Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 687: Chapter 687: Utter Disappointment

Li Rou had been holding Tong Xiaoyue’s hand, but when she saw Tong Xingda rushing toward them in anger, she quickly bent over to pick up Tong Xiaoyue. She held Tong Xiaoyue tightly in her arms, with Tong Xiaoyue’s small head just against her face.

With Tong Xiaoyue around, Li Rou believed Tong Xingda would not dare to strike her.

Tong Xingda stiffened his raise hand as he saw this. Looking at Tong Xiaoyue’s face, filled with tears and fear, he found he could not bring his hand down.

“Father, father, let it go. Today is Sanlang’s big day, don’t be angry,” Tong Dalang stepped forward, pulling Tong Xingda to the side, “There’s no point in making a fuss about this now. We should think about the future.”

“With Sanlang becoming a scholar, our family does not need to pay taxes any more. Didn’t our sister-in-law give us several strategies last time? I think we should start a small business according to those strategies.”

“Sanlang is a scholar, it’s not appropriate for our Tong Family to be so poor.”

Upon mentioning this, Tong Xingda glared at him, “How can those of us who have produced a scholar start selling at stalls? That’s embarrassing!”

“What about making dried sweet potatoes?” Tong Dalang said, leading Tong Xingda to Tong Tiehu “Our family planted ten acres of sweet potatoes this year. How are we going to dispose of these ten acres of sweet potatoes?”

How to dispose of it?

Previously, part of it was going to be turned into starch for family consumption and the rest sold at the restaurant.

Because of the existence of the cold jelly noodles, the price of sweet potatoes this year will certainly rise.

Even if it rises, it won’t go far. Each acre of sweet potatoes can yield 3000 jin, which is ten times the yield of wheat. The price is far too low. At most, it would sell for one cent per jin.

His family has ten acres of sweet potatoes and can collect 30,000 jin. Even if half is sold, it will only yield fifteen taels of silver.

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It’s not even enough for a meal at the restaurant.

Now suddenly there’s dried sweet potato, and it can sell for 300 cents per jin. Naturally, it needed to be given a shot.

Tong Dalang explained this situation to Tong Xingda, and then he began to taste a sweet potato strip.

“Don’t bother thinking about it. It’s the sweet potatoes that are the issue. Our sweet potatoes are not as good as the Qiao Family’s. We can’t sell them for that much money,” said Tong Tiehu.

In the time that had passed, he had eaten his fill.

Standing up, he passed the basket to Tong Dalang, “You’ll understand once you’ve tasted it.”

He left with his hands behind his back after passing him the basket.

He had no hope for this family anymore.

In the beginning, he had hoped to change these people. But what was the result?

Just now, Li Rou used Tong Xiaoyue to stop Tong Xingda.

Could a mother really do such a thing?

How could he have been so blind as to marry such foolish and venomous women?

Let them quarrel, he no longer cared.

As long as these people did not disturb Tong Sanlang and Qiao Xiaomai, he would turn a blind eye and pretend he saw nothing.

Tong Tiehu had left. The rest of the family stared at each other in front of a basket of dried sweet potatoes.

Sanlang’s promotion to scholar was supposed to be a joyful event. Why were things taking such a strange turn?

Despite the uneasiness, could they go and cause trouble for Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang?

Looking at the present situation, they couldn’t.

So, everyone began to walk toward Tong Dalang, grabbing and biting into the sweet potato strips.

After tasting, they all wondered in their hearts: they had eaten sweet potatoes for years, did they really taste like this or had they been eating fake sweet potatoes their whole lives?

“Qiao Xiaomai must have added something to it!” Tong Xingda gritted his teeth and made a judgement.