Triplets: Lucky Mommy is a Beautiful Badass

As the village chief, Ma Sanye usually mediates disputes between neighbors. He took a look at the severance document and turned his head to ask Mrs. Wu.

"Is this the handwriting of your family Qiberi himself?"

"Although it is, but..." Wu shi didn't expect Qi Qingyao to take out this document so directly, and she felt embarrassed.

"But what, but, you signed the severance book yourself and pressed your handprint, there's no way someone else forced you!" Muramasa said impatiently.

A good person jokingly sarcastically said: "Wu Yulian, you didn't say it before, Eleven Niang is no longer stupid, so she plans to be self-reliant, so have you cut ties with your family?"

"Dare you just want to get rid of this oil bottle, who knows that people are really stupid, hahaha."

"It's funny, isn't this trying to take advantage? How can there be such a good thing!"

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The sound of ridicule was incessant, making Wu and Guo's faces a little ugly, Guo really wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

Wu shi gritted his teeth, stuck his neck, and defended.

"Writing a severance book, so what! Our Qi family raised her so big, doesn't she have to pay off the debt? What's wrong with ordering pork? This is our own business. Is it your turn to chirp? "

"Yeah, I'm still angry..." Old Yang's wife said yin and yang strangely.

Mrs Wu glared at Lao Yang's daughter-in-law, turned her face to look at Qi Qingyao, and said with a rogue tone: "Qi Qingyao, don't pretend to be dead! If you don't give meat today, I won't leave."

Qi Qingyao ignored Wu at all.

Sweeping around the villagers watching the lively, I have a plan.

She smiled calmly and generously.

She clapped her hands and motioned the villagers to focus on her.

Then the voice became passionate.

"Folks, we all belong to the same village. If you want meat, the price of a pound of meat at the market seems to be 2 yuan. Well, tomorrow I plan to go to the market to sell this pig. Since you are here today , I'll give everyone a cheaper price. One pound of pork is 1 cent. If you want to buy it, please hurry up."

This year, different from modern captive breeding, which is especially free-range in ancient times, the meat production rate of pigs is not high. People who specialize in raising pigs are called pig herds. In addition, pigs usually eat filthy things, so nobles and rich landowners do not eat pork. They all eat beef and mutton. For wealthy families, pigs are generally used for sacrifices.

As for farmers, an ordinary family can only buy three pigs with one year's income.

One tael is ten coins, and one tael is equal to one thousand wen. It's like a penny.

One penny is one hundred cents.

A penny is almost equal to two cents of renminbi.

So two dollars a pound of pork doesn't seem to be cheap.

It is normal for tenants and poor people to not be able to eat pork.

After hearing Qi Qingyao's words, the villagers were stunned.

Everyone turned their heads, you looked at me, I looked at you, and looked at each other.

"Is it really worth our money?" Someone suddenly asked.

"It's all from the villagers. Even if you don't come, I want to ask everyone." Qi Qingyao smiled casually and said casually: "Everyone knows that my family is poor and destitute. I don't even have a mouthful of rice. I don't want to make money from the township parties. So let's count the money for everyone. If you want to buy it, please queue up first."

As soon as the words were finished, regardless of what the villagers thought, Qi Qingyao gave instructions to himself.

"Xianjin, cut two catties of meat for the village!"

Si Jin sighed, and cut a piece of meat neatly, without weighing it, he put it on with a straw rope and handed it to Qi Qingyao.

Qi Qingyao smiled, and politely handed the pork to the third master of the village's horse, and said by the way, "I don't know if I can borrow the scale of the village's family to use it~~"

The update was completed on February 18, please recommend tickets! ~