The little girl from a farm family has a big wish to make a fortune by farming and picking mushrooms

Several children shared the candied haws, and all of them grimaced from the sourness.

Old Mrs. Zhou was picking vegetables at the kitchen door, and she was very amused by their expressions.

She had just gone out and dug up some leek roots from the old house.

She planted the roots of chive pancakes right at the gate.

It will be convenient when you want to eat it. You can cut it at the door. It’s no longer a hassle to go to the fields to cut it and run a long way.

Zhou Mingshu took a pair of scissors from the main room and cut some of the torn cloth, just enough for use.

If it is too big, it will be inconvenient.

He requisitioned all the unused pots, pans, and utensils at home, washed them, dried them, and put them in his own room.

She even moved the small stove for heating in winter out of the woodshed, so that it could be used later.

If you prepare more complete tools now, it will be much more convenient when you do things later.

She looked up information and found that sheep oil has the highest hardness, so the rich version of anti-itching cream can be made with sheep oil, and some honeysuckle can be added to it to enhance the grade.

When the weather gets warmer, the paste won’t be too soft. I can ask Dad to bring some back from the market tomorrow.

After these things are prepared, Mrs. Zhou’s dinner is ready.

I made some leek pancakes, a pot of bamboo shoot and pork ribs soup, a plate of cold shredded bamboo shoots, a plate of fried mushrooms, a plate of garlic sprouts and black fungus, and a plate of pickles.

The table was almost full of dishes. The adults and children in the family stopped what they were doing, fetched water, and lined up to wash their hands.

These dishes are cooked with lard, and the aroma can be smelled from far away.

The kids at home are all growling with greed.

"Dazhi, have your uncles come back?"

Old Mrs. Zhou took the washed chopsticks and instructed her eldest grandson.

Zhou Mingzhi responded, pulled up his trouser leg and ran out to take a look.

"I'm here. I'm back. I'm already at the entrance of the village."

Zhou Laoer and Zhou Laosan also rushed home in a hurry today. They didn't know the result of the talk with Dr. Chen yet.

I could smell the aroma of food before I even entered the door.

"Mom, what kind of food is this? It smells so good. I can smell it from far away."

"Mom, have you come to an agreement on the deal?"

Mr. Zhou’s second and third brothers asked questions one after another, and Mrs. Zhou didn’t know which one to answer.

"Yeah, wash your hands quickly and come over to eat. I'm going to make bone soup today. The business has been negotiated and everything is almost ready."

Whenever this matter was mentioned, she felt happy.

It was so enjoyable to bite the leek steamed bun in my hand.

But the family hasn't eaten this kind of steamed bun for a while. This steamed bun is made with white flour and is very fragrant. After eating it so suddenly, she felt that the bone soup had no taste at all.

"Haha, that's fine, but this will make everyone work harder. The third brother and I are not at home, so we can't help much."

"It's not hard work, the biggest contribution goes to our San Ya, who can earn money and do business, so that the family can have food to eat and make money. We are so happy. This chive pancake tastes so delicious. As an uncle, I wish I had two more arms to work with."

"Haha, San Ya, listen, when we make some money, I'll buy your uncle two more bottles of wine."

Zhou Mingshu nodded in agreement. When she made money, she would not only buy wine for her uncle, but also make two new sets of clothes for everyone in the family.

With so many people in the family, the clothes were outgrown by the older ones, so the younger ones continued to wear them. When they were torn, they were patched up. By the time the clothes came to her, they had been covered with many patches inside and out.

Moreover, the clothes worn by the women in the house are either black or navy blue. Although they are not very old, they look old-fashioned and have no youthfulness at all.

Especially Zhou Mingqin, who is already 16 years old this year, but looks like a little old lady.

When they had almost finished the meal, Old Mrs. Zhou took out a cloth bag.

It was placed on the table with a ding-dong sound.

"Look, this is the deposit given by Doctor Chen. The rest will be paid in five days."

When Mrs. Zhou said this, there was not only a smile on her face, but also confidence and anticipation for the future.

Everyone stopped chewing their food and stared at the gorgeous cloth bag in front of them with wide eyes.

"Is this all money?"

"Yes, I counted them this afternoon, there are this many."

Old Mrs. Zhou raised her hand, and the adults could understand it, but the children didn’t understand and just buried their heads in eating.

"Oh my god, this is so much. How many bags do my second brother and I have to carry to earn this much?"

Zhou Laosan put down his chopsticks, stretched out his left and right hands, and began to count. After counting, he knocked his head, but still couldn't figure it out.

Boss Zhou was even more excited. He could hardly hold the chopsticks in his hand, so he had to put his hands on his knees.

This is just the deposit. There will be another sum of money later, and you can imagine how much it will be.

The anti-itching ointment business made more money than his original braised food business. He knew the family situation best, but he owed others more than twenty taels of silver.

He originally thought it would take seven or eight years to pay off the debt, but at this rate of earning, he should be able to pay it off this year.

He wiped his nose and thought he was thinking too far ahead. This was only the first business deal and the follow-up situation was still unclear.

If sales aren’t good in the future, Dr. Chen might come to return the products, so he decided not to have such high expectations.

"Mom, please put it away quickly. There are many children at home. Aren't you afraid that they will go out and mess around?"

"Who of them dares?"

Old Mrs. Zhou looked at the group of children in front of the table with a fierce face.

Everyone laughed and said quickly that they didn't dare. With an old lady like her in charge, how could they, the young ones, dare to act rashly?

"Let's pay off the debt first. Once we've settled the account, we can talk about other things later."

Old Mrs. Zhou took the bag back, and Zhou Lao Er handed over the wages he had earned that day and asked the old lady to put it away.

With these monetary incentives, the adults and children in the family were full of energy.

Even after eating, Zhou Lao Da did not stop, directing Zhou Lao Er and Zhou Lao San to continue sawing the bamboo tube.

The bamboo tubes that had already been killed were placed on empty tables and windowsills to dry, waiting to be nourished by the anti-itch ointment.

"Dad, is there anyone selling sheep fat in the market? Can I buy some?"

Zhou Laoer stopped what he was doing. It was the season between spring and summer, and there were not many butchers slaughtering sheep, so it was really difficult to buy them at the market.

He looked at the eldest brother in front of him, who had more social connections, and asked him for some advice.

Boss Zhou thought about it and decided to go to the slaughterhouse. There were many people killing pigs and other prey there. It shouldn't be difficult to get only one pound of mutton fat.

He said he would go to the slaughterhouse tomorrow, and Zhou Mingshu was relieved.

Zhou Mingqin took out some of the lemongrass that she had cut earlier, and she picked out the dry grass and rotten leaves.

"Big sister, these are enough. I'll wash them. You've done a lot of work today. Go get some water, wash up and take a rest."

"Okay, I'll leave the rest to you."