The two brothers drove their family's ox cart, without worrying about the driver rushing them, maintaining a calm attitude, and swiftly removed the Lingzhi and deer that were covered under the oilcloth.
The Lingzhi was the size of two adult palms spread wide, with the largest piece having a diameter of about one foot (33cm). It wasn't extraordinarily valuable, but it was rare.
Yang Er said, "If the factory recruits next year, you take our Fang'er in, and this cluster of Lingzhi is yours."
Qin Yao smiled, "First tell me how much silver you plan to sell it to me for."
Yang Er thought she was politely refusing, feeling a bit sorry for his niece.
That girl neither wanted to marry nor learn women's work. She insisted on going into the mountains with them to learn hunting skills, to earn money herself so they wouldn't have to support her, not rushing to push her out of the family, and even claimed she might be as formidable as Miss Qin.
