After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

In order to have a good talk with Chen Dongyue, Patriarch Song and several elders of the Song family invited Chen Dongyue into the small room on the east side of the ancestral hall to talk.

Their ancestral hall of the old Song family has a total of three main rooms.

There is a main room in the middle where ancestral tablets and genealogy are enshrined. Generally, except for festivals and sacrifices, no one can enter or leave at will.

There are two wing rooms in the east and west. One room contains some tables, chairs and benches used for sacrifices, and the other room stores some grain produced in the clan's fields.

At the moment, there is no surplus food in the clan, so the room where the food is stored has nothing else but a large barrel for holding food.

Because he had to discuss matters with Chen Dongyue, Patriarch Song quickly discussed with the elders the punishment for Song Qingming and his wife.

Song Qingming's family didn't have anything valuable to use as an atonement, so the elders in the clan felt it wasn't worth it to go to the county government office for a handful of stolen rice.

Therefore, after discussion among the clan elders, Chief Song announced that Song Qingming and his wife would be punished to work in the clan fields for three months after spring.

Although the couple complained, they were afraid that the clan leader would bring up the matter of exterminating the clan... so they could only accept it.

After finishing the matter of Song Qingming and his wife, Patriarch Song smiled and asked his brother and Song Bufan to move a few benches into the grain storage room.

He let Chen Dongyue sit wherever she wanted, while he and several clan elders sat in a circle around Chen Dongyue.

Chen Dongyue was not afraid and asked directly: "What is the clan leader talking to me about?"

"Well... Dongyue, look, it's the Chinese New Year soon. Our clan celebrates the New Year. In the past, basically every household had some rice and noodles to use to worship their ancestors on New Year's Eve.

But it’s not like you don’t know the situation now, let alone asking the tribesmen to provide food... They didn’t even ask me for food. "

After speaking, Patriarch Song looked at Chen Dongyue with a smile on his face.

Chen Dongyue, who probably already understood what Patriarch Song was doing, said straightforwardly: "If the Patriarch wants me to donate food, then don't open your mouth. I don't agree."

Patriarch Song instantly looked at Song Bufan with an embarrassed expression.

But Song Bufan was sitting on the bench, with his head lowered, kicking a dried orange beside his feet back and forth, completely pretending not to see Patriarch Song looking at her.

The scene fell into embarrassment for a while.

If it had been another woman, the clan elders would have swarmed Chen Dongyue at this moment, showing affection to Chen Dongyue, trying to reason with her, or... simply threatening her and putting pressure on her.

But facing Chen Dongyue, these bad old men didn't dare to push her too far.

After all, Song Ke's life and death are still open to debate, and some of these clan members also work in Qingshan Embroidery Workshop.

They were also afraid that it would be bad if Chen Dongyue closed down her embroidery workshop in anger and cut off the family's financial resources.

What's more... although this woman looks thinner than before, her figure is still very strong.

Even if Song Changnian, the patriarch of the Song clan who is about the same height as Chen Dongyue, is standing next to her, Chen Dongyue must be 70% more powerful than him.

Seeing that Patriarch Song was speechless for a moment, Song Bufan pretended to be dumbfounded, and the elders didn't know how to continue the conversation.

At this time, a clan elder who was so old that he had lost all his teeth, and I heard he was the oldest in the Song family, he was eighty-eight years old, opened his mouth and said, "That Dongyue~~~"

"Hey, old man, I'm here!" Chen Dongyue waved her hand towards the old man.

The old man turned his head and looked at Chen Dongyue, "Oh~~ Hahaha. Dongyue, you don't need to call me the old man. I and Song Ke's grandfather's father are cousins.

My cousin, Grandpa Song Ke’s father, is called Daxiong, and my name is Dahu~~~

If you really want to talk about seniority, you can call me Azu~~"

"Hey, Azu~~" Chen Dongyue responded, "If you can't eat, I can ask Song Yang to send you some food later.

But if I was asked to pay for the food to support the whole clan, Azu, my ability is limited, so I declined. "

"That's right!" Tiger Azu nodded to express his understanding, "I also think this matter cannot be handled this way.

But Dongyue... Since the beginning of winter, more than twenty people in our clan have died.

Let’s not talk about the old man. Anyway, he has lived enough.

But the children... there were seven or eight children who died of cold, starvation and disease.

It’s really painful for us old immortals to see...

