Although she knew that Yang Mengchen was leveraging the Prince's influence, Mo Mei pretended not to hear.

"Ninth Sister Yang, rest assured, we understand," the village head and Lizheng were very happy because not only could the villagers make money, but they also wouldn't have to travel back and forth.

Of course, they had seen the Prince visit the Yang family that day, and since Ninth Sister Yang said the factory belonged to the Prince, they wouldn't doubt it. Upon return, they would definitely warn the villagers to strictly adhere to the rules, for the consequences of angering the Prince were well-known.

Yang Mengchen nodded slightly, "Grandpa Dong and Grandpa Han should also ask the villagers who has extra soybeans, sorghum, glutinous rice, and peanuts to deliver to my house; we will buy in large quantities;

Additionally, I will finance the purchase of fruit tree seedlings and teach the villagers how to plant and tend to them, but they must sign a contract that they will only sell the mature fruits to my family. The revenue from the fruit will first pay off the money I spent on the seedlings. If the villagers are willing, let Grandpa Dong and Grandpa Han register this and give me the list."

Stone Village has many mountains, which are most suitable for planting fruit trees, and the grapes in the greenhouse have already been successfully cultivated, ready to be transplanted to Stone Village next year.

The village head and Lizheng were excited and grateful, "Thank you, Ninth Sister Yang! Thank you!"

The Liu family was deeply moved.

Because the tofu business was thriving, some villagers were envious, squeezing the Liu family both overtly and covertly. Now that Ninth Sister Yang had provided the villagers with an opportunity to earn money, they naturally wouldn't envy the Liu family anymore.

Many villagers were still waiting outside, and the village head and Lizheng were eager to share the good news, so they got up to bid farewell and went outside.

Yang Mengchen originally did not want to go out, but upon hearing the voice of Madam Liu Gong who she had encountered earlier, she thought for a moment and then walked out of the house. Sure enough, she saw Madam Liu Gong spitting words furiously to the people around her about how wealthy the Yang family was. Upon seeing them coming out, Madam Liu Gong closed her mouth.

"Village head, Lizheng?" One of the middle-aged men asked anxiously, "What's the result?"

Having heard that Ninth Sister Yang had come to the village, they had hurried over, as the business affairs of the Yang family were all managed by Ninth Sister Yang, and they had to seek her out.

The village head was about to answer, but he saw Yang Mengchen shake her head ever so slightly, her gaze laden with profound meaning. Serving as the village head for many years, he could somewhat guess Yang Mengchen's intentions but was also worried about giving it away, so he lowered his head.

Lizheng was also bowing his head, feeling rather awkward. Most of the villagers were honest by nature, but there were a few who loved to gossip. If they angered Ninth Sister Yang, it was certain that she wouldn't give the villagers another chance to make money.

Seeing that the village head and Lizheng didn't speak, most of the villagers, although disappointed, didn't say anything, while the rest were indignant.

Madam Liu Gong shouted loudly, "We are all from the same village, Ninth Sister Yang, why won't you let us enter the factory?"

Several people around Madam Liu Gong echoed her sentiments.

"Don't talk nonsense! There must be a reason they don't agree with us entering the factory, and we can't force them," the previously mentioned middle-aged man retorted.

A kindly looking middle-aged woman nodded in agreement, "That's right, whether they agree or not is their business; we have no right to force their hand."

"So many people from Yangliu village didn't get into the factory, we can't compete with them," an elder stated righteously.

Many people agreed that the three made a lot of sense.

"What do you know?" Madam Liu Gong said, frustrated, "The Yang family owns several factories with high wages, only a fool would not go."

Only by getting into one of the Yang family's factories would her daughter have a chance to get close to Yang Chengyu and thus marry into the Yang family and enjoy fortune.

Seeing through Madam Liu Gong's despicable motivations, the corners of Yang Mengchen's lips curled into a sneer of derision and coldness.

Seeing Yang Mengchen's noncommittal response, some people then turned their ire towards Old Master Liu, "Liu Dafu, Liu Xiuyun is a girl from our village who married out. Now that she's living well, she should take care of the villagers. Don't forget your roots."

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