The Wealthy Eldest Sister Rules Supreme

“Satisfying!” Zhuang Jingyc slurped up a mouthful of noodles, shaking his head as he praised.

“It’s not the noodles that are satisfying, it’s your heart that’s content, isn’t it?” Mrs. Ye laughed: “The arrangements for Miss Ning today went smoothly, didn’t they?”

“Fairly smooth indeed. Although there weren’t many who made decisions at this point, a good number of them took some bean seeds to try out. I reckon these beans arc not bad, once they try them out, the majority will likely opt for this strain.”

Zhuang Jingye laughed: “When we also plant this strain of bean at home in the future, everyone else will have a better idea and know what to do. We should be able to settle Miss Ning’s matter well.”

“But today’s joy isn’t just due to these beans; it’s because Miss Ning is planning to produce tofu skin. This tofu skin is a good thing. It’s high-profit, convenient to store, and easy to transport. If we can produce tofu skin on a large scale, we can definitely grow the business.”

“Miss Ning mentioned, if she starts making tofu skin, the tofu workshop alone may not be enough. She is considering using the newly enclosed land to build a workshop solely for tofu skin production. This way, many more people have to be hired; the common people in our village might be able to earn their wages without leaving the village.”

“Aren’t these reasons enough to be happy?”

“This is indeed a great thing. It’s worth to celebrate.” On hearing this, Mrs. Ye, too, grinned from car to ear: “Dear husband, how does Miss Ning come up with so many ideas and do so many things?”

“What else could it be? She’s simply capable.” Zhuang Jingyc slurped his noodles noisily: “You’ll see, Miss Ning is talented. She’s certain to achieve great things in the future.”

Mrs. Ye shot him a sideways glance, her lips curling slightly.

Who was the one saying Miss Ning was restless before? Wasn’t it you?

Just by flapping your lips, the narrative has changed?

Such a drastic change in attitude was somewhat off-putting to Mrs. Ye.

However, on second thought, people’s views change over time based on who they interact with. Who can guarantee they have never misjudged or been prejudiced?

Misjudgment and prejudice are not scary; what’s scary is sticking to one’s guns even when faced with a dead-end or a brick wall.

Though Zhuang Jingye might seem wishy-washy and sometimes annoying to others, his ability to see things clearly and not be obstinate is his strength. Nobody is perfect, so long as one has more merits than faults, it’s sufficient and too much can’t be demanded.

Mrs. Ye gave a chuckle, not saying anything more. She picked up her bowl of noodles and sat opposite Zhuang Jingye, starting to eat her noodles.

“Mr. Village Chief.”

Zhuang Dali stormed into the courtyard without even knocking on the door.

He barged into the courtyard in such a hurry that he couldn’t stop himself in time. He only stopped when he had reached Zhuang Jingye, nearly knocking over the table in front of Zhuang Jingye.

“What’s the rush? Whatever you want to say can be said in good time.” Zhuang Jingye held his bowl of noodles, relieved that neither the soup nor the noodles had spilled out, then took another mouthful of noodles.

“Sorry, Mr. Village Chief.” Zhuang Dali chuckled: “I was afraid that I would be late and the bean seeds would be gone. I rushed back without thinking, perhaps too quickly.”

“Mr. Village Chief, could you put down your meal and give me some bean seeds first?”

“I’ll take… about seventy jin.”

Zhuang Jingye initially thought Zhuang Dali was hurried due to some emergency, turns out it was about the bean seeds.

However, if he was so eager for the bean seeds, it indicates that he approves of them and hence it would be easier to promote the beans.

Upon realizing this, Zhuang Jingye was suddenly pleased. However, he showed no sign of it on his face, instead frowning impatiently: “Seventy jin? How much land does your family have to plant this many beans?”

“Listen here, I had a hard time convincing the merchant to give us these bean seeds. I thought we could increase the village’s income by planting beans. You can’t be thinking about making a fast buck by selling these seeds.”

“If every village knows about this and asks the merchant for these seeds, the price will soar and in the end, we will be the ones at a loss.”

“I understand.” Zhuang Dali nodded hastily and chuckled: “However, Mr. Village Chief, you don’t have to worry. I am not thinking of such things. I plan to plant beans on seven mu of land at home, which requires about forty to fifty jin of seeds. Furthermore, given that Mrs. Wang’s family is not well-off, I was thinking of helping them out so they can harvest more beans..”