Song Sanniang's Journey to Wealth

After watching the donkey cart go away, everyone started their busy work again because they were going to the provincial capital to take away all the baked mooncakes.

They took away fifty boxes of paper boxes, fifty boxes of wooden boxes, and thirty-four boxes of Seven Stars and the Moon.

Therefore, everyone has to continue to rush out what was sold in the afternoon.

Because Song Laoer got up early to help, he went back to catch up on his sleep.

After everyone rushed out two more ovens of mooncakes, Song Ersao and Song Sanniang also got up.

They got up and prepared breakfast first. My second aunt and her friends also took some time to eat breakfast together.

The children all got up. When they got together, the yard became lively. The chattering was filled with their voices, mixed with Qin Haoxi's small voice.

My grandmother and her two companions arrived soon after, replacing my second aunt and her two companions who were working the night shift, and they began their busy day.

Song Sanniang took a look and estimated that she would not be able to go to the county until around two o'clock in the afternoon today.

She wanted to help everyone, but everyone thought she was in the way, so she had to retreat quietly.

Seeing the three girls, Si Niang and the other two, talking non-stop while eating breakfast, she finally found something to do and continued teaching them.

After they finished breakfast, she took the three of them to her room and taught them the characters in the Thousand Character Classic in the same way that Song Zuen had taught her before.

Of course, she didn't have a textbook, so she could only rely on memory and the teaching method in vernacular Chinese. She reminded herself to remember to buy a copy of Thousand Character Classic and read other books as well.

After about an hour, the three of them were able to recognize the six characters they had learned today and could write them out like ghost paintings. Song Sanniang was very satisfied and patted the three of them on the head as a reward.

Suddenly, she heard a voice calling Song Sanniang from outside. She ran out and saw that it was Song Zuling and the others. Except for her cousin, the others were all from the Song clan leader's family and Sister Cuihua's family.

"Why are you all here?" Song Sanniang asked.

"Look, we have dried all the herbs you taught us to dry before, and we agreed to bring them to you to help sell them."

Song Zuling handed her a backpack full of herbs, which were bundled according to their types.

Song Ming from Cuihua's family smiled shyly and handed over the backpack.

His backpack was filled to the brim, leaving no space at all.

It can be seen that they must have continued to pick fruits on the mountain later.

Song Sanniang put the two backpacks in the house and told them to come back in the evening. The children of Cuihua's family left happily.

Song Zuling and Dandan did not leave. They followed Song Sanniang into the house, greeted the elders, and ran into Song Sanniang's room. Dandan ran to play with Si Niang and the others.

"Wow, there are so few things in your room. My room is so messy that I can barely even step foot in it."

Song Zuling looked at Song Sanniang's clean and tidy room and said with envy,

"I've only lived here for a short time, so I don't have many things to buy." Song Sanniang packed up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone she had just used and replied.

"Did you practice calligraphy just now?" Song Zuling asked curiously again.

"No, I taught my sisters to recognize two words."

"Wow, you are so patient. I want to hide when I hear the voices of my cousin and his group of kids." Song Zuling lay down leisurely in Song Sanniang's room.

Song Sanniang retained her modern habits and did not like to lie on her bed in clothes she had worn outside.

In order to prevent Si Niang and her two children from messing around, she simply spread a straw mat in front of the bed and placed a small wooden table in the middle.

When the children come in to play, they lie on the straw mats. This way it does not affect them and they can have fun, and it also adds a fun touch to the room.

Song Sanniang suddenly remembered that she still had to make mahjong, so she decided to draw the pattern while she had time. However, her drawing skills were not very good, and she had a headache just thinking about it.

Looking at Zong Zuling lying leisurely on the straw mat, she asked, "Can you draw?"

Song Zuling was stunned. "I know a little bit, what's wrong?"

Song Sanniang felt like she had met a savior, so she told her about the cards she couldn't draw according to her memory and asked her to help restore them.

Fortunately, the bamboo, wan, and fan tiles in mahjong are simple, and she can tell them directly to the master, but the flower tiles are troublesome.

After seeing what Song Zuling had drawn, Song Sanniang rolled her eyes to the sky. She decided to ask a master to draw it for her, as she had really overestimated Song Zuling.

Song Zuling couldn't help but burst out laughing when looking at the scribbles he had drawn.

At this moment, Boss Song was sitting outside the carriage with Huang Shi Tu, and the two of them had a pleasant conversation along the way.

Huang Shi Tu taught Boss Song a lot of things, including what to pay attention to on the road, what to pay attention to when arriving in the city, where things are cheap and good, which places ordinary people cannot go, and what kind of people cannot be offended. Boss Song also remembered them all in his heart.

After traveling for most of the day, we finally saw the tall city gate of the prefecture at lunch time.

The sun shone on the city gate, making it sparkle. The bronze nails and bronze decorations on the gate were also shining.

The city walls on both sides of the city gate are tall and solid, like an insurmountable barrier, guarding the safety of the city.

Niu Laosan and Qin Haodong were also stunned. It was the first time for everyone to come to the capital city. If it was Kyoto, what would the scene be like? Qin Haodong couldn't help but yearn for it.

The inspection in the prefecture is very strict, and there will be soldiers at the gate to check your identity and household registration, and see what items you carry.

Boss Song and his men stopped and waited for the people in front to finish checking. After a while, it was their turn.

Huang Shi Tu signaled Boss Song to take out his identity documents, and the two of them had them checked by the soldiers.

The soldier lifted the curtain of the donkey cart again and took a few boxes of mooncakes at random to check.

They were very formal and were very careful during the inspection. They did not act rudely or rashly. After the soldiers checked and waved them off, Boss Song breathed a sigh of relief.

Boss Song and his group entered the city. The grandeur of the prefectural city was incomparable to that of the county town.

Once you enter the city gate, you'll see an open road with two- and three-story shops lining both sides and pedestrians huddled on the road.

Luxurious carriages came and went on the road, and the pedestrians on the road were all dressed respectably and elegantly, as if they had no idea what poverty was.

From time to time, you can see children chasing and playing, women holding babies and bargaining with vendors, and some walking on the street holding children's hands.

The men's faces were also filled with happy and confident smiles. Some were walking on the street with their families, some were eating leisurely in the shops, and some were sitting upstairs and casting curious glances downstairs from time to time.

Boss Song and his group did not attract anyone's attention. Led by Huang Shi Tu, they came to Le'anfang, the big market in the city.