After entering the house, the village chief sat on the stool on the right side of the main hall.

The stools were made by Uncle Qiangzi these days with discarded wood, saying that they were used as gifts to send Jiang Qingwan to move a new home, and only charged the wood fee for two shelves and beds.

The village chief just sat down and gasped. Seeing the big girl bringing Liangbai over, she took the cup and took a few sips, pressing down the heat.

"Daya, I heard that I bought a lot of things from the town, and Uncle Zhixing didn't know how to persuade you to order them." The village chief took a sip of water, paused a little, and said earnestly, "You have just moved out now, and you will spend more money in the future. You can't just spend money all at once, otherwise what can you do in the future."

"Grandpa Third, what I bought is necessary now, and the bunch of them were basically bought from scrap stations, which cost a lot of money." Jiang Qingwan explained slowly.

"Hey, you have to save some money. You are young and can't make a few centimeters now. You and Xiaowei point to those centimeters of food and don't know if you can eat enough." The village chief knew that although Da Ya was young and successful, he still couldn't help but worry that she was young and had some experience in some things.

Jiang Qingwan saw that Grandpa San was worried about her and Xiaowei's future life, "Grandpa San, don't worry, I can buy the food that is not enough in the future."

The village chief sighed, "Even if there is a little compensation from Li Zi, it's useless. Besides, I heard from your grandfather that you want to send Xiaowei to school, the tuition fee is also a expense."

In order not to worry Grandpa San, Jiang Qingwan glanced outside and whispered: "Grandpa San, I dug a ginseng on the mountain before and bought some money. This money is enough for Xiaowei and I to eat and drink for several years."

"What!" The village chief widened his eyes when he heard the ginseng, "You dug up the ginseng! Are you sure it is ginseng?"

"Yes, Grandpa San, I found it when I went to the mountain to cut pig grass." Jiang Qingwan nodded.

"How did you know ginseng?" the village chief asked in confusion.

Ginseng is rare in their area. Most of the ginseng is in the north, and the climate in the south is humid and hot and humid.

As far as he knows, a Jiang family uncle found one in their village just twenty years ago.

After that, a large group of people went up the mountain to find ginseng, but found nothing.

Jiang Qingwan decided to think of an excuse before revealing the news.

"It was taught by Grandpa Chi of the Murao before."

The original owner used to know a barefoot doctor in the village. The barefoot doctor was very nice to her and taught the original owner to recognize some words.

Most people in the village know about it. As for whether the original owner had taught him to know the medicinal materials, no one could know because the barefoot doctor had passed away.

So Jiang Qingwan thought that something unreasonable might be pushed to the barefoot doctor.

"It turned out to be Old Man Chi, no wonder."

The village chief Chi knew that Old Man Chi had settled in Shangwan Village more than ten years ago. When he saw the old man knowing medical skills, he thought that there was no barefoot doctor in the village and agreed.

However, this old man is very strange. He usually does not deal with the villagers except for medical treatment.

Only Da Ya could say a few words to him in the village. Maybe he saw Da Ya smartly teach some knowledge about herbal medicine.

"Daya, where did you sell this ginseng?" Suddenly the village chief thought of something and asked Jiang Qingwan sternly, "Are you going to the black market in the town?"

Seeing that Jiang Qingwan blinked her eyes and didn't say anything, the village chief said with a certain fear, "You girl, why are you so brave? You dare to go there to trade. You're not going to live, what should you do if something goes wrong?"

"Grandpa Third, I covered my face when I went there, and no one would recognize me." Jiang Qingwan said in a low voice, with a little guilty look in her eyes.

"This is something you recognize or not. What if you meet a bad person with a ginseng and grab it directly?" the village chief said with a serious look on his face, "No more are allowed to go again in the future."

Then he told Jiang Qingwan a lot of examples.

Obviously, I wanted to hit this brave little girl to let her know the seriousness of going to the black market.

"Okay, Grandpa Third, I won't go in the future." Jiang Qingwan lowered her head and agreed.

I thought about the future and thought of another excuse to explain where the money came from, and I would never give my third grandfather a chance to talk about her.

"Okay, just remember it in your heart. By the way, I went to the commune yesterday to transfer your household registration and Xiaowei." Seeing that Jiang Qingwan had a good attitude, the village chief admitted his mistake and transferred the topic to the household registration.

"Thank you, Grandpa San."

After the village chief finished what he should say, he hurried back to the brigade office.

Jiang Qingwan continued to clean up the pile of wood, planning how to make up tables, chairs, wardrobes and other furniture.

There was quite a lot of wood transported back, and the piece of agarwood brought out together had already been put into the space by her.

While dealing with this pair of wood, she suddenly found that several woods seemed particularly heavy and were completely different from their size.

Jiang Qingwan flashed with a flash of inspiration. Could it be that there are good things hidden in these woods?

She carefully picked out all the suspicious woods and took them to the bedroom on one side.

Then I looked at the wood carefully and found that there were traces of being cut on it.

Some are in the middle, some are in the tail.

She touched the marks with her hands, and suddenly she touched the raised part at the end of a piece of wood.

After pressing hard, I found that it was a mortise and tenon structure that could be disassembled.

After finding all the small mechanisms, she took out a lot of good things from the wood. There was a piece of wood with more than a dozen small gold bars weighing more than one or two, which was a bit heavy.

The other few were hidden in some gems and jewelry, wrapped in some handkerchiefs and cotton and stuffed into the wood.

This surprised Jiang Qingwan. There was still a lot of wood in the space. Could it be that some of the woods were hidden in jewelry or gold?

Sure enough, she still has the luck of the heroine.

This time I went to the scrap station, I made a lot of money by taking out the things from these pieces of wood.

Just as Jiang Qingwan was immersed in surprise, Lu Yuzhang and Su Bingxi went to the cowshed with the dishes and steamed buns they packed from the state-owned restaurant.

At this time, almost all the people in the village went to the ground, and there were basically no one coming from the cowshed, so they dared to go to the cowshed so blatantly.

When he walked to the cowshed, Lu Yuqian looked around carefully and confirmed that there was no one, he entered the cowshed with Su Bingxi.

Mr. Lu was cleaning up in the cowshed. When he heard footsteps, he looked up and saw the eldest grandson and the grandson of the old Su family.

"Grandpa Lu, Ah and I are here to bring braised pork to you and Grandma Lu." Su Bingxi leaned over to the railing of the cow pen with a smile on his face and said to Mr. Lu in a low voice.
Chapter completed!