Transmigrated as A Farm Girl Making Her Family Rich

taels isn’t too bad, it’s enough for my youngest son to marry a wife, and it’s also enough for the family to live a little better. He doesn’t admit that he’s selling his daughter; she is, after all, the daughter he has raised with hard work! "Yeah, auntie, my little sister has been raised plump and fair because of the efforts of us three men. We never made her do the heavy work; we raised her just for your family’s son!

The young lady’s elder brother said.

"Bah, she’s lazy and pampered and won’t admit it, and you say she’s been raised for our household? Some shabby concubine—a hundred taels won’t cut it."

The young lady’s father went on, "I haven’t even mentioned the other conditions yet. I’m marrying off my daughter and I need to have three gold items, don’t I? We need money for the banquet too, right? You’ll be the ones to provide all the food for the banquet!"

The young lady’s eyes darted around; she didn’t want to be controlled by the old witch, being bought into servitude with a contract bound to the Madam. So she whimpered, and while crying, she threw herself onto her mother and clung to her, pretending to be pitiful as a married couple. In fact, she whispered a few words to her mother.

Upon hearing this, her mother instantly slapped her thigh, let go of her daughter, and pulled her husband aside to whisper a few more words.

The family secretly agreed on a plan, sending the young wife out to fetch the hemp rope used to tie up cattle.