"Village chief, aren't you giving me too much credit? If I had the brains, wouldn't I be a millionaire by now?"
Zhang Xiaowei muttered discontentedly, truly at a loss for any methods to make the villagers wealthy.
Of course, Zhang Xiaowei would like to help the villagers get rich.
But given the current state of Kaoshan Village, let alone getting rich, even survival was a problem.
Not a single male labor force in the entire village, and even the capable women had to stay at home to take care of the sick.
Unless money rained from the sky, it was impossible for Kaoshan Village to get rich.
"Ah!"
Upon hearing this, Sun Qian sighed heavily.
"I know it's difficult, but didn't you get everyone to sell matsutake today and make some money?"
"Although there's the saying 'rely on the mountain, live off the mountain,' it's only temporary. After a few days, where are we going to find matsutake?"
Zhang Xiaowei frowned, sighed, and began shaking his head.
