My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

The burial must take place before noon.

Aunt Jin got up in the middle of the night and made pumpkin pancakes. She and her younger sister split up and went to the morning markets on both sides of Main Street to sell them. The pumpkin pancakes had sold well at the market yesterday, and some people came to the street today to see where they were being sold. They found that they were indeed being sold, and quite a few people paid for them.

People in the county town are relatively richer and are willing to spend money on such snacks.

"Auntie, I see there aren't many pumpkin pie in your backpack. Is this all you get every day?" A woman bought some yesterday and thought they were very good, but unfortunately they were sold out when she wanted to buy some later. She wanted to bring some for her family, so she came here today and bought five.

Aunt Jin smiled and said, "I had some things to do at home today, so I didn't do much. I'll do more tomorrow."

It only took her fifteen minutes to sell out, but her younger sister and brother sold out even faster.

My younger sister, a pretty girl, happened to meet a middle-aged man with two children. Judging from their appearance, this man didn't often take his children to the morning market. He practically bought them whatever they wanted, and judging by his attire, he seemed a bit better than the average person. So, my younger sister tempted the children with pumpkin pie, catching the man's attention while pretending to be poor but resilient.

The man couldn't help but take a few more glances and waved his hand: "Buy three."

The younger sister raised her eyes and smiled at him: "Thank you so much, big brother. You bought three at once. It looks like my brother and I will be able to sell them all out quickly and go home early today."

After saying that, he gently used his right hand to tidy up the hair on the left side of his temple and gently wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead.

"Are you guys busy?"

The younger sister smiled bitterly and said, "Our second brother passed away, and the funeral is today..."

"Sorry, my condolences." The man said quickly.

The younger sister waved her hands and said, "Big brother doesn't know, so why apologize? We only have about ten cakes left. If we go around again, we should be able to sell them out quickly."

The man said, "Sell all the cakes to me, they're so cheap. You look so young, and it must be hard work, especially with your younger brother!"

"How can this be? Big Brother, you can't finish all the food you bought. I can't..."

The man laughed and said, "It's okay. There are many people at home. You can go back early."

After the sale was finished, the younger sister happily carried the basket on her back and said, "Let's go, let's go find Aunt Jin."

The younger brother squinted his eyes at her and said, "Third sister, were you seducing that guy just now? He's so old, but he has a son."

"What nonsense!" The younger sister was unhappy. "That man looks to be thirty years old. Why would I seduce him?"

"But you were clearly trying to attract his attention. Those people in the village said you did it... on purpose. My eldest sister also called you a fickle person before!"

The younger sister pushed the younger brother and said, "Don't talk nonsense. I was just selling cakes. He wanted to buy them all. Go back and don't tell my elder sister!"

"If you are upright, why are you afraid of me telling my elder sister?"

"You!" The younger sister turned around and said angrily, "Then go get all those cakes back and sell them again!"

The younger brother shrank his neck. He had finally sold it, so how could he possibly sell it again? Besides, his second brother's funeral was today, so they had to go back early.

The younger sister glared at the younger brother, then rolled her eyes at his expression, calculating the money in her hand. Ninety coins remained yesterday, and today she earned one hundred and twenty coins, a total of two hundred and ten coins. Aunt Jin didn't know if she had sold all the items, but if she had, she would have three hundred and thirty coins.

Sugar costs 120 wen per pound. Buying half a pound can last for several days. Then buy eight pounds of flour. The eldest sister said that if their business is good and there is a market, they will buy eight pounds. If there are already other shops selling pumpkin cakes in the market, there is no need to continue.

But she walked along the morning market for so long and didn't see any other shops selling pumpkin pie, which showed that she could still continue.

I met Aunt Jin and went to the rice and oil shop to buy sugar and flour.

The younger sister was in high spirits: "I think I should make a lot more tomorrow. I sold out in just over a quarter of an hour. Later, many people asked me about it."

Aunt Jin nodded: "Yes, Miss is really smart. She came up with the pumpkin pie idea to help us get through this difficult time."

When she said that, the younger sister was a little unhappy. She was willing to listen to her elder sister, but she always thought she was smarter than her elder sister. She always felt that if her elder sister listened to her, the family would definitely not have fallen into such a state. Now Aunt Jin actually said that the elder sister was smart?

I won’t admit it.

The younger brother said, "Let's go quickly, our second brother's funeral is coming soon."

The originally happy atmosphere was immediately disrupted. The three of them hurried home, carrying flour and sugar on their backs. Aunt Jin and my younger brother walked quickly. My younger sister rarely walked so far, and she was still carrying all the things on her back. Yesterday, she walked for a while and rested for a while, but today she couldn't rest. She tried to speed up her pace, no matter how tired she was, she had to endure it.

It was still quite early when they returned to Songji Village. They saw a man from the village staring at them from afar.

"What's wrong with you? There's a funeral today, and you're back so late."

Si Xingzhi told the village head that his younger sisters had gone out to sell things and that they would have to wait for them to return before the funeral. Normally, all men and women from the clan would attend funerals, but only the men from the village who were helping out went along. The Si family had no relatives in Songji Village, so they were all waiting for the younger sisters.

Aunt Jin smiled and said, "Dad Dazheng, it's our fault. We were delayed for some time by going out."

The woman next to the man was none other than Da Zheng Niang. Curious, she looked over and said, "Sister Jin, I heard you guys sell that pumpkin pie? What is that? Is it delicious?"

She heard it from her son. He said that the two little grandsons of the Zhu family were eating something called pumpkin cake. It was greasy and fragrant. It looked delicious at first glance, and they wanted to eat it too.

"Yes, it's pumpkin pie. We make it ourselves and sell it on the street," Aunt Jin explained. "Three cents each. I made it these past couple of days, thinking that as much as we can sell, the better. We're really short of money at home..."

The Si family's situation was no secret. The nineteen-year-old boy who had just died was the family's mainstay. Now, the only remaining male members were Si Xingzhi, a good-looking but worthless man, and Si Jingan, a child. So, it was natural for the rest of the family to want to earn some money.

"Three cents? That's too expensive!" Da Zheng Niang was surprised. "Can it really be sold?"

Aunt Jin was about to speak when she heard Si Muyan's shout.

"Aunt Jin, little sister, little brother, you are back?"

Aunt Jin hurried over and said, "Miss, why did you come out? Are you feeling better?"

"I'm much better." Si Muyan responded, turned around and looked at Da Zheng Niang and said, "Business is also average. After all, it's not cheap, but there's nothing we can do. After all, we need flour, and the cost is not low. We still have to send Second Brother up the mountain, so I won't say more to you, Da Zheng Niang."