They've all separated, so what does it matter to me if they get poorer and poorer?

Chapter 158 This Fallacy

When the chattering crowd saw that Aunt Liang had also arrived, their eyes flickered slightly. In a way, Aunt Liang could be considered a party involved as well.

"Third Sister-in-law Liang!"

"Aunt Liang!"

Aunt Liang smiled and replied, "They're all here."

Aunt Hua smiled and said, "Sister Liang, is what you're saying true? Is the tofu strips that Xiao Yan and the others make really that profitable?"

"Yeah, yeah, is it really that profitable? Two or three hundred coins a day, my goodness!"

"I can't even imagine how happy I would be if I could earn this much money in a day!"

"Is that tofu strip really made from konjac? That's strange, isn't konjac poisonous? How can it be made into food?"

"I heard that city people especially love to eat it, and it sold out in no time."

"That must be it. I didn't see them go into the city early in the morning and come back at noon."

"No wonder they go to the city every day without finding it troublesome. Sigh, if I could earn that much a day, I could make two trips a day—no, three or four.

"Then who can't?"

Aunt Hua chuckled, her face crinkling with wrinkles. "Sister Liang, look, we're all from the same village, right? The konjac grows in the mountains, it belongs to everyone. Why don't you teach us how to make it? We can all make it and sell it in town. It's not like we'll earn a lot, but earning twenty or thirty coins a day to supplement our household income is good. There are so many people in the city, we won't have to worry about selling it, it won't steal your business."

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Several voices chimed in softly, secretly observing Aunt Liang's expression.

Aunt Liang's smile faded slightly. "How could that be? Recipes for making things are priceless. Many families treasure them like precious gems, passing them down to their children and grandchildren, who rely on them for a living. How could we just give them to someone else? Our family got lucky by sheer chance. You can't teach them; it doesn't make sense. And don't bother looking for Zhichun; it won't do you any good."

Many people privately believe that the recipe was brought by Xiaoyan from her parents' home, and Aunt Liang just said it vaguely to deepen their misunderstanding and save them the trouble of going to Zhichun.

After all, Zhichun was outnumbered and weak, making her easier to bully.

Money moves people's hearts.

Some people are grateful, but there are always a few selfish and callous ones.

Everyone had expected Aunt Liang's attitude; they sighed with regret and had nothing more to say.

I may envy them, but it's their luck, isn't it?
Even setting aside the fact that Liang Lizheng is the village head, his family has several sons and daughters-in-law, making it a large family in the village. Who would dare to have any crooked or evil intentions?
They're asking for a beating.

Liang Liu's wife chuckled and said, "Auntie, I don't think that's quite right. The mountain belongs to everyone, right? And the konjac grows in the mountain, so it belongs to everyone, right? You families are all taking it all for yourselves. Isn't that taking advantage of us all? That's not right."

Aunt Hua's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands, saying, "That's right, I think what Lao Liu's wife said makes sense."

other people:"."

They looked at each other, as if something was amiss.
Liang Liu's wife said smugly, "Auntie, see, what I said makes sense, doesn't it? It's fine if you're reluctant to teach everyone the recipe, but you should at least share some of the profits with everyone, right? Even if you just give half of it to everyone, that would be good!" "Share my foot!" Liang San's aunt, who rarely cursed, was so angry at Liang Liu's wife that she didn't know what to say. "You have cattle, right? So according to you, the grass on the mountain belongs to everyone in the village. Aren't other families without cattle at a disadvantage? So when it's spring plowing, are you going to give your cattle to other families to use?"

Aunt Hua, who didn't have any cows at home, had her eyes light up again and quickly nodded: "Yes, yes, that's exactly right."

Liang Liu's wife got angry: "Why should other families use our ox for free? You also have an ox, are you letting others use it for free?"

Aunt Liang sneered, "Stop making trouble. Didn't you say that everything on the mountain belongs to everyone in the village and that whoever takes something should share the profits with the whole village? I didn't say that. Since you're good at criticizing others, can you do it yourself? Does the village have to assign a few people to keep an eye on everyone, to see if anyone has pulled up an extra bunch of pig feed, cut an extra piece of firewood, picked an extra bamboo shoot, or found any mushrooms or yams, and then the whole village should get a share?"

Liang Liu's wife choked, then forced a smile: "No, no need for that."

"Use it, of course we'll use it! Otherwise, it's not fair, isn't it?"

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"The things in the mountains are all unclaimed. Whoever has the ability and diligence can take them. Isn't that how it's always been? If any of you want to dig up konjac, just go ahead and dig. Nobody's stopping you. But let me tell you this first: konjac is poisonous. If the poison isn't completely removed, eating it can kill you. Don't try it recklessly, or you'll be responsible for any deaths. Don't try to cause trouble."

Aunt Hua laughed again, "We don't know how to make those shredded tofu either. It must be difficult to make. Why don't you teach everyone how to detoxify konjac? That way, we can all have another dish to try."

Aunt Liang: "No, this is also part of the prescription."

Aunt Hua: "."

If you're stingy, just say so.

There's nothing I can do now, I'm so annoyed.

Everyone sighed, "Oh well, they're lucky with their money, they deserve to be rich. We can't be envious. What can we do even if we want to? Can we rob them? It's better to build a good relationship with them; that way, we'll have someone to borrow money from if we ever need it."

For several days in a row, the village was abuzz with discussion about konjac tofu and how much money Xu Zhichun and his group had made.

There were all sorts of opinions, some of which were quite absurd and ridiculous.

Some people even went up to Zeng Xiaojuan to inquire and instigate, and Zeng Xiaojuan turned around and told Xu Zhichun and the others everything.

She's not such an ungrateful person.

Xu Zhichun and his team became even more cautious when making konjac tofu, keeping the front and back gates firmly closed.

What's funny is that Mao and Liang Cuier deliberately waited for this time to come over for a chat, saying they had something to discuss with Xu Zhichun. It was clear that they had ulterior motives.

Since others are so self-righteous about doing the first day of the lunar month, Xu Zhichun doesn't mind doing the fifteenth.

She simply wouldn't let them into the yard, and stood outside the gate asking what they wanted.

No matter how hard they pleaded, they wouldn't let them in; it was inconvenient.

Liang Cuier glared at her angrily, "What is this, sister-in-law? Are you deliberately keeping your distance from us? Do you think we're thieves? Is it so hard to come into your house for a chat?"

Liang Cuier's hostility was almost tangible, a barely concealed gnashing of teeth, as if she harbored an irreconcilable hatred for Xu Zhichun. Xu Zhichun was truly confused. Why did she hate herself so much? It wasn't her who forced her to marry Lian Laosi.

(End of this chapter)