<div> Chapter 87: Chapter 87 The Tycoon Style of the Mo Family_1
 
 However, the words of Mo Hong’s family, between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, couldn’t withstand scrutiny, especially when the old farmers who planted vegetables for the Mo Family heard about it, they took it upon themselves to dispel the rumors.
 "We planted these vegetables with our own hands. If there was any secret technique, wouldn’t we be aware of it? If there really was one, would the little boss entrust us with this task and not worry about us learning it and doing it on our own?"
 Word of this spread from one to ten, ten to a hundred, and most villagers came to believe it. Only a handful of people, watching the Mo Family earn big money from the greenhouse vegetables and leave behind those who had also fled from disaster far in their wake, gathered together in envy and resentment, muttering about the Mo Family’s heartlessness and ungratefulness.
 These matters naturally reached Mo Yan’s ears through the likes of Lin Meng and others; Mo Yan simply laughed it off indifferently.
 Without paying much attention, she ended up briefly recounting how Mo Yongshou and Mo Yonglu plotted against their family.
 Only then did Lin Meng and the others realize the despicable things the Mo Yongshou brothers had done, and they were even angrier than Mo Yan. They vehemently cursed that the brothers deserved to be exiled and paraded through the streets, and their sympathy for Old Man Mo, who even coughed up blood, dwindled significantly.
 When Lin Meng and his group returned to Liu Yang Village at noon, they didn’t exaggerate the story. They simply spread the word about the dastardly deeds of the Mo Yongshou siblings.
 Suddenly, Lao Mo’s House faced immense public pressure; nearly everyone stayed clear of the family, even Village Chief Yang of Liu Yang Village personally visited Lao Mo’s House to sternly warn them not to cause more trouble and tarnish the reputation of the whole village.
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 </div> For Old Man Mo, who was advanced in years, this was the first time he was scolded so directly since the day Mo Yan had shamed him, and he was so angry that he fainted on the spot.
 When Mo Yan heard about this, she raised an eyebrow, cut several pounds of prime pork, bought several hens, and a basket of eggs. Claiming she was afraid of angering the people from Lao Mo’s House, she had Lin Meng deliver them to help Old Man Mo regain his health.
 Lin Meng and the others increasingly felt that their little boss was compassionate and righteous. If they had been plotted against by relatives like that, they would have cut ties long ago and out of sight, out of mind.
 Mo Yan merely smiled. She wasn’t lacking in such things, but she thought it was quite nice to use them to curry favor with the villagers, though she wondered if Old Man Mo could stomach it.
 Sure enough, when this pile of goods was conspicuously delivered to Lao Mo’s House, the villagers’ goodwill towards the Mo Family soared several points, and those who had doubted the Mo Family felt quite embarrassed.
 Time passed day by day, and soon it was the thirtieth day of the twelfth lunar month—New Year’s Eve.
 On the twenty-ninth, when the last four to five thousand pounds of vegetables were sold out, the Mo Family ended their vegetable business for the year.
 When Mo Yan and her family rode the ox cart home, there was an additional ox cart behind them, carrying two fattened pigs that had been cleaned.
 When two baskets of eggs were also placed on the ox cart and the five members of the Mo Family prepared to return to Liu Yang Village, Lin Da, Lin Meng, and more than ten others only discovered that the pork and eggs were New Year’s gifts for the helpers.
 "Little boss, this really isn’t necessary! The wages you gave us have already been too generous, I couldn’t possibly take more," Lin Da was the first to speak up, adamantly refusing, while Lin Meng, Lin Song, and the others also shook their heads repeatedly.
 They had helped sell vegetables for just over a month and earned one or two pieces of silver. The little boss had been generous, occasionally slipping them some eggs and other foodstuffs to take back for their elderly and children, and they were already very grateful. Taking these pork and eggs was just too much for them to accept.
 The pigs were all bought whole, and Mo Yan couldn’t possibly keep them for herself to eat. Not wishing to discuss it further, she simply told the coachman to move on.
 Lin Da and the others had no choice but to ride in two other ox carts. That way, a procession of four carts slowly arrived at Liu Yang Village, attracting the attention of passersby with the two strikingly white, plump pigs that were too eye-catching to ignore.
