I'm going to become rich after being dressed as a five-year-old woman

"Mom, mom, didn't you ask us to come and drink chicken soup? Where is it? Why did you come to our aunt's place?" Two boys from the second room and one boy from the first room ran over.

Idiot, Xiang knew that it must be her two sons who told Gu Sanzhu.

Old Mrs. Gu glanced at Xiang coldly, and Xiang was frightened.

"Oh, I haven't seen Dazhu, Erzhu and Sanzhu for a long time. They have grown plumper. The food in the old house is good." Zhao Qiqi looked at the boys in front of him. The three children were 14, 13 and 10 years old. They still had baby fat on their faces and looked much healthier than Dashuan and the others.

"Why are you joining in the fun? Go back quickly."

The boys were stunned. Grandma was actually yelling at them. But grandma's words were the most effective in the Gu family, so the boys had to leave quickly. Dazhu and Erzhu didn't even dare to look at their mother.

"Don't worry, mother. I know you are afraid that I won't feed the children. Look, Dashuan has finished drinking. This is the last bowl. Even your eldest grandson has drunk it. You care so much about them. If they have something promising, they will definitely honor you."

Old Mrs. Gu was dizzy. She was vain and greedy, and she loved to hear such flattering words the most.

"Mom, I'll take the kids to school after a while. You know, they are Gu Lin's offspring. If one of them passes the exam and becomes a scholar, everyone will say that the Gu family has a good bloodline, and you will be proud of it."

Old Madam Gu nodded. She also felt that Gu Lin's family was most likely to study, and becoming a scholar would be a great thing to bring honor to the family.

"Sister-in-law, you are still taking a few boys to set up stalls in the town. Where do you get the money to send them to school? Besides, there is no scholar who deals with copper coins all day long. Even if he has that kind of talent, it will be gone."

Xiang saw that things were not going in the right direction. If Old Madam Gu felt that the first wife had a promising future and could bring honor to her, she would definitely give things to the first wife. Now that their first wife had been divided out, wasn't this just a cheap opportunity to get benefits without working? Then what would be the role of her first and second wife in the future?

"Mom, Dazhu and Erzhu also love to study. You can send them to school." Xiang smiled ingratiatingly.

Mrs. Gu slapped away Xiang's hand and said, "I don't have any money."

Of course she wouldn't be willing to do that. There's a severe drought right now, and food prices are rising, along with other things. Money is needed everywhere, so how could she have money to go to school?

She saw that those boys had no talent for studying, unlike her eldest son, who had been able to sit still since he was young and studied with a failed scholar in the village. He was also more handsome than other boys.

"My eldest daughter-in-law, since you want to send your children to school, how can you let them do business?"

Among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, merchants are the lowest. How can they take the examinations to become scholars and juren when they are tainted by the smell of money?

"Mom, if you don't want me to set up a stall, then you can pay for the school fees. You know our family's situation. If I don't set up a stall, let alone send the children to school, we can't even afford rice bran to eat on weekdays."

The old lady spat secretly. She should not have come earlier. She was afraid that Zhao Qiqi would rely on her.

When Mrs. Gu returned, she looked at the empty bowl and glared at Mr. Gu: "You old man, you didn't even leave me a bite."

Looking at her expression, it was obvious that she didn't get the best of her eldest daughter-in-law. A harmonious family is the key to success, so Mr. Gu changed the subject and moved on.

Gu Xiaocao and Gu Xiaohua were in a very good mood today. They didn't expect the chicken soup to be so delicious. Grandma went to her aunt's house, and several younger brothers went directly to her. It was a good deal for them.

"Mom is so awesome." The two idiots looked at Zhao Qiqi eagerly. Instead of delivering things to grandma, they asked grandma to deliver things to them.

Santu looked at his mother suspiciously, thinking that she was probably just talking nonsense. How could his mother have the money to send them to school? It would be better for him to focus on business. Today he felt the potential of doing business. As long as he worked hard, he could support himself and let everyone live a good life.

Hu Lan cleared the dishes and Yunyun Sipang swept the floor. It was so good to have enough food and drink, so they worked even harder.

"Dashuan, when you get up tomorrow morning, wash out more taro. We will take them over to sell tomorrow."

Yes, I just remembered the matter of Yuhe, but after such a long time they still don’t feel comfortable. It seems that it is just as my mother said, Yuhe and Haihe are different things.

The rooster at Aunt Li's house next door hadn't crowed yet, but Dashuan got up to soak the rice, wash the taro, and put together all the sauces his mother had prepared so that Qin Gao could take them with him when he came over later.

They came a little early today. First, they had to buy a pot first, and second, they soaked ten more kilograms of rice today. They also brought Yunyun and Sipang with them. Hu Lan was reluctant to come and said she was working at home.

Zhao Qiqi went to the corner of an alley and bought a pot. Ersha insisted on following him, but fortunately he was sent away later.

Boil water and wash the pot, then add oil and stir-fry the taro. It lacks flavor if fried alone, but it is delicious enough. It is sour, spicy and fragrant when paired with rice rolls.

"Mom, let's go back early today and cut some more taro and pickle some." It was so delicious. Now when he smelled the aroma, Sipang remembered the taste of the spicy stir-fried taro and chicken offal yesterday.

Zhao Qiqi agreed with a smile. These naughty kids had always been suspicious of her, but she had endured it again and again.

"It smells so good, auntie, what is this?"

He was the shopkeeper of Zuixianju yesterday. He was still able to sit still yesterday, but when he smelled the fragrance today, he came over and asked.

"This is pickled taro, it's delicious. Would you like to have one?" Santu was very smart. Seeing that the man was very interested in taro, he quickly recommended it.

"Okay, give me one." Without asking the price, just looking at the temperament and the material of the clothes, you can tell that he is a rich man.

"Would you like some eggs?"

"Okay." He added, "Add another spoonful of chili."

Everything is ready, boil water, steam it for two minutes, pour the prepared sauce, chili and taro on it.

Gradually, more and more people came and the twelve stools were all filled. Many of them were returning customers from yesterday, and some had never eaten there before and wanted to try something new.

They're all lined up.

The shopkeeper was not in a hurry, and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "Auntie, what is this taro? It's sour and refreshing with a unique mellow fragrance."

"It's just pickled wild vegetables from our countryside. It's not very tasty. If it's fried with chicken or duck meat, it will have a different flavor."

The shopkeeper became interested in what she said: "I wonder if Auntie could make a plate for me and I'll pay for it."

Zhao Qiqi looked embarrassed: "It's just that we only have one pot and no ingredients."

The shopkeeper of Zuixianju smiled and said, "You can go to Zuixianju, where you can find all these materials."

Zhao Qiqi let the stall run by a few kids. Dashuan made rice rolls, Ersha served them, Santu kept accounts, and Sipang and Yunyun cleaned up.