Don't worry about traveling through time, she has an all-powerful senior sister to help her

Shen Lingzhu was the first to step forward and asked, "Uncle Shi, don't you need to recuperate?

Don't come to your uncle and try to beg for forgiveness by using self-torture tactics. The owner is your aunt."

When she saw that there were still a few thorns on the car, the words "carrying the thorns to apologize" suddenly appeared in her mind.

Shen Man rolled his eyes at her. She was the one who complained the fastest yesterday, which was why she got beaten the moment she entered the house. "Why am I like this? It's all because of you blabbering to my dad."

Shen Lingzhu smiled and said, "I'm just worried that Uncle Ten will go astray, so I'm just giving Third Grandpa a warning." I don't care if you deliberately step into other people's traps, but it's definitely not okay to drag my family into the trap.

While the two were talking, Shen Man asked his nephew to help tie the brambles.

Shen Lingzhu glanced at her elder brother and second sister who were walking slowly towards her. She couldn't let them get involved in this matter.

So while Jian Zhang was helping the man up, he grabbed the bramble and ran to the stream, throwing it into the water.

"Shen Lingzhu, don't go too far." Shen Man gritted his teeth. He agreed to come and apologize because, firstly, no villagers would easily come to the foot of the mountain.

Secondly, he wanted to ask Shen Huai for advice on writing articles so that he could figure out why he always failed the provincial examination.

"Jian Zhang, go and break off some branches to use as a replacement." Did he think that if he threw away the brambles, he would have no other options?

At this time, Shen Miaozhu and her brother happened to walk in front of the car.

"Jian Zhang, this matter has nothing to do with you." Shen Xianzhu didn't want him to get involved, so he put his arm around his shoulders and walked away, whispering in a low voice.

Shen Miaozhu took the opportunity to grab the mule's bridle, turned the car around, and sat on the shaft: "Little Zhuzi, let's take Uncle Shi home."

"You! Jian Zhang, Shen Jian Zhang, are you a dead man?" Shen Man forgot that he had been scolding his nephew all the way.

If his grandfather hadn't forced him, Shen Jianzhang didn't want to care about him, but he couldn't let his two younger sisters drive the car.

But he didn't break free from Xian Zhu, and he heard him say, "You don't want to see Third Grandpa lose face after being completely rejected, right?"

"But can Miaozhu drive a cart?" Shen Jianzhang naturally didn't want to see his grandfather sad.

Of course you can!

And no matter how Shen Man sneered, Shen Miaozhu sat firmly in the carriage and drove the cart steadily.

He realized that it was useless to waste his mouth, and seeing villagers walking around in front of him, he immediately shut his mouth.

After Shen Lingzhu greeted the people she knew, she turned around and saw Shen Man talking to a strange man.

He laughed and said, "Uncle Shi, you are actually quite smart, why do you always make mistakes?

Isn't it nice to study peacefully and take the imperial examinations?"

Shen Man climbed into the car without saying a word. It would be a lie to say that he did not regret it. After a while, when the car arrived in front of his house, his third grandmother ran over to check if her son's back was pierced by the thorns.

When she realized that nothing was wrong, she said with a sullen face, "Why is Miaozhu driving the cart? Girls shouldn't stay at home embroidering and weaving, but instead follow men to go out and do business and show themselves in public. It's really shameful."

"Since it's ugly for a woman to drive a carriage, I'll listen to Third Madam and not drive." Shen Miaozhu threw down the whip, gave a wink to her junior sister, and the two of them got out of the carriage and left.

It was so fast that Third Grandma couldn't even stop them in time, "These two girls did it on purpose."

"Mom, help me go home."

"Did Wu Huai agree?"

"No one was seen."

"Not at home? Shouldn't you be?"

"Mom, please leave me alone."

"Okay, okay." When the third grandmother looked up and saw the two sisters going to the eldest sister-in-law's house, she couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Shen Lingzhu didn't know about her dissatisfaction, and didn't want to know.