 The pork and eggs were delivered to Lin Yong’s house, where they asked Lin Yong to assist in dividing the meat. At that moment, Lin Yong was busy cleaning a fat wild deer.
 "Wow, what a big wild deer! Big brother, did you hunt this deer?"
 Zhenzhen let go of her sister’s hand, hopping and jumping over to the already gutted wild deer, unafraid and full of curiosity, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Lin Yong.
 Seeing her, Lin Yong’s eyes lit up with a smile. He wanted to ruffle her hair but seeing his hands were covered in blood, he put his hand down: "Stand over there, be careful not to get blood on you."
 Zhenzhen quickly moved aside, her eyes still fixed on the deer.
 Seeing Mo Yan approaching, Lin Yong’s stern expression softened a bit: "I’ve just hunted this deer. You guys can eat here after it’s prepared!"
 Mo Yan, without being shy, nodded and pointed to the pork on the ox cart: "I plan to divide this meat among everyone. Once the deer is ready, Brother Lin, please help divide it."
 Lin Yong nodded, his movements growing quicker. In no time at all, the whole wild deer was cut into strips. He handed Mo Yan two deer legs, saying, "We’ll cook these two legs for lunch, and if it’s not enough, you can take more from the table."
 "Okay," Mo Yan said, rolling up her sleeves and taking the deer legs, gesturing for Xin Er to follow her into Lin Yong’s kitchen.
 Previously, Mo Yan used to visit Liu Yang Village with Mo Qingze occasionally. When they missed meal times, they almost always ate at Lin Yong’s house, but the cooking was done by Mo Yan, as the food made by Lin Yong was quite hard to swallow.
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 </div> After a few times, Lin Yong got used to handing over the kitchen to Mo Yan, finding that he preferred the meals prepared by the young girl.
 Outside, Lin Yong began dividing the pork. With his skilled knife work and strong arms, cutting the meat was as easy as slicing radishes, and each strip of meat was cut to a nearly identical weight. In just half an hour, the two fat pigs had been completely processed.
 In her spare moments, Mo Yan had Lin Meng and others divide the pork into portions of five, ten, fifteen, and twenty pounds accordingly.
 The twenty-pound portions of pork naturally went to the villagers who had been consistently helping, like Lin Laogen, Zhang Erniu, Zhang Dayou, and a dozen others. They had taken good care of the fields, doing the hardest labor, which saved Mo Yan a lot of trouble.
 The fifteen-pound portions were given to Lin Da, Xiong’s and four others who were the first to help the Mo Family sell vegetables. Selling vegetables required them to get up early and was taxing on the mind; in Mo Yan’s view, fifteen pounds was not too much. The remaining ten and five-pound portions were given to villagers who came later to work as helpers.
 Knowing they couldn’t refuse, Lin Da and the others reluctantly accepted their shares, along with twenty eggs each, and took them home. The portions for those who hadn’t come were personally delivered by Mo Qingze, who received a heap of grateful words and introspectively questioned whether they had worked diligently enough for the Mo Family.
 Mo Yan didn’t short Mo Yongfu on his share either; he was given ten pounds of pork, a pig’s leg, and twenty eggs, which Mrs. Hong helped to deliver.
 The Mo Family’s generous act of distributing pork and eggs had many villagers enviously eyeing those who received them.
 Fleeing disaster and having nowhere to return meant that one either had no savings left or was wealthy and ended up in Liu Yang Village. Those without savings were destined to spend a poor year in Liu Yang Village. Not just twenty pounds of pork, but even affording five pounds was considered exceptionally good.
 The meat distribution made the Mo Family once again the object of envy in the villagers’ eyes, each of them eyeing the Mo Family and hoping to be picked for help when building a house in the coming spring!</div>
 

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Chapter 87 The Tycoon Style of the Mo Family_1

Chapter 87: Chapter 87 The Tycoon Style of the Mo Family_1 However, the words of Mo Hong’s family, between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, couldn’t withstand scrutiny, especially when the old farmers who planted vegetables for the Mo Family heard about it, they took it upon themselves to dispel the rumors. "We planted these vegetables with our own hands. If there was any secret technique, wouldn’t we be aware of it? If there really was one, would the little boss entrust us with this task and...

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Chapter 87 The Tycoon Style of the Mo Family_1

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