My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Under Yang Fenglan's meticulous care, the chili seedlings bloomed not long after the start of summer.

After pruning the branches below the first large fork, the chili peppers grew better and better, and within a few days, tender green peppers were hanging on the branches.

Yang Fenglan couldn't bear to eat it; she would look at it several times a day.

The shop's business can be abandoned, but these chili seedlings must be properly cared for.

Finally, when the peppers turned red and were fully ripe, Yang Fenglan took them down to dry in the sun, tied them with hemp twine, and hung them on the eaves.

Chili peppers can be planted in spring and autumn, but I don't know if they can be planted in autumn in this place. Yang Fenglan only dared to use a small portion of the seeds to cultivate seedlings.

After the seedlings are cultivated, transplant them two at a time.

Older chili pepper trees, after the first batch of chili peppers has finished bearing fruit, can produce another crop of chili peppers if the top is removed and the branches are left intact.

"Mom, we're out of stock again." Zhou Jingwei ran over from the front.

Seeing her mother staring at her chili seedlings again, she shook her head helplessly: "She doesn't look like she's doing business at all."

Yang Fenglan pressed the last two chili seedlings into the soil, watered them thoroughly, and then remembered to answer Zhou Jingwei: "Oh."

"Mom, will these chili peppers really make us rich?"

“It definitely can!” Yang Fenglan affirmed.

In my past life, even people who couldn't eat chili peppers couldn't resist spicy food.

"Where's your older brother? Tell him to stir-fry the plain beans first."

"My older brother said he went hunting in Xiaoshan."

"Huh?" Yang Fenglan was taken aback. "Didn't he go there just the day before yesterday? He said he wouldn't go again after failing to catch any prey."

"who knows."

“Sigh, a son grows up and leaves home. Jingwei, help me start the fire.”

Yang Fenglan washed her hands and began making beans.

I don't have much stock. After these are all sold, I'll have to go buy more.

Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Estimating that the nuts in the mountains were almost ripe, Yang Fenglan finally decided to go to Qingshui Village to find Xu Yingying.

Before making the purchase, she had to go up the mountain to find some goods and determine the purchase price based on the situation.

The next morning, Yang Fenglan closed the door again and took Zhou Jingwei out together.

Zhou Jingwei said she would stay home to watch the house, but she was only a seven or eight-year-old child, and Yang Fenglan was not at ease leaving her at home alone.

When we arrived at Qingshui Village, it was lunchtime again.

As soon as Lin Cuiniang put the dishes on the table, she saw Yang Fenglan and immediately greeted her warmly, "Fenglan, it's been so long since I've seen you! Come on, come and eat!"

"It has indeed been a long time since I've been here." Yang Fenglan unceremoniously pulled Zhou Jingwei to sit down.

The Xu family has four members, but there are five bowls on the table.

Yang Fenglan looked at Lin Cuiniang, who was bringing in the dishes, and asked, "Are there guests at home?"

"Aren't you honored guests?" Lin Cuiniang put down the dishes and then went to the kitchen to get two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Yang Fenglan was wondering when she saw Zhou Jingyi and Xu Chunsheng come in from outside together.

Zhou Jingyi also saw Yang Fenglan and wanted to slip away.

However, with so many people watching, I still gritted my teeth and went inside.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"I was going to ask you why you're here?"

"Well, we had nowhere to eat..." Zhou Jingyi's answer was true, but it carried a hint of guilt.

Yang Fenglan could tell he was lying at a glance. He used to eat at Xiao Yuanshan's house quite often. Now, was Xiao Yuanshan being stingy and not letting him eat there?

Yang Fenglan didn't say anything, and invited everyone to start eating.

The meal was plentiful, with both fish and meat.

Xu Yingying arrived last, twisting her neck. "Fenglan, you've come at the right time. I've sculpted quite a few clay sculptures these past few months. You can take them and display them at the shop entrance. Sell them if you can."

Although she had enough money from her business, Xu Yingying couldn't do farm work. Making clay sculptures was a hobby and a way to pass the time.

"After you finish, just have Jingyi take it with you. He often comes to Qingshui Village to hunt anyway."

"That's true, nephew. You should at least let me know when you go back next time. You always leave quietly."

Zhou Jingyi: ...