Early the next morning, Jiang Jianguo told him the news that he and Jiang Yuanchao had discussed allowing Jiang Yulou to concentrate on writing and no longer have to do farm work. After some hesitation, Jiang Yulou agreed.
Farm work is indeed too tiring for him, and it cannot change the current situation at home.
Instead of holding on and eventually wearing down your body, it is better to think of other ways to increase the family's income.
In his previous life, his father and mother worked hard in the fields for a lifetime, and finally got sick and sadly passed away before he could develop. My brother is also suffering because he dropped out of primary school, has no education, and has not married a good wife.
By the time Jiang Yulou became prosperous, his elder brother Jiang Yuanchao had also passed his most passionate age.
These days, it is really difficult for those who suffer from poverty to recover.
This is also the reason why Jiang Yulou left school in his previous life and went to the city to make a living. He wanted to go out and have a try, and didn't want to die in obscurity in the fields.
In this life, Jiang Yulou wants to change his destiny, but so far, the difficulty has not decreased at all.
However, this did not affect his determination to fight against fate.
Whether it was for his family, for himself, or for Tang Yuewen, he had reasons why he couldn't bow to fate.
On this day, during class break, Jiang Yulou approached Ma Xiao and pulled him to a corner where no one was.
"Mysterious, what's the matter?"
"Don't yell." After Jiang Yulou made a silent gesture, he asked in a low voice: "Ma Xiao, let me ask you, do you want to make money?"
After hearing this, Ma Xiao rolled his eyes and said angrily: "What did I think it was? Of course I did. Why, do you have a way?"
He knew that Jiang Yulou was very smart and had a lot of ideas in his mind, which was why he seldom played with Jiang Yulou.
Jiang Yulou glanced around and nodded, "I do have a way, but I need your help."
Ma Xiao raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "You really have it? You're not lying to me, are you?"
It's not easy to make money these days. Even his father has to waste his energy just to make money.
The ways to make money are all there, and trying to open up new ways is tantamount to fantasy. No wonder he doesn't believe it easily.
"Who wants to lie to you, and there is no money to be made. You just decide whether to do it or not." Jiang Yulou said angrily.
Ma Xiao scratched his head in embarrassment, "You have to tell me what you are doing."
Jiang Yulou waved his hand: "Come here."
Ma Xiao obediently put his ear to Jiang Yulou's mouth. After listening, he doubted: "Is this possible?"
"I won't let you pay, so you can just ride a bike to take me to the county market." Jiang Yulou explained patiently.
Ma Xiao hesitated for a moment before agreeing: "That's it. When you're ready, just come to my house and find me."
The reason why he agreed was not because he believed Jiang Yulou's idea could make money, but because of their relationship. Jiang Yulou is his good buddy. For the sake of his good buddy, it doesn't matter if he agrees to this request.
Besides, he didn't have to take risks. The real risks were done by Jiang Yulou.
After convincing Ma Xiao, Jiang Yulou was in a good mood. Whether he can immediately improve the situation at home depends on whether his method of making money is effective.
During lunch, Jiang Yulou coincidentally sat down with Tang Yuewen.
This time it was not Tang Yuewen's initiative, but Jiang Yulou's intention.
After he sat down, Tang Yuewen asked with concern: "Student Jiang, you have been absent-minded in class recently. Have you encountered anything disturbing?"
Jiang Yulou was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, I'm fine."
Then, he explained: "Do you still remember the essay competition of "Contemporary"? I am preparing to write a novel. I have to do a lot of homework for writing, so you think I am a little absent-minded."
Tang Yuewen opened her eyes wide when she heard that Jiang Yulou was planning to write a novel, "Classmate Jiang, are you really going to write a novel? What type of novel are you going to write for the first novel, a short story or a novel? After you finish it, I can Take a look?"
Most of her confidence in writing novels comes from her family background.
Her father was a university teacher, and he was well educated. There was a lot of books at home. Thanks to this, she read a lot. I can’t say she read more than anyone in the county, but there was definitely no one in the class better than her. many.
Even so, she didn't dare to say that she could write any good works.
She knew very well the conditions of the Jiang Yulou family.
Food is a problem, and where can I get the money to buy books?
Or, who did he borrow it from?
She thought of one person, Ma Xiao, Jiang Yulou's good friend, and his family still had money.
If it were him, it would be possible for him to buy the book and be willing to lend it to Jiang Yulou to read.
Looking at the cute girl in front of him who asked her a barrage of questions, Jiang Yulou couldn't help but smile: "I haven't started writing the first work yet, and I'm looking for materials now. However, it should be regarded as a short story. If it is finished, , I will definitely let you be my first reader.”
Tang Yuewen's face suddenly turned red. At this moment, she thought a lot, but in the end, all her words turned into a "Yeah."
Jiang Yulou didn't think much about it. He had something to do in the afternoon. After a hurried meal, he said goodbye to Tang Yuewen and left the school on Ma Xiao's bicycle.
Back in the village, since there was no need to work in the fields, Jiang Yulou went directly to his destination. Their mountains were rich in fungi. There was a kind of fungus that the villagers usually used to feed pigs, but no one ate it, but the quantity was particularly large. .
The red mushroom is the money-making idea that Jiang Yulou came up with.
Don't underestimate the red mushrooms used to feed pigs in rural areas in this era. In later generations, these red mushrooms were rare and precious edible fungi.
The scientific name of red mushroom is Zhengruguzi, and rural people call it red mushroom. Due to its rich nutrition, food and medicinal value, its meat is tender, sweet, delicious and deeply loved by people.
Generally speaking, one kilogram of wild red mushroom seeds, that is, red mushrooms, can be sold for more than 2,000 yuan.
What he wanted to do was to take the red mushrooms and sell them in the county town so that the people in the city would have something fresh to eat.
The main thing is that red mushrooms are very special. Not only will the water turn red after soaking in water, but they will also emit a strong fragrance, which is completely different from ordinary edible fungi.
Jiang Yulou did not think about making a fortune by selling red mushrooms. After all, the value of red mushrooms can only be maximized after the country becomes rich and understands nutrition and health preservation.
But even so, it is easy for urban workers who have never seen red mushrooms to spend a few cents to buy a pound of red mushrooms and try them out. In his previous life, he heard that there was a hawker who made a small fortune in the county by doing this. Pen.
Jiang Yulou picked for a while and finally filled two snakeskin pockets.
He was not evil, so he sold some red mushrooms every day and worked for ten days and a half. As long as he and Ma Xiao could make a hundred and eighty yuan in the end.
If the two people share it equally, each person can get forty or fifty, which is equivalent to a month's salary of an urbanite, and can also subsidize the family's income.
He doesn't expect to be in this business for a long time, as long as he can persist until he successfully submits the manuscript and gets paid.
Full of confidence, Jiang Yulou borrowed a scale and a basin. After calling Ma Xiao, the two tied the two snakeskin bags tightly to the bicycle, and then rode together towards the county seat.
The journey of dozens of miles didn't seem like a big deal before, but this time carrying two snakeskin bags weighing more than ten kilograms made the two of them very tired.
Even if the two of them switched bicycles, they were already out of breath by the time they reached the county town.
Jiang Yulou wiped the sweat from his head and looked at the county with a smile. As long as hope is there, he is not afraid no matter how hard or tired he is.
