately by saying this.
Mo Qingze also looked at his daughter in confusion. How could the cultivation method of these greenhouse vegetables be easily revealed? Shouldn't it be kept tightly under wraps?
Mo Yan sensed their doubts but didn't explain further. Instead, she turned to Lin Da and Lin Song and asked, "Brothers Lin, how was the West Market? Was one cart of vegetables enough to sell?"
Lin Da and Lin Song came back to their senses, exchanged a glance, and finally, Lin Da stood up and said, "The cart of vegetables sold out, but there were many inquiries, only the price was too high, so few people bought."
As he said this, he felt embarrassed and lowered his head. Of the three places, theirs was the worst in terms of sales.
Lin Song fidgeted and glanced at Mo Qingze, then at Mo Yan. They had sold so few, but they still got the same pay. They felt awkward.
Mo Yan knew what they were thinking and smiled, "It's already very good. The West Market is inhabited by ordinary people. Selling a cart of vegetables is already quite good. In the future, just sell according to the amount of one cart per day. But it's almost the end of the twelfth month, so business should pick up a lot by the end of the twelfth month."
Seeing that the Young Miss didn't blame them at all, Lin Da and Lin Song heaved a sigh of relief, while Lin Song stood up and said, "We contributed less effort, so why doesn't the Young Miss reduce our pay a little?"
Mo Yan almost sprayed out the tea in her mouth at his words. This person was really odd! She looked at Lin Da and saw that he wasn't surprised at all, obviously agreeing with Lin Song's suggestion, but she couldn't do that.
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