The whole family traveled through ancient times with their house

Ye Zhan's words also reminded Jiang Yan.

"Wife, what do you think of this idea?"

"Not bad! But who do you want to sell it to?"

"Someone who needs it." Ye Zhan's words were full of information. He looked into his wife's eyes and continued to discuss with her in a low voice: "Wife, those daily necessities in the trade mall, I mean those that can be shown to others, if we can sell them to the capital, we will definitely be able to sell them for a high price."

"How do you want to sell it?"

"We can open a shop in the capital and sell it ourselves. Or we can find a reliable merchant there and supply him with the goods, and he can sell them however he likes."

"My husband, both of your ideas are good. However, I would rather be a middleman. It's easier this way."

"Then let's have breakfast first. After breakfast, we can go to pay New Year's greetings to our parents and then discuss it when we come back."

"it is good."

After the family finished breakfast, Ye Zhan was about to go to the Ye family with Jiang Yan's support when he saw Ye Dalang holding Changsheng and bringing his younger brothers and sisters to wish his uncle and aunt a happy new year.

Ye Dalang took the lead and led his younger brothers and sisters to kneel on the ground.

I watched as the eleven heads, big and small, kowtowed up and down, and then said together: "Happy New Year, uncle and aunt! Your nephew (niece) wishes you a happy new year."

Jiang Yan felt dizzy and dazzled.

Fortunately, Ye Zhan acted quickly and quickly helped the oldest nephews up, and stuffed red envelopes into their hands one by one.

Changsheng’s red envelope was unique. It was hung around his neck with a red string, which made the little guy keep touching it with his little hands.

Jiulang is not very old. When he saw the nice red envelope his uncle gave to Changsheng, he also wanted to exchange it for one.

Ye Zhan would of course satisfy him and gave him the same red envelope as Changsheng. Jiulang, like Changsheng, treasured this red envelope very much.

Ye Zhan also asked Qilang and Balang if they also wanted such a red envelope.

Balang asked for it, but Qillang didn't. Qillang thought that such a red envelope would look better on his nephew hanging around his neck. He was an uncle and an adult, so he shouldn't be so childish.

Ye Zhan wanted to say a few words to the child, so they went to the Ye family together.

But before they could sit down, they heard a commotion outside. Dajun went out to see what was going on and quickly came back. "Dad, Mom, Dasheng has brought the children from the flag to wish you a happy new year."

"Let them in quickly."

Ye Dalang looked at his younger brothers and sisters. They occupied the entire room, so how could others get in?

Just as Ye Dalang was about to take his brothers and sisters out, Jiang Yan had already put on her shoes and walked downstairs. She told them, "You guys sit inside for a while, we'll be back soon."

Jiang Yan was still sitting in the main hall as she was last year. Dasheng led all the children from the Thirteen Banners to pay New Year's greetings to Aunt Jiang.

Looking at the children's rosy little faces, lively and active, Jiang Yan smiled and asked Ye Zhan to give the children candies and red envelopes.

Receiving Aunt Jiang's candies and red envelopes was like receiving Aunt Jiang's good wishes. After thanking Aunt Jiang and their uncle, the children of the Thirteen Banners happily returned home.

Ye Dalang saw all of this. He knew that the children of the Thirteen Banners regarded their aunt as a kind of salvation and a kind of faith.

After seeing off the children of the Thirteen Banners, Ye Zhan helped his wife put on her coat and walked towards the Ye family with the children.

New Year, new beginning. After Ye Zhan brought his wife and children to kowtow to his parents and wish them a happy new year, he also received a red envelope from Mrs. Ye.

Jiang Yan didn't expect that she and Ye Zhan also had the red envelope, so she smiled foolishly while holding the red envelope.

The old lady was afraid that Jiang Yan would catch a cold, so she took her hand and pulled her onto the warm kang.

Old Mrs. Ye sat on the kang with her daughters-in-law, chatting about family matters. Old General Ye sat in the main hall with his son and older grandchildren, discussing plans for the new year.

Ye Zhan listened most of the time. He also learned from his wife some things about the court's injustice to the Ye family.

In this way, he slowly began to detect a different emotion in the words of his father and brother.

And as my father mentioned, they need to make money.

Ye Zhan and his daughter, who was sitting on a small stool, exchanged a glance, and saw that his daughter's eyes were shining, as dazzling as the stars in the sky.

When Ye Zhan saw the look in his daughter's eyes, only one thought came to his mind: his little girl supported the old man's thing more than he and his wife did.

This time it was Yichen's turn to wink at her father, and she even used her mouth to ask her father to give her grandfather some money-making ideas.

In a hurry, Ye Zhan really didn't know what to say.

Yichen had no choice but to ask her mother for help: "Mom, what business is the most profitable right now?"

Jiang Yan: "Don't even think about it. Food is the most important thing for people. As long as you have good recipes and recipes, as well as good management and an attractive environment, you can open a high-end restaurant in a place where noble people gather, and you can make money."

"that's it?"

"You can also open a small shop in a place where ordinary people gather, and sell more products at a lower profit."

"Mom, is there anything else?"

"You can also open some handicraft workshops. Make some daily necessities commonly used by every household, such as soap, perfumed soap, and skin care products. Don't forget, from ancient times to the present, women's money is the easiest to make."

"Yes, especially the money of rich women is the easiest to make."

The conversation between mother and daughter seemed to have opened the door to a new world. Not only were the Ye family father and son inspired, but even the eldest sister-in-law and her three sisters-in-law approached Jiang Yan with sparkling eyes and asked, "Sixth sister-in-law, can you make soap?"

"know a little."

"That's great." Mrs. Ye San stretched out her cracked hands to show Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan's eyes swept over the hands of Mrs. Ye Da and Mrs. Ye Er. They were red, swollen, and had cracked cuts.

Jiang Yan looked at the hands of her three sisters-in-law, and felt increasingly ashamed. It was her negligence that made her forget about this matter.

Yi Chen noticed her mother's dilemma and winked at her father, who then immediately and servilely arranged to go home.

Old Mrs. Ye originally wanted to let them stay, but when she saw the tired look on her daughter-in-law's face, she didn't stop them.

On the way home, Jiang Yan had already thought of a not-so-clever idea, which she could implement as soon as she got home.

"My husband, how about this method?"

After hearing what his wife said, Ye Zhan also felt a little foolish. But there was really no other good way at the moment, so he nodded. "Let's just use this."

"Well, I'm going to the trade mall to buy some things now. Keep an eye on the Dajun brothers and don't let them in."

"Okay, I'll go sit in the main room, and you pretend to sleep in the room."

"Ah."

Jiang Yan used the excuse of sleeping to buy a jasmine-scented handmade soap wrapped in oil paper in the trading mall.

I bought a large box of clam oil in a shop that had a very old-fashioned feel. The small clams in the box, filled with fat, looked very pretty.