The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

"How can you not be angry? Didn't you see how they were harassing the captain? Their expressions were like they were on fire. Every sentence they said was about how they wanted to plant the seeds that Madam Jiang had planted next year."

"Husband, you're also wondering how Madam Jiang grows crops. We both use our own hands, but the crops Madam Jiang grows are just so good."

"This means that we must follow Madam Jiang closely in order to live a good life."

"Ah."

...

In front of the Jiang family's courtyard, everyone was still not satisfied.

Ye Qilang, Ye Balang and Ye Jiulang even hugged their uncle's thighs directly.

"Uncle, are there any more fireworks?"

"Uncle, I still want to see the fireworks."

"Uncle, I want to too."

Yichen looked at the several pendants that suddenly appeared on her father's body and thought they were quite funny, so she grinned.

The Ye family was still immersed in the beautiful fireworks set off by Xiaoliu (uncle).

General Ye thought more about it. He used to think that his daughter-in-law was capable, but today he discovered that his youngest son was also capable.

If the fireworks my youngest son just set off could be made into... and used to convey messages, it would be very good.

Also, if we make more of these fireworks and sell them in the capital, we will definitely be able to fetch a good price.

Ye Zhan didn't know that in just a short while, his father had already thought of several ideas.

Old Madam Ye was very considerate. She was afraid that her daughter-in-law would get cold, so she asked her youngest son to take his wife inside. "It's time for us to go back."

"Ok."

The children were reluctant to leave and wanted to say something to their uncle.

Ye Zhan did not disappoint them. "It's very cold outside. You should go back with your grandparents! I'll make fireworks for you during the Lantern Festival."

"Uncle, is this true?"

"real."

"My uncle wants to make a few more."

"Well, let's go back!" Ye Zhan looked up at the sky, "It seems to be snowing."

"It's snowing. Xiaoliu, you guys go in, we'll go back too."

"Okay, mother."

The Ye family went back, and the Thirteen Banners gradually quieted down.

Jiang Yan had no intention of staying up all night to celebrate the New Year. She went back to her room, washed up, and went to bed.

Yichen had the same idea as her mother and quickly fell asleep.

In the main room, Ye Zhan gave a few more instructions to the Dajun brothers and then let them go to bed.

Ye Zhan waited until the lights in the east wing went out before lying down.

This year is a good year, and the people in the Thirteen Banners have no shortage of food. Many families are happily staying up to celebrate the New Year.

What people talked about most was that Ye Zhan’s fireworks were so beautiful.

Ye Silang was nagging his grandfather, "It's too late today. Tomorrow when I pay New Year's greetings to my uncle, I will definitely ask him to make more fireworks for the Lantern Festival."

"I'll tell you tomorrow too."

"I told my uncle too."

Ye Silang didn't expect that his words would make his younger brothers have the same idea.

Old Mrs. Ye looked at her nine grandchildren. The older ones didn't say a word, probably because they had the same idea.

General Ye said it didn’t matter, it was good that his nephews liked to play with their uncle.

By the end of the night, everyone was a little exhausted, so General Ye asked everyone to go back to their rooms to sleep. Only the three youngest grandsons stayed in their rooms.

Liu Lang ran the fastest, and as soon as he walked out the front door, he started yelling, "The snow seems to be getting heavier."

"It's going to snow a lot at this time of year."

"Will the snow stop tomorrow morning?"

"Look at this trend, it's quite bad."

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, pure white snowflakes were still falling heavily, covering the entire Thirteen Banners and the surrounding mountains in a vast expanse of white snow.

The Ye family made dumplings and steamed rice cakes. After they were cooked, Old Lady Ye asked Silang and Wulang to deliver them to her youngest son's family.

When Jiang Yan woke up, she saw Ye Zhan looking at her and smiling.

"Wake up, get up and wash up, then let's eat!"

"Have you cooked?"

"My parents asked Shilang and Golang to send dumplings and rice cakes over."

"Didn't you give a red envelope?"

"I was thinking that we should give it to each other later." Ye Zhan took out the red envelope he had wrapped yesterday and showed it to his wife.

"Don't mention it, it's pretty nice."

"It looks good, right?" Ye Zhan was quite confident about his dexterity.

Ye Zhan had just put the table aside when Dajun, feeling cold all over, ran in with his younger brother and sister.

"Hey, look at the three of you. Did you roll around in the snow so early in the morning? Or did you fall into a snow pit?"

"Mom, we just went to sweep the snow."

"Oh, I misunderstood you."

"Mom, it's okay."

When Dajun saw his mother finished speaking, he walked directly to Ye Zhan and said, "Dad, please sit next to my mother."

"it is good."

Seeing that his parents were seated, Dajun took the lead and knelt down to kowtow, saying, "Dad and Mom, I wish you a happy new year. I wish you good health and good luck in the new year, and may you make a fortune quietly."

"My son wishes my parents a happy new year..." Xiaojun didn't remember what his brother said next, so he just improvised, "May you have a son soon and may you prosper and become rich."

"Hahaha, good!"

Seeing this, Yichen imitated her two brothers and kowtowed to her parents, wishing them a happy new year. She kept muttering, "I kowtow to you, Dad and Mom, wishing you good luck and peace in the new year! I want a little brother."

"Hahaha, good! You are all good children of your parents."

Ye Zhan was delighted after hearing the three children's New Year greetings, so he helped each of them up and gave each of them a big red envelope.

Seeing that there was a silver ingot in the red envelope, Xiaojun secretly asked his brother: "Brother, how much silver is this?"

"One or two."

"One or two taels of silver? Then wouldn't I be a rich man?" Xiaojun heard from Grandpa Wang that their family didn't even have one or two taels of silver and was a pauper.

"A rich man with only one or two taels of silver?" Yichen looked at Xiaojun and felt that this little brother had no ambition.

"It's not just one or two taels of silver. The New Year's money my parents gave me last year is also here."

"..." Yichen remembered that there was money in this place but nowhere to spend it, so they were all good at saving money.

Especially when Yichen thought that the two little brothers could save their New Year’s money to get married, she wanted to laugh.

"Chenchen, what are you laughing at?"

"Mom, I'm thinking, here in our land, we have money but nowhere to spend it."

"That's right. Even to buy a bag of salt you have to go to Black Rock City."

"This is a military settlement. Almost all the military households here were exiled. They have no freedom at all."

"Then why isn't there even a peddler?"

"In this area, if you don't have some real skills, you wouldn't dare to cheat as a peddler. And those who dare to cheat don't even bother to be peddlers."

"Too."

As Ye Zhan said this, he suddenly thought of the items in the trading mall, and a rough idea came to his mind. "Wife, what do you think about me becoming a traveling merchant during the slack season?"