A time-travelling peasant girl becomes a wealthy woman

"The fields can be used to hire farmhands, and the chickens and ducks at home can be sold or sent to the Huang family canteen. I will buy them all."

Huang Mulin couldn't bear to see his grandparents living alone in the countryside. If they were sick or injured, the older generation might hide it for fear that their children would worry, which could lead to a big problem.

"No, your grandfather and I can take care of ourselves at home."

Zheng Jiaojiao was very touched by her little grandson's thoughtfulness.

It’s just that she worked as an embroiderer in the first half of her life and as a peasant woman in the second half. Her life was stable and she felt very satisfied. It was also good for her and her husband to live in the countryside.

"Mom, you and Dad should move in and live together."

Chen Xiujuan also spoke up: "The head carpenter is good, and with Mu Mu as the guide, we will have a lot of money in the future. It doesn't cost much to hire a farmhand to work on the farmland. We can go back to the house from time to time to tidy it up. It's not far away."

"Besides, we have to go back to worship our ancestors every year, so we won't waste it."

"Dad has not been in good health since he had a serious illness a few years ago. I remember that he accidentally caught a cold at the beginning of the year and took medicine for nearly a month before he recovered. If you have to take care of so many things at home, you will inevitably be exposed to the wind and rain. It's not worth it if you get tired and sick."

Zheng Jiaojiao became a little hesitant when she heard this.

He Mingliang's health was indeed worse than before, probably because of the serious illness.

What Chen Xiujuan said made sense. If there were only the two of them at home, they would have to take care of so many things and get tired and sick. He Mingliang and his wife would still have to take care of them and the business. It would be tiring to run back and forth.

He Mingliang also knew that his health had been getting worse in recent years, and Chen Xiujuan's words really hit a sore spot.

"Dad, Mom, you should move in with us."

He Yian chimed in: "The farm work at home is just a small matter. Getting tired and sick is a big deal. Besides, my family is busy in town. My parents can't take care of them at home, and my son can't rest easy."

"Yes! Grandpa and grandma, Mu Mu is very capable. He can think of many ways to make money. Grandpa and grandma, just enjoy your life and don't mess around."

Huang Mulin struck while the iron was hot.

He Mingliang and Zheng Jiaojiao were amused by her soft-spoken preaching. Although they still did not give in, their attitude did change.

Let He Yian's family try to convince them.

He Yian and Huang Mulin decided to tidy up the front and back yards first, replace all the furniture in the backyard house, and then make some sofas, tables and chairs as samples and put them in the shop, covering them with red cloth, and only open a small door for daily entry and exit to avoid being seen by others.

Once the big house in Xiushan Village is completed and the new furniture is unveiled at the housewarming party, his furniture workshop will open at a certain time, and then everything will be done smoothly.

He Yian also thought this was a good idea, so it was decided.

For dinner, Huang Mulin booked a private room in Weimancheng despite the objections of He Mingliang and others, saying that it was a rare occasion for the family to come to town and they should have a good meal.

It would be too late to make trouble after Huang Jinlin comes back from class.

He Mingliang and others could not object, so they had to give up.

Taking this opportunity, He Hui Niang took He Mingliang's family for a stroll in the town. They went to the pastry shop on North Street and bought some delicious snacks for Zheng Jiaojiao to take back.

Except He Mingliang, no one else had ever been to North Street. Even He Yian used to be a carpenter in the town, and his workshop was located on East Street. He only worked and rested every day and never went shopping.

Now that they had a shop on the side street of North Street, they suddenly seemed to have courage and were no longer afraid of the stares from the people around them.

"When you have time, Auntie, you can buy some good fabric and take it home to make new clothes, or you can buy them directly from the clothing store."

Huang Mulin said: "In the future, the furniture workshop will earn money from the rich, and our clothing and appearance should also follow suit."

It's not that I look down on their current attire, but in the future furniture will be sold to wealthy people, and the farmers' clothing and attire will make a low-quality first impression, which is not conducive to creating the image of high-end furniture.

People rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold.

"Okay, let me check back."

Chen Xiujuan is an intelligent person. She also knows that if their family wants to have extraordinary development in the future, they still have to pay attention to their image.

The two children, He Jiadong and He Jialing, are really happy today.

Not only will they have a large and luxurious new house, but they will also have new clothes. For teenage children, this joy cannot be concealed.

Seeing their children getting along happily and supporting each other, He Mingliang and his wife feel that their life is rich.

Huang Bo returned home and learned from the servant that his father-in-law and his family had arrived. Huang Mulin had also booked a private room in Weimancheng and was waiting for his sons at home. After everyone returned home, they went to Weimancheng together.

Huang Mulin and the others were tired from shopping, so they went to a private room to sit and chat while waiting for Huang Bo and the others.

After Tang Qian found out, he asked the waiter to bring them a pot of good tea and some snacks for their entertainment.

The chefs at Weimancheng are very good at cooking, and every dish ordered is satisfying. Huang Jinlin also evaluated his own cooking skills in his mind, and found that in many aspects he is still not as good as the chefs at the restaurant, so he still needs to work harder.

Everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

After dinner, Fang Zheng drove a horse-drawn carriage to take He Mingliang's family back to Hejia Village, while Huang Mulin's family returned to the Huang family canteen.

Recently, on the border between Tianxiang and Matan, several groups of horse bandits appeared out of nowhere, each with hundreds of people.

They raided the caravans of foreign merchants from Tianxiang Kingdom, killed people and robbed them, then disappeared without a trace, as slippery as loaches.

The border garrison's several encirclement and suppression attempts came to nothing, and even suffered considerable losses.

The caravan and their families expressed doubts and even anger about the border troops' ability. They suffered huge losses, but the government and border troops were unable to catch the criminals, and there was a lot of complaints.

Dong Shifang, the garrison general in charge of the border defense, was so anxious that his mouth was full of blisters.

For merchants living in the border areas, trading with foreign countries is the basis of most people's lives. If they lose this way to make money, those with savings will choose to move away from the border with their families in order to survive.

After all, the conditions here are harsh and unsafe.

Those who have no ability can only waste time and die there.

In a few years, the population of border counties and cities will become increasingly smaller. They are already poorer than other places, and if this continues, they will only become even poorer.

And life will only become more difficult for soldiers on the frontier.

These horse bandits did not act like ordinary bandits. They were cruel and ruthless. They wiped out all the merchants who took risks for their livelihood, leaving no one alive.

Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, Dong Shifang had no choice but to submit a report to the capital.

That morning, the court was in chaos because of this memorial.

Yu Zhenzhou thought that if possible, he would pack up all those sarcastic officials and send them to serve as vanguards for his troops, so that they could experience the customs and practices of a foreign country.

Can't bear it?

Just use local materials, dig a hole and bury it.