Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

If Du Wenxiu hadn't reminded her, Yue Niang would have to wait until others took advantage of the low prices to grab a lot of market share before she would react.

Thinking about it now, he was scared, so he went back and asked Qiu Yong to go to the shop to see if there were any other pickles for sale.

Du Wenxiu pulled her clothes and said, "How about this, let Qiu Yong find a kiln kiln nearby and ask about the price of custom-made jars."

"What? We have to sell the jars too?" Yue Niang asked puzzled.

Du Wenxiu smiled and said, "We don't want to sell jars, we have to start building a time-honored brand."

Yue Niang suddenly realized: "Oh, it's like the Mei's shop in the city, which has become a time-honored brand, and people line up to buy from it."

Du Wenxiu nodded: "In fact, there is already competition now, but we are a little late. But now that we have the Eight Treasure Pickles, it is just the right time to use it as a signboard to promote our reputation."

The weather was getting colder and colder at this time of year.

Du Wenxiu caught a glimpse of Yue Niang's chapped and dry hands, and while she wasn't paying attention, he reached out and touched them. Yue Niang shrank back in pain.

Du Wenxiu sighed and said distressedly: "Why do you have to wash the vegetables yourself now?"

Yue Niang didn't take it seriously and said with a smile, "We are not the daughters of a wealthy family. We can't carry anything on our shoulders or lift anything with our hands. Even if we make a little money, we can't forget our duties."

"Since someone else is doing it, I can do less." Du Wenxiu looked at her helplessly: "Qiu Yong is the same, he doesn't know how to feel sorry for others."

Yue Niang chuckled and didn't take it to heart.

As she spoke, Du Wenxiu thought again: "The weather is getting colder. Do we still use cold water to wash vegetables in our workshop every day?"

Yue Niang laughed and said, "Well, even if they are not in our workshop, they are still washing vegetables with cold water at home, and they don't get paid for it, so don't meddle with me."

Yue Niang didn't know why Du Wenxiu kept harping on this topic. It was not easy for this woman to earn more money.

There is a workshop of your own where you can work, and the monthly wages are not low. Many young women are trying their best to get in, but they can't find a way.

The chapped palms are not worth talking about.

Du Wenxiu thought for a long while before saying, "Tomorrow, ask Qiu Yong to go to the rouge shop in the city and pick out the cheapest ointment according to the number of people in the workshop. Regardless of gender, buy a batch based on the number of people and give it to everyone as a welfare benefit."

Yue Niang frowned and shook her head repeatedly: "How can this be possible? We haven't made much money yet, and we are spending it lavishly like this."

Du Wenxiu reached out and pulled her to sit down, and said in a gentle voice, "Our new product has not yet gained a reputation, and you said that some people outside are grabbing the market by selling at low prices."

"If someone lures us away with better benefits, and poaches all our workers, then even if we open the shop to sell Babao pickles, we will still have to worry about not having enough manpower and not being able to ship the goods. Wouldn't that be frustrating?"

Yue Niang was about to speak, but Du Wenxiu stopped her again, saying with a smile: "Don't even mention recruiting more people. It's not that easy to recruit. Even if we recruit more people, they will all be novices. How can they be as useful as experienced people?"

Seeing Yue Niang calm down and think carefully, Du Wenxiu asked her softly after a long while, "Have you figured it out? Is what I said true or false?"

Yue Niang pursed her lips and nodded, saying, "You do have some truth in what you said. If you buy more of the ointment, you can bargain with the boss. It's not much money in the end. But everyone knows that it's better to work in our workshop. Even if other companies poach people, it will be easier to recruit more people."

"Yes, it doesn't cost much, but it has many benefits, so why not do it?" Du Wenxiu breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she had figured it out.

I can't help but preach again that when doing business, you can't just look at the immediate benefits. If you want to take it, you must give it first. Only by looking further ahead can you go further.

Yue Niang just kept nodding her head and said with emotion, "It seems that I was the one who saw the long-term. If I hadn't insisted on partnering with you to do this, I'm afraid that in a few days I would have been squeezed out and couldn't even drink soup."

Du Wenxiu laughed so hard that she was shaking with laughter. She pointed at her and said "you you you" without being able to utter a complete sentence.

Yue Niang looked very proud. She stood up and walked around the table in a pretentious manner before sitting down.

"Brother Lu hasn't come back for a long time. What business trip has he been on?" Yue Niang saw Du Wenxiu picking up the teapot to pour water, and hurriedly took it while chatting with her.

Speaking of this, Du Wenxiu felt depressed.

"He said he was investigating the matter of the earth dragon turning over, but I don't think that's the case. Look at our area, there have never been any officials coming to investigate. Could it be that they missed this place?"

"Alas, we don't know enough about men's affairs, so it's hard to say." Yue Niang comforted her, and then thought of her own troubles:

"Didn't our old house collapse when the earth dragon turned over? Qiu Yong's mother is now living with us in your yard. Yesterday, I said I would kill a chicken and stew it for dinner, but she said something ambiguous..."

As she spoke, Yue Niang couldn't help choking up: "She said that it's really useless to keep this hen that doesn't lay eggs, so it's better to stew it to satisfy her craving..."

Yue Niang sat at the table with red eyes.

Perhaps because she was sitting opposite Du Wenxiu, Yue Niang felt a little embarrassed, so she tilted her head slightly and raised her hand to wipe her face randomly.

"Oh." Du Wenxiu sighed and put his hand on her shoulders.

When Qiu Yong was young, his mother became a widow. It was not easy for Qiu Yong to be raised under the care of her family.

She seemed like a quiet person who spoke softly and slowly, so she should be easy to get along with. But I didn't expect that she would be like this now that she is married.

I wanted to comfort Yue Niang, but I didn't know how to start, after all, it was their family matter.

"In that case, my mother-in-law passed away early, so she didn't get angry much." Du Wenxiu said to her with a smile.

Compared with Mrs. Fang, Yue Niang's mother-in-law was easy to get along with. But since they lived under the same roof, there were some things that outsiders could never understand.

"You have a good temper. Whenever my mother-in-law and I did something dirty, Qiu Yong would use you as an excuse to let me learn from you." Yue Niang sniffed and said while wiping her tears.

Just as Du Wenxiu was about to speak, Yue Niang spoke angrily like a machine gun:

"But I'm not as kind-hearted as you. Since she thinks a hen that doesn't lay eggs is useless, I won't let her have any soup. I'll take the pot to the workshop, add water and cook it again so that everyone can have some meat."

Du Wenxiu couldn't help laughing and tapped Yue Niang's forehead: "You should at least think about how Qiu Yong would deal with being caught in the middle."

"What should he do? He has depended on that blind old mother for many years. What else can he do except blame me for being unfilial?" Yue Niang could no longer hold back and sobbed on the table.

Du Wenxiu patted her shoulder gently, not knowing how to persuade her.

Since ancient times, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law has always been a big problem. At that time, my family seemed to be getting along okay, but it was just because I thought of Lu Fanghai's kindness and was somewhat tolerant.

This day was not very comfortable.

It’s just that Fang left early, otherwise I would have been so angry.