Transmigrated as a Peasant Girl with Prophetic Dreams: Using My Space to Become the Richest Person - Chapter 78

Chapter 78: It’s Impossible to Lose

Qian Yue’e was puzzled. If the seeds didn’t grow, wouldn’t they have to pay out? How was it possible not to lose money, especially since they were going to sign a formal contract?

Once a contract was signed, everything written on it had to be honored. Otherwise, if the matter was taken to the government office, there would surely be severe punishment.

With this doubt in her heart, Qian Yue’e voiced it: “But if they can’t grow the seeds, won’t we have to pay them? We’ll be losing money then.”

Regarding this question, Yang Xue originally wanted to give a simple and blunt answer: it was impossible for her seeds not to grow.

After all, the seeds from her lab were meticulously bred and had been tested in all sorts of soils and fields; failures were almost non-existent. Furthermore, she had even soaked them in Spirit Spring water, making failure even more inconceivable.

However, after thinking it over, Yang Xue decided to explain it slowly to Qian Yue’e.

“Mother, in anything you do, if you want to succeed and gain more profit, you must bear a certain amount of risk.”

“We give the seeds to Second Aunt for free. If she grows them, we buy them at a low price and then resell them. Won’t our family make even more money?”

“Since there’s an opportunity to make money, there must be a corresponding risk.”

“If Second Aunt didn’t have us to back her up against that risk, why would she be willing to sell the vegetables she grew to us at a lower price?”

“It’s mutual. She’s afraid to take the risk, so she’s willing to earn a bit less. We are willing to take the risk, so we have the chance to earn much more.”

Qian Yue’e still didn’t quite understand: “But if we win, we only gain 30% of the vegetable’s value. If we lose, we have to pay 60% of a normal grain harvest. It still feels like we’re the ones at a disadvantage.”

“That’s exactly why it’s called a risk, Mother. Think about it—these vegetables don’t exist in the Great An Dynasty. When the time comes, we’ll be the ones setting the price. We can set it much higher than ordinary crops. Do you still think we’ll be losing then?”

Ordinary crops meant things like sweet potatoes and corn, which didn’t fetch high prices.

Yang Xue watched Qian Yue’e frowning in deep thought and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. From her brief interaction with Sun Qiuping just now, she could see a clear difference.

Even though both branches were neglected by Old Man Yang and Old Lady Yang, the third branch (Lao San’s family) had lived much more miserably than the second branch (Lao Er’s family).

This was because Sun Qiuping was truly a clever and thoughtful person.

One only had to look at how Wang Dani treated Sun Qiuping versus Qian Yue’e. Although Wang Dani didn’t like Sun Qiuping either, Sun Qiuping was never submissive. When Wang Dani tried to hit her, Sun Qiuping knew how to dodge. When Wang Dani tried to hit the children of the second branch, Sun Qiuping knew how to resist.

Yang Lao Er was the same; though ignored, he knew how to use humor and distraction to avoid being bullied too harshly. Now that the third branch had separated, the second branch followed suit almost immediately. It was clear they were smart.

Yang Xue sighed: “Mother, we have to look further ahead. We can’t rely solely on our own manual labor to make money forever.”

Qian Yue’e remained uncertain: “What if they don’t sell, or we can’t get a high price?”

“Mother, you don’t actually think we’re going to carry these vegetables to the local wet market to sell, do you?”

Qian Yue’e was confused. If they didn’t sell vegetables at the market, where else could they sell them?

Yang Xue pressed her palm to her forehead: “Mother, we won’t be selling them at the market. You’ll understand when the time comes. In short, it’s impossible for our family to lose.”

Not only would they not lose, but she was going to lead them to make a lot—a whole lot—of money.

Yang Xue felt that no matter what she said now, Qian Yue’e wouldn’t understand. Once she led them through the process, they would see.

Qian Yue’e didn’t understand, but she chose to trust Yang Xue: “Alright, as long as our family doesn’t lose out.”

Yang Xue had already chosen her first target for selling the vegetables: the County Magistrate of their Xingcai Town.

“Selling” wasn’t exactly the right word; “giving” was more accurate.

Yang Xue had already decided to use the vegetables from the first mu as a way to “open the door” and build a reputation. Giving vegetables to the Magistrate wasn’t just about simple social etiquette. If the Magistrate ate them and couldn’t stop thinking about them, he would naturally seek her out again.

The Magistrate had connections. When he sought her out, she would find a way to turn his connections into her own.

Thinking too far ahead, thinking too far ahead, Yang Xue pulled her thoughts back. In any case, she would never allow the vegetables she worked so hard to grow to go unsold. Even if she had to open her own vegetable supermarket, she would sell them.

A vegetable supermarket? Yang Xue’s thoughts began to drift again.

After lunch, Yang Xue told her family she needed to return to the village. She was actually going to deliver the Silver Ear fungus to Wei Xiao, but to keep her family from worrying, she said she was going to talk to the Village Chief.

“Father, Mother, I’m going back to the village to ask the Chief about some things.”

Qian Yue’e immediately said, “Asking the Chief? I’ll go back with you.”

Yang Xue quickly declined: “No need, Mother. I can go alone. It’s nothing major.”

Qian Yue’e could only nod: “Alright, just be careful.”

“I will.”

Yang Xue returned to the village. There were few people around at noon; almost every household was out in the fields. She went straight to the Village Chief’s house and knocked. Lin Yuansheng opened the door.

Seeing Yang Xue, Lin Yuansheng was very surprised: “Don’t tell me you’ve already found the ‘Five-Tripod Mushroom’ (Silver Ear)?”

“Yes, I found it.”

Lin Yuansheng quickly let her in. No one else was at the Chief’s house except Wei Xiao and Lin Yuansheng. Yang Xue looked around and realized her timing was perfect.

“Wei-ge, Yang Xue is here.”

Wei Xiao heard the voice and came out of the room immediately. He looked at Yang Xue with pleasant surprise: “Did you find the ‘Five-Tripod Mushroom’?”

“I didn’t need to look for it. I came across it before and harvested it. I’ve kept it dried at home ever since.”

Yang Xue took out the Silver Ear fungus: “Look, it’s preserved quite well, isn’t it?”

Wei Xiao had specifically researched information on this fungus. He knew that “quite well” was an understatement—it was perfectly preserved.

Lin Yuansheng didn’t feel much; he had never seen such a thing before, so he didn’t know what counted as “good.” But seeing Wei Xiao’s ecstatic expression, he knew it had to be top-quality.

“Miss Yang, can you sell all of these blossoms to me?”

“Sure.” She had intended to sell them all to him anyway, but what was a fair price? Yang Xue felt conflicted. Rather than struggle with it, she decided to let him decide: “Then, Master Wei, name a price. If it’s fair, I’ll sell.”