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

"I want to help out in the pharmacy for a while. I want to learn to read and recognize medicinal herbs from Uncle Chen. Is that too presumptuous?"

After Zhou Mingshu finished speaking, Mr. Chen laughed happily and said bluntly, "Of course you can."

But Mrs. Zhou held her back and said, "The pharmacy is busy enough, you're just adding to the chaos. Besides, there are so many things to do at home."

"Auntie, auntie, the pharmacy is not busy, don't worry, my girl is the same age as her, we can learn to read and play together."

Mr. Chen called his daughter over, and Ms. Xu went over to help look after the front hall.

"Come, come, come and have a look. This is my daughter, Banxia, ​​and this is Zhou Mingshu, who is a little younger than you. Call me sister."

Chen Banxia held Zhou Mingshu's hand and called her sister sweetly.

And Zhou Mingshu also replied, "Sister."

"Aunt, don't worry. Look how good this is. Mingshu's desire to learn to read is a good thing. Besides, this child has her own ideas and opinions. You should support her."

Old Mrs. Zhou really couldn't say no. This child had been very opinionated since he was young. He hadn't said a word to them for so many days and had done this without first asking for their permission.

She had no choice but to nod and agree, and she discussed with Mr. Chen about the girl's future food and also gave him a tuition.

Mr. Chen didn't feel comfortable accepting the money. Besides, the people came to help him with his work, so it was already a good thing that he didn't pay them.

Only after everything was finalized did Old Lady Zhou leave with her people.

"You stupid girl, you didn't even bother to consult with us before doing anything."

"It's because you don't believe me, grandma. Don't worry, I can definitely take care of myself and learn to read. When I learn to read, I can go home and teach my older brothers and sisters. I will teach anyone who wants to learn. In the future, all of our Zhou family members will not be blind."

Old Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but shed tears again. They were a bunch of peasants who worked in the fields all year round to make a living, so they had great respect for reading and writing.

Her second daughter-in-law's family has a sweetheart who can read and write, and I heard that she is doing quite well in her studies. She didn't expect that her own family also has a student who loves to study. She really hopes that she can be as outstanding as her uncle.

"Okay, it's settled anyway. Come with your father tomorrow and have him take you to the door of the shop. Do you listen?"

"Okay, I'm listening." Zhou Mingshu acted coquettishly and coaxed the crying old lady in front of him.

The three men found a scholar's stall on the street, told the scholar what they needed, and asked the scholar to give it a more resounding name.

The writer thought about it and came up with four or five names and let them choose for themselves.

Finally, the name "Lianglin Xiangfang" was finalized, and Zhou Mingshu himself was very satisfied.

In addition, Zhou Mingshu designed a logo based on his own ideas. The brush seems to be drawing casually on the white paper, but if you look closely, it looks very much like a woman's profile. There is also a dancing butterfly nearby, which implies the fragrance of the woman.

Both Old Mrs. Zhou and Old Man Zhou liked it very much, so they paid the money happily, took the paper to find a seal engraving shop, and asked the craftsman to carve it for them.

Then he went to the porcelain shop according to the address given by Madam Xu and ordered the jar.

When the people in the porcelain shop heard that it was Miss Xu who introduced the person, they treated him very warmly.

Zhou Mingshu took out the seal and determined the location where it would be printed and the pattern on the porcelain bottle.

Today's product categories are still very scarce, one is a mugwort ointment, and the other is a gardenia ointment, so she asked for a simple outline of the mugwort and gardenia patterns on the porcelain bottle.

The owner of the porcelain shop agreed readily. This small request was not a difficult task for them.

The next step was to determine the amount. Old Mrs. Zhou used her bargaining skills when buying vegetables to control the cost of the small porcelain bottles to about one cent for two.

The owner of the porcelain shop had never been cheated like this before, but he really wanted to make the deal, so he finally agreed with tears in his eyes, and said he would send it to Lianglin Village after the products were finished.

Although the profit of this business was cut a lot, the advantage is that the porcelain is small and the material cost is low, so it is still profitable in the end. As long as the customers keep placing orders from them, there is no need to worry about not making considerable profits. After receiving the order, the owner of the porcelain shop ordered his employees to rush to complete the order.

After leaving the shop, Boss Zhou and Zhou Mingshu kept praising Old Mrs. Zhou. She was very happy. She had made a great contribution to the Zhou family.

These thousand porcelain bottles only cost five hundred coins, which really saved a lot of money.

The three of them went to the grocery store and bought a few bamboo baskets. When Boss Zhou saw a fish basket, he asked for one too.

There was nothing important to do afterwards, and Mrs. Zhou didn't want to go back empty-handed, so she bought a few sesame cakes.

As soon as I arrived at my aunt's house, I smelled the fragrance of food.

"You're back. Why did you buy so many things? Can you take them with you?"

"It doesn't matter. We have called the oxcart from Lijiagou and we will just put it on the car later."

My aunt helped put things on the ground and asked them to wash their hands and eat. The food in the pot was already ready.

Looking at the pancake handed over by Mrs. Zhou, he immediately looked angry and said, "Look at you, why are you spending this money? I think you have money but nowhere to spend it."

"I haven't eaten it for a long time. I happened to see it on the way back, so I bought a few to try."

My aunt took out the bamboo shoots stewed with meat from the pot. It was a big, fragrant bowl, shiny and oily, and looked very tempting.

Boss Zhou was used to being here. After washing his hands, he sat down and started eating.

Zhou Mingshu then sat down with him and ate the food in front of him in small bites.

"San Ya, uncle will teach you a trick. Tear a slit in this pancake, and then stuff the food you want to eat into it through the slit. You can stuff whatever you want into it, and it will be more enjoyable this way. Try it."

This way of eating is relatively new to most children, but Zhou Mingshu was used to eating roujiamo, egg-filled pancakes, and multi-grain pancakes. When he saw this way of eating, he felt familiar and couldn't help but laugh.

So, according to what Boss Zhou said, Zhou Mingshu stuffed his favorite dishes into the sesame seed bun, and then ate it with big mouthfuls. Although this way of eating was not very elegant, it was really delicious.

The two old ladies were chatting with each other as before, and they were very cheerful from time to time.

They chatted until mid-afternoon before Old Mrs. Zhou took them back.

The old man from Lijiagou was still waiting for them at the door. The car was empty and the woman who had come with them before was nowhere to be seen.

Old Man Zhou placed the bamboo baskets and backpacks neatly at the back of the car, then helped Old Lady Zhou and Zhou Mingshu get on the car.

The old man smacked the welding smoke from his mouth and squinted his eyes as he looked towards the intersection.

"Master, when are we going back?"

"We have to wait a while. Those ladies always hang out until late afternoon. I guess it will take a while."

A few people were bored, so Old Mrs. Zhou took out a few apricots from the basket and shared them among the people to pass the time.