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

He quickly threw away the melon seed shell in his hand and went over to her, "Sister, why are you here?"

"Why am I here? I brought you something delicious..."

After saying hello to the neighbors, the aunt took them back home.

There was no one at home, and the chickens in the chicken coop were clucking. Although they lived in the town, the house looked the same as those in the village.

"I'm the only one at home. Lao Chen and Xiao Fan are not at home."

"What did they do?"

"I'm going to the fields. I won't be back until the evening."

The Chen family’s fields were quite far away, so the father and son would always bring their lunch with them whenever they went there, which was more convenient.

"I was thinking of coming over in a few days, but before I got here, you'd already delivered the chicks."

"Haha, Mr. Chen just happened to say he wanted to go over. I thought it would be tiring for you to carry all these things back. It just so happens that his family has a car, so it would be easier to let him take them. The apricots at home have just come down. The chickens can wait, but these apricots can't. If we wait any longer, they will rot. It's just right that you are here. We still have a lot at home. Xiaofan is tired of eating them. His sisters and brother-in-law's families have all given them to him, and the neighbors have also given them to him. There are still a lot of unpicked ones in the fields and on the trees. When you go back, take all the ones at home. There are so many people in your family..."

The two old ladies started arguing again, one insisted on giving it and the other refused.

Boss Zhou was watching the show with his elbows folded, enjoying himself so much. This was the scene every time he came here, and he was used to it.

"Sister, it's just a basket of apricots, why can't you give it to me? If you do this again, I will be angry."

The aunt pretended to be angry, and only then did Mrs. Zhou give in.

The two men spread out the thatch, collected the mushrooms in the basket, and then poured out the bamboo shoots underneath.

When talking about other things, the two old ladies started laughing again.

Boss Zhou and Zhou Mingshu were looking at the chicks in the chicken coop. There was a group of chicks following the old hen, but these chicks were bigger than their own and had some mixed hair.

It seems that this batch was hatched earlier. There are several chicken coops on the shed at the door, with a few hens nesting on them, clucking from time to time.

"There's still a batch of them hatching up there. They're almost done. They're hatching for our neighbors. Several of them are clamoring to feed them some."

The two old ladies brought stools and sat down, talking about what had happened at home recently, and they laughed when they found something funny.

The aunt also took two pieces of rock sugar from the kitchen for Zhou Mingshu to eat. She was a very kind old lady, and looked four or five years younger than Mrs. Zhou.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Zhou said she wanted to leave as she still had a lot of things to do.

But my aunt wanted to keep them for dinner. It was easy to prepare food for several people, but carrying a basket of apricots was too heavy, so she decided to come and get it after she finished her business.

Old Mrs. Zhou was unable to resist and nodded in compromise.

The three of them came to the street and first went to Baicaotang, intending to ask Doctor Chen about the anti-itch ointment.

After all, we have received the goods for two days. If the goods cannot be sold, it will not be good for both families and will also hurt their feelings.

Who would have thought that as soon as we arrived at the door, Baicaotang was packed with people.

Old Mrs. Zhou and Old Mr. Zhou looked at each other, their eyes full of horror.

She thought of two extremes in her mind, and wondered which one the current situation belonged to?

Zhou Mingshu is very optimistic. His first impression is that it will be a hot seller!

She walked up to someone and grabbed him to ask about the situation. The person was also very friendly. After all, with so many competitors, one more or one less wouldn't make much difference.

After explaining the general situation, he hurriedly went to queue up.

"Grandma, uncle, they all want to buy wormwood paste, saying it's cheap and easy to use. There are a lot of mosquitoes after the rain, and applying it can repel them. Don't be afraid if you get bitten, it can relieve itching..."

Zhou Mingshu imitated the man's expression and spoke, and both Old Lady Zhou and Old Man Zhou laughed.

So, the anti-itch cream is selling pretty well.

"Then let's wait for a while until Mr. Chen is not busy, and then tell him our ideas."

The three of them first went for a walk on the street, bought some meat and other things, and then went to Baicaotang.

Mr. Chen had just sat down to catch his breath and was about to drink a few sips of tea when he saw someone coming to the door. He looked up and found it was Old Mrs. Zhou.

"Auntie Zhou, Brother Shouren, you've come just in time. Come on, follow me and sit in the back."

Mr. Chen greeted everyone, asked his daughter to look after the shop, and then took his people to the back of the hall.

Chen Banxia looked at the little girl in front of him and thought to himself, it turned out that it was she who made the anti-itching ointment and gardenia ointment, she was really extraordinary.

Zhou Mingshu noticed a pair of eyes following her closely. She looked over and saw that it was a little girl about her age. She had round eyes like black grapes. She was really beautiful.

Seeing that she had no ill intentions, Zhou Mingshu smiled back, and Chen Banxia also smiled back.

Someone came into the shop and she hurried forward to greet them.

"Aunt Zhou, even if you didn't come today I would have gone too. This anti-itching ointment is selling very well. Half of the two hundred tubes have been sold. I can only hold out for two days at most. You can go back and continue making 500 tubes. The rich version is almost sold out. Order another 100 tubes. There are still not many rich people in our town, so I dare not order too much. Let's take it slowly..."

Mr. Chen was a little excited and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve. This morning, he even asked his father-in-law to help.

When did his Baicaotang business become so prosperous?! The money he earned in this day was enough to cover the previous ten days.

He originally sold a large number of products at low prices, but he couldn't stand the large flow of people and had to work hard to earn money.

Old Mrs. Zhou was also very excited as she held Zhou Mingshu's hand, tears of excitement streaming down her face.

"Okay, okay, we'll do it as soon as we get home, but there are still some things I need to discuss with you..."

Old Mrs. Zhou asked Zhou Mingshu to tell those ideas to Doctor Chen. After listening, Doctor Chen also agreed and praised her as a good material for doing business.

"Aunt Zhou, Brother Shouren, just do as Mingshu said. I am very grateful that you let me be the first person to purchase the goods. I am happy for you when I see you grow bigger and stronger."

Madam Xu heard the voices and happened to come out from the backyard. She grabbed Zhou Mingshu and said that the gardenia ointment she made was very useful and many girls liked it. She asked her to go back and continue making it and there would be no problem about no one buying it.

Zhou Mingshu agreed to everything, and she knew this would be the result.

"Aunt, I have an unwelcome request to make with you and Uncle Chen."

As soon as Zhou Mingshu opened his mouth, Chen Sheng, who was talking to Boss Zhou, stopped talking and looked over. "If there's anything important, just say it directly."

Mr. Chen liked this girl very much. She was small but brave, and smart.

Zhou Mingshu looked at her grandmother and uncle, who also looked at her in confusion.

Mr. Chen and his wife looked at each other and realized that it was the girl's own idea, and even Mrs. Zhou and her uncle didn't know about it.