The latter was concerned about: "Senior Sister, are you planning to persuade the Master to ask Mr. Xia to help us sell things outside?"

"Yes, Mr. Xia is familiar with the local geography, and he needs money to get married now, so he will definitely not refuse." Shen Miaozhu did not act simply to drive Shen Man away.

As soon as they entered the grandmother's house, they heard the sound of a loom coming from the side room. "Are there many people from the clan coming here to study and learn needlework now?"

"I can't afford the meal, half of it is missing." The grandmother led the two to the hall to talk.

She said, "Everyone has their own destiny. Parents with a long-term vision will naturally not ruin their child's future because of a meal."

Shen Lingzhu agreed. In this era, women were mostly confined to their homes. Being able to embroider was a skill that could support a family. "After you get married, can you still teach me embroidery for free?"

“That depends on how well she lives after arriving at her husband’s house.

If she's rich, she can do whatever she wants. If she's poor, she'll be so busy with her own work that she won't have time to teach anyone, let alone whether she's still a teacher or not. "Don't be like your father," the grandmother warned them. "If someone comes to you and asks you to reopen the clan school, don't agree."

Shen Lingzhu nodded and shook her head: "We don't have the money to agree to it, so we have to ask the teacher to borrow someone to help us get more customers to buy our business."

Grandma asked: "Who can I borrow it from?"

This time Shen Miaozhu answered, and after listening, the grandmother agreed: "If it's Zhending Prefecture, let your Nineteenth Aunt go too."

"Ah? They can meet before getting married?" Shen Miaozhu was a little surprised.

The grandmother asked in return: "Why can't I see him?"

"Grandma, what she said was a story from a book, which was said casually by the protagonist in the book." Shen Miaozhu was referring to the online literature in her previous life, some of which were the culmination of all the feudalism in the world and were even more feudal than the ancients.

She said, "If Aunt Nineteen can go with us, we would also like to go."

"No, you two can't go to Zhending Prefecture." Shen Shijiu came in from outside and flatly refused her.

Shen Lingzhu: "Why? There's nothing wrong with us going to Baozhou Prefecture."

Shen Shijiu didn't answer, but looked at the old lady. The grandmother smiled and stood up: "I'll go see how the children's cloth is weaving today."

As soon as she left, Shen Shijiu mentioned that the Shenwu Guard where Shi Wulang was located was in Zhending and he did not recommend that the two of them go there.

Not many people in the clan knew about Shen Huai's offense against the Shi family, Duke Zhongguo, only a few people.

Shen Lingzhu slapped his forehead and realized that he had actually forgotten about this person, but his senior sister should not have forgotten.

She looked at her senior sister, who gave her a reassuring look, then said to Shen Shijiu, "Master, we don't have to go, but there are a few things I want you to look for."

"Okay, go ahead." Shen Shijiu thought she would come up with a bunch of reasons why she had to go.

After Shen Miaozhu listed a few things, Shen Shijiu asked, "Why didn't you buy them in the capital?"

"I didn't think about it at the time." Since the other party agreed, Shen Miaozhu naturally asked her junior sister to tell her some tips on selling bellows and rocking chair skills.

After hearing this, Shen Shijiu nodded continuously and said that she and Mr. Xia could set off tomorrow.

As she sent them off, she asked again, "The pickled vegetables you sent last time were very delicious. Do you want to sell the recipe?"

Shen Miaozhu: "If you want to use it, feel free to take it. I'll copy a copy of the ingredients and send it to you later."

"No, no, I have a good friend who opened a snack shop and a pickle shop in Zhending. I think she would like more varieties." Some of Shen Shijiu's ideas are similar to Shen Lingzhu's, which is to save small amounts of money to make a lot.

Shen Lingzhu said, "What about other recipes that don't all consist of pickled vegetables? Would she like them? Our prices are not high."