Azu can see that you are a capable person. Can you think of some way to find some jobs for the people in our clan? "

After saying that, the big tiger Azu used the branch of the tree that he used as a walking stick to poke Chief Song, "Young man, please stop thinking of ways to bully a weak woman like Dongyue."

"Azu..." Song Changyue was very speechless, "You are poking at me!! I am Changyue!"

But Big Tiger Azu said: "You two brothers are the same anyway, don't always think about bullying women and children."

Patriarch Song looked at Chen Dongyue speechlessly, thinking, can this woman, who is taller than me, be considered a weak woman? !

But...forget it! Who asked him to ask for help?

So Patriarch Song could only nodded silently, "Dongyue, what Azu said is, if you have any way to make money, please take care of us for the sake of everyone being of the same clan."

"Work?" Chen Dongyue frowned, "For a while, you really made things difficult for me."

In fact, finding a job is not impossible.

Anyway, her delivery is quite convenient. It is not impossible for Xiaoyou to sell handicrafts online.

But besides embroidering, what else can people in this village do?

There are barriers to becoming an embroiderer, and it doesn't mean anyone can do it if they want to.

So Chen Dongyue then asked, "If you want to find a job, you must have a skill, right? Do the people here have any special talents?"

"Special talent?" Song Bufan could hear people's words now, "Does it count if I can weave fishing baskets?"

"The fishing basket won't work." Chen Dongyue shook his head.

In the future, it will be illegal to set up baskets for fishing in rivers, and no one will buy them.

If this thing was sold purely as a handicraft or decoration... no one would want it, right?

What kind of heartless person would carry a fishing basket all over the street?

It’s even worse when used as a home decoration. Fishing baskets have no aesthetic value. Who would put a fishing basket in their home decoration?

"But!" She suddenly thought of something, "If you can make a round fan, preferably in various patterns, such as a plum blossom shape, a cat head shape, a rabbit shape, etc., then I can help you. Find a way to sell it.”

A small round fan goes with Hanfu. When Chen Dongyue and Xiaoyou went to Jiangnan Ancient Town to play, they saw the young lady wearing such a combination.

Needless to say, it’s pretty good-looking.

"This is not easy!" Patriarch Song stood up excitedly.

Song Changyue, who was sitting at the other end of the bench, was caught off guard and tilted the bench up, then fell down and squatted down.

Patriarch Song still disliked him, "What's wrong with you? You're so reckless!"

Then he didn't help his brother, and said anxiously to Chen Dongyue: "It's much easier to make a round fan than to make a fish basket! I can do this too!"

"That's it, that's it..." Song Bufan was so excited that he rubbed his hands, "I can make more than a dozen small fans a day! Dongyue, are you sure you can do this? The capable clan master will do it right now Get back to work!"

There is a river outside Qingshan Village. In summer, people in the village like to go fishing there.

Although not everyone can make fish baskets, there is someone in almost every household who can repair fish baskets.

Weaving round fans is much simpler than mending fish baskets, so basically every household has someone who can do this job.

The eyes of the elders sitting there were all shining, and they muttered in a low voice that the few in the family were useless, but they could do some simple straw or rattan weaving work.

At this time, Chen Dongyue was about to pour cold water on them, "Don't get excited yet. Let's do this. You first hand over twenty round fans to my clan master. How much does each one cost?"

Chen Dongyue looked at Song Bufan.

"Let's prepare the materials ourselves, each...three coins?" Song Bufan asked tentatively.

Anyway, you don’t need to buy the bamboo and reeds you need for weaving. If you want, you can just go pick them in the bamboo forest and reed swamps at the foot of Daqing Mountain. All you need is personal wages.

In his opinion, there is no special technical content in making a round fan. It only costs three cents per hand, which is already pretty good.

You must know that their embroidery work only costs four or five cents for a small piece of embroidery. Getting a needle and thread is much more difficult than knitting a round fan!

So Song Bufan felt that the handicraft fee of three cents was already quite high.

Chen Dongyue thought for a moment, then nodded, "Three-course meal is fine. But we don't include meals.

For the first batch of twenty round fans, a few of them, or family members, made samples and showed them to me.

If I can successfully find a buyer here, you can tell the villagers about this, okay? "

"Okay, okay," Big Tiger Azu nodded crazily, "Is that settled, A-Nian?"

"Okay!" Song Changnian also nodded, "Then it's settled."

"But..." Chen Dongyue suddenly spoke again, "I have a small request."