Overbearing Immortal Doctor
Chapter 92 - 92 92 Collective Ascent to the Mountain

92: Chapter 92: Collective Ascent to the Mountain 92: Chapter 92: Collective Ascent to the Mountain How much jealousy will arise, and how many troubles will be caused?

The best way to prevent problems is to let the villagers prosper too.

If I point out the moneymaking idea and the villagers provide labor, then when everyone in the village prospers or fails together, harmony will naturally prevail with no more troubles.

Wu Xiaoyu explained the pros and cons to his mother and then called a few cousins, inviting them over after dinner.

The cousins were idling at home with nothing to do, just waiting for the summer harvest.

A few days ago, they even asked Wu Xiaoyu to help them find some work, but to no avail.

Today, hearing Wu Xiaoyu calling them over, they felt both puzzled and expectant.

What does he want?

Is he going to show them a way to make money?

After lunch, the cousins gathered at Wu Xiaoyu’s house, a total of six people, all from the same clan within five generations.

Wu Xiaoyu organized his thoughts and said: “Here’s the thing… I’ve been wandering in the mountains these days and found a lot of wild mushrooms.

I picked some and sold them in town, and they were very popular.”

“I’m thinking of getting you guys to go up the mountain to pick mushrooms, then hand them over to me, and I’ll sell them uniformly.

I’ll pay you twelve yuan per catty.

What do you think?”

The cousins inevitably had doubts.

How many mushrooms could there be in the back mountain?

Is it worth the risk for some mushrooms?

“Twelve yuan per catty?

A few days ago, Li Yujia picked so many mushrooms and sold them in town for just over ten yuan.

You’re offering us twelve yuan per catty; what’s your profit?” asked Wu Daqing, the oldest cousin.

Wu Xiaoyu had anticipated their doubts.

He touched his nose with slight embarrassment and said: “Brother, to be honest, I’m definitely making some profit.

I’ve already signed a contract with someone.

They need a large quantity, so the price is slightly above market rate!”

Wu Daqing considered this reasonable, but how can you guarantee meeting the quantity demand?

Wild mushrooms can’t be picked just as you wish!

“The mushrooms on the mountain shouldn’t be plentiful!

Villagers saw Li Yujia pick a lot of mushrooms a few days ago and followed suit, but only found enough for a dish.

How much money can we make picking mushrooms in the mountains?” another cousin said.

Wu Xiaoyu thought to himself, they haven’t picked mushrooms because he hasn’t sprayed the Spiritual Spring Water yet!

“That’s because they only wandered around the chicken farm area, which has been trampled bald over the past month.

There are no mushrooms left there!

To pick mushrooms, you need to go deeper into the mountains!” Wu Xiaoyu explained.

The youngest cousin, Wu Dayan, immediately felt scared and said: “But there are wild beasts in the deep mountains!

Who dares to go in there?”

Wu Xiaoyu knew his cousins were all afraid of mountain beasts, so he quickly reassured them:

“Before I set up the chicken farm on the mountain, no one dared to go to that forest, right?

Now villagers go there three to five times a day, and no one has encountered any wild beasts!

Besides, even if there are beasts, don’t they sleep during the day?”

Despite his reassurance, his cousins were still uneasy.

Wu Xiaoyu couldn’t tell them he had driven away the surrounding beasts, so he kept comforting them:

“They say there are poisonous insects and wild beasts in the mountains, but I’ve lived up there for so long and nothing happened!

With so many of you going together during the day, nothing will happen!”

Wu Dayan remained unconvinced and said: “Just last night, I heard wolf howls!

What if we encounter wolves?”

Seeing Wu Dayan’s fear, Wu Xiaoyu revealed: “Here’s the thing… I’ve found several patches with mushrooms while wandering the mountains these days.

I’ll take you there, and you just need to pick the mushrooms!”

You’ve found several Mushroom Forests, then just pick them yourself!

Why call us brothers over?

This is not…

Wu Daqing realized that Wu Xiaoyu wanted to help his brothers earn some pocket money.

He felt warm-hearted and said: “Alright, I’ll do it!

Just call me when you need to pick mushrooms!”

When the others heard Wu Daqing’s decision, they also silently mulled it over and realized that they had asked Wu Xiaoyu to help them find a way to make money days ago.

Picking mushrooms isn’t just for himself, but to help the family.

He could just pick them slowly alone, but he called us to help us!

Wu Xiaoyu explained the mushroom picking in the mountains to his cousins.

Though they feared the mountain beasts, real money was there, how could they not take it?

After convincing them to agree, all Wu Xiaoyu needed to do was spray the Spiritual Spring Water.

Once the mushrooms grew, he would take his cousins to pick them.

In the mountain village, there wasn’t much to do for fun.

Besides watching TV, the villagers’ favorite entertainment was gossiping.

The nearby neighbors saw many young men from the Wu family visiting Wu Xiaoyu’s house, naturally sparking various topics.

Some said Wu Xiaoyu called his kin to fight someone, others guessed he was going to sell chickens, and some even said he was leading people to hunt wolves…

All sorts of bizarre speculations spread among the villagers until dusk when a young woman from the Wu family mentioned that Wu Xiaoyu called them to pick mountain mushrooms.

Since Wu Xiaoyu set up the chicken farm on the mountainside, villagers’ fear of the back mountain had decreased.

They went up often and didn’t hear about many mushrooms.

Li Yujia picked a lot of mushrooms last time, leading a few villagers to follow, but most returned with little harvest.

Now Wu Xiaoyu called so many people to the mountains—has he found another Mushroom Forest?

Why does he always find things first?

He always gets lucky?

As night fell and smoke rose gently in the village, peaceful and serene scenes unfolded, but amidst this beautiful picture, some ugliness was inevitable.

The village chief Niu Mansheng sat on the sofa, feeling gloomy.

This afternoon, he specifically asked Accountant Liu to take his carefully written poverty alleviation report to Wu Xiaoyu for a signature.

But Wu Xiaoyu refused after flipping through a few pages, which had never happened before.

A mere accountant dared to challenge his authority?

All of this stemmed from that bastard Wu Xiaoyu.

If not for him, he wouldn’t repeatedly lose face in front of the villagers, diminishing his prestige.

He made his money; fine.

But now he’s helping his kin make money too?

Isn’t this establishing his own prestige among his clan?