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

"You're right. I had the same idea. I've already informed your second grandfather. He will keep the seedlings for us. When they grow bigger, we can exchange them for other things."

Hearing that Old Lady Zhou had already had an idea, Zhou Mingshu laughed.

"Sanya, what are you laughing at?"

"Grandma, I'm just laughing at your cleverness, hehe."

When these words were spoken, not only Zhou Mingshu laughed, but the other people who were eating also laughed.

Old Mrs. Zhou smiled and glared at her, "You are the only one who knows how to be funny."

Boss Zhou put down the bowl in his hand and said, "We don't have enough flowers on the mountain to make these ointments at home, and there are only large tracts of gardenias on the mountain. Why don't we buy some seedlings and plant whatever flowers we want? Then we can make whatever ointment we want, right?"

"It's true, but there is no shop selling flower seedlings and seeds in Jinmiao Town. The girls in the village do have some flower seeds, but they are not the fragrant flowers that can be used to make ointments. If you want to buy some, you have to go to the county and ask someone to make a decision."

What Old Lady Zhou said made sense, but it also poured cold water on everyone.

Planting just one or two plants won't do the trick. If you want to plant, you have to plant in large patches. There's no land or money at home, so you can't plant even if you want to.

"Why rush? No, let's take it slow. When we have extra money next year, we can buy as many acres of land as we want and plant whatever flowers we want. This year, we will focus on making the wormwood ointment and spreading the reputation of Lianglin Incense Shop. Next year, we won't have to worry about no one buying our ointment. Let's move forward step by step."

"Well said, I'll listen to San Ya."

After having a meal, I never thought that I could also give my family members a boost.

In addition, the family's future plans were also given, which made everyone feel at ease.

The adults did not leave the dinner table. The children moved stools and sat together, learning to read with Zhou Mingshu.

The blackboard has dried and can be put into use from today. It is hanging in Zhou Ming's study.

They have already learned simple words like 'one, two, three, person, mouth, and center'.

Now Zhou Mingshu made it more difficult for them and started to learn parts of the human body, such as 'mouth, ears...'

Looking at the big words on the blackboard, everyone racked their brains to remember and imitate them.

As soon as the blackboard was put into use, it received unanimous praise from everyone. Not only can the information be seen more clearly, but it can also be preserved longer.

In addition to recognizing these characters, Zhou Mingshu discovered that everyone wrote the strokes however they wanted, with no rules at all. No wonder they couldn't remember them!

She broke up the characters bit by bit and taught them, 'dot, horizontal, vertical, left-falling stroke, right-falling stroke, up-falling stroke, down-falling stroke, and hook'. After it got dark, they planned to wash up and rest.

"Big sister and big brother, I have a lot of chalk in my pen holder. When I'm not around during the day, you can practice writing on the blackboard. When the situation at home gets better, we can buy some brushes."

After hearing San Ya say this, Zhou Mingqin was very happy, but she was still a little worried whether it would be a waste of chalk.

"No, no, chalk is not worth much. I made it myself. You can use it."

After hearing her say this, everyone felt relieved.

There was a small blackboard lying around at home, so Zhou Mingqin took the chalk and carried it back to her room.

Zhou Mingjie on the side refused to accept it and started shouting that he wanted it too.

No matter how Liu and Zhou tried to comfort him, it didn't work, so they beat him up before they gave up.

"I told you to take turns. Your sister is a girl, so you have to give way to her. You stubborn ass just won't listen. I'll beat you to death..."

Boss Zhou was also a hot-tempered man. No matter how he tried to persuade this stubborn boy, he just couldn't convince him. He got so angry that he picked up the sole of his shoe and covered his son's butt with it.

Liu stood aside and stopped him from hitting him. It was not because she felt sorry for her son, but because she was afraid that the mistress of the house would break the straw sandals. She had just rubbed them a few days ago. If the shoes were broken, she would have to rub another pair, which would be quite tiring for her hands.

Zhou Mingjie watched them fighting and slipped away.

It’s not that he couldn’t remember those words, nor did he have to use them, he just wanted to have a small blackboard.

"Why are you still tearing it up? Your sons have gone to play in the village. Boss, when you have time, make a few more blackboards, one for each of them."

After hearing what his mother said, Zhou Lao Da threw his shoes on the ground and put them on.

"This bastard doesn't know how to make me worry less."

"Mom is right. Each student should have his own blackboard. As San Ya teaches, they can follow along and write on the blackboard. How can they take turns using the blackboard? By the time it's their turn, they will have forgotten everything they learned."

Do it! Do it all! One for each of the children in the family, and also arrange for the one that the third child has not yet been born!

Boss Zhou scratched his itchy scalp and walked away with the basin of water.

Old Mrs. Zhou wiped her arms with a wet towel and laughed twice.

This farce came suddenly and ended suddenly, making everyone watching laugh out loud.

Zhou Mingshu hadn't participated in any fun for a long time. After washing the licorice roots, he covered his mouth and went back to the house.

She brought over the backpack and took out the remaining mugwort ointment at home. She counted them and found there were more than 180 bottles. She packed them all and put them in the backpack so she wouldn't have to work hard tomorrow morning.

She also put a few more pieces of chalk in the pen holder to ensure that everyone would have some.

The iris on the table has bloomed beautifully these days. The flowers are graceful and bring a sense of peace to people's hearts.

The soap I made earlier has been drying for a few days and is now becoming a bit hard.

Zhou Mingshu split the bamboo tube and then used thread to cut the solidified soap into small pieces.

Spread them flat on the basket and wait for a month for them to complete the remaining saponification reaction.

To prevent dust from falling, Zhou Mingshu covered them with rice leaves and placed them where they would not get in the way.

These more than one hundred bottles of mugwort ointment solved Baicaotang's urgent need. At least the villagers who came to visit would not make a wasted trip.

Due to the good therapeutic effect of the mugwort paste, word spread quickly and everyone said that the mugwort paste sold by Baicaotang was not only cheap but also very effective, and they all praised it.

Zhou Mingshu was also very happy, and she wanted to do more such mutually beneficial things.

Gradually, vendors who smelled business opportunities came to do "wholesale". Faced with this matter, Mr. Chen was also very troubled, but he had to sell to them and could only limit the quantity they bought.

"Uncle Chen, didn't you sell mugwort paste from other companies before our version came out? Why haven't I heard them say this?"

"Mingshu, you don't know! The previous version of wormwood paste was only released two years ago. It was very expensive, and its color was yellow-green instead of emerald green. It had a weak fragrance and low efficacy. Since your version came out, people in Jinmiao Town like it, so I didn't go to the county town to buy it."

Zhou Mingshu nodded. It seemed that the mugwort paste had just appeared and the technology had not been improved yet. If others had already made mugwort paste of such good quality, she would not have had a chance.

So she must be prepared for danger in times of peace and must not neglect the desire to make progress.