Farming with kids: My deceased husband returns and I spoil him rotten.

After arriving at the thatched hut that was not yet fully repaired, Jiang Yingyue withdrew her gaze from the other person and turned to leave.

Shang Qing was finally free. Without even taking a sip of tea, he left immediately.

He would occasionally be called to the old house to check on the situation.

"You guys are just bored. If it were really that easy to get out, wouldn't the mountains be covered in mushrooms? Would people need to grow them?"

"Besides, I already told you not to touch it carelessly. The mycelium here is obviously dead and won't grow back, so we'll replace it with another piece of wood."

Jiang Yingyue wanted to refuse, but was blocked behind her by Liu Bazi, who was in charge.

"How long will this take? We can't just keep going around in circles in this dark room."

"Why don't you switch to something else to make some quick money? Once it's all grown, you can recoup your investment."

Hearing Shang Qing's words, Jiang Yingyue was indeed somewhat tempted, but she clearly knew that she had no way to make money, so she could only turn her attention back to Liu Bazi.

The other party seemed to be used to it, nodded, quickly tidied up the things in the room, and left with his people.

Having finally found some free time, Shang Qing naturally took her old clothes back to Nie Niang's room to continue learning how to sew.

"Why make things difficult for yourself when you can choose not to learn?"

That's a good question, but she had no other choice.

After all, embroidery is a craft, and if you can learn it well, you might even be able to make a living from it.

Thinking of this situation, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and she sewed each stitch even more diligently.

After finally getting a piece of clothing ready, it was already time for the next trip to the city.

Shang Qing looked at the seasonings in the bag, nodded, and then looked at the two children beside her.

"Are you going with us?"

"Last time, Mom took my sister there, and she must have been very tired. This time, we can help her and make sure she doesn't get too tired."

The problem is that she doesn't want to take care of anyone this time; she prefers to have the children stay home to look after her youngest daughter.

After all, there was a man at home who wanted to be close to them all the time, so they really didn't dare leave them here.

Shang Qing felt increasingly troubled, but fortunately, Gu Nian'er stepped in and took Gu Pan'er away before she could figure out what was going on.

"Sister, it seems like my sister is crying. Should we go and take care of her?"

"Why is he crying again? I thought the little guy wouldn't cry anymore. I don't know what's wrong with him now. Is it because he doesn't have a name yet?"

Hearing the two children's discussion, Shang Qing's delicate brows furrowed, and after a long while, she let out another sigh.

But just as she was about to think about it seriously, the light sweeping in from outside shone on her face, and her brows immediately furrowed.

"We'll talk when Mom gets back. I'm going to deliver the goods now."

Without giving the two children a chance, she quickly left the house, carrying the seasonings on her back, and strode away from the village.

They arrived at the restaurant in an oxcart, looked around to make sure no one was watching, and then quickly walked into the restaurant.

I just arrived and saw that the restaurant, which was originally empty, is now full of customers, with no seats available.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper spotted her at a glance, smiled, and walked straight up to her.

"You've finally arrived! If you hadn't come soon, we wouldn't have had enough of the seasonings we left behind."

"Luckily I prepared extra, otherwise you would have lost a day's earnings."

Shang Qing placed the prepared package directly on the table, letting the waiter hurriedly take it to the kitchen.

But she didn't leave immediately; instead, she turned to look at Manager Jin beside her.

"Is something the matter, Madam Shang?"

"I do have a few things that I need the shopkeeper's help with, but they will definitely help the business."

Upon hearing this, Manager Jin knew that it would be a significant help to his business and immediately stepped forward.

Seeing his anxious look, Shang Qing smiled slightly and took out a recently dried shiitake mushroom and placed it on the table.

The plump dried shiitake mushrooms rolled on the table before falling into the shopkeeper's palm.

Clearly seeing this for the first time, Manager Jin stared blankly for a long time before finally bringing it to his nose to smell.

Only after confirming that it was edible did he raise his head and look at Shang Qing again.

"Is this also a spice? How is it used?"

"These are dried shiitake mushrooms. They're great for soups or stir-fries, but I didn't find them myself. It was another villager named Liu Bazi who discovered them."

Manager Jin immediately understood her meaning and waved for someone to go find this so-called Scarface Liu.

But Shang Qing immediately stopped the man, saying, "But this man is a bit cunning. If you want to get the better of him, you can only use bait."

The bait is the huge demand and the high deposit.

Manager Jin was a businessman, so he understood Shang Qing's meaning. He nodded with a slight smile on his face.

"Does Madam Shang have other ideas? Why don't you tell us if our thoughts have any basis?"

"nature."

Shang Qing nodded, then turned to look to the side, a smile returning to his lips.

"It seems you really want to teach him a lesson."

"If I didn't resort to trickery, why would I do something that would invite retaliation?"

Understanding Shang Qing's meaning, the shopkeeper immediately smiled and then roughly wrote down a few points on the paper beside him.

After reviewing everything and confirming that everything was correct, the two began preparing their respective items.

Just as Shang Qing finished resting and was about to leave, Manager Jin suddenly approached him with an abacus.

"Are they trying to settle scores with me?"

"What are you saying, Madam Shang? How could I possibly hold you accountable? It's just that..." Manager Jin hesitated for a moment, forced a smile, and continued, "If you can sell this to me, you can sell better recipes to others, so I hope you will sell all your future recipes to us."

That's a clever plan, but she won't do so much for such a small amount of money.

Shang Qing glanced directly at the other party, immediately making the shopkeeper feel guilty, and he remained silent for a while.

Seeing Manager Jin's expression, she smiled slightly and pointed directly to the table beneath her.

"Do you need something else?"

"I've put so much effort into this shop, doesn't the manager intend to give me anything in return?"

Realizing it was indeed possible, Manager Jin immediately stood up and fiddled with the abacus in front of Shang Qing for a while before finally smiling.

"is this okay?"

"Of course, but I still feel like something's missing."

Shang Qing raised her hand and gestured slightly in front of him, her smile becoming even more sincere, so that the other party would know what she was thinking.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper had already seen something, nodded, and then carefully pushed the abacus forward.

"How about this number?"

"Of course, that's no problem. By the way, please keep an eye on what happened before; he's a very slippery person."

The shopkeeper nodded, then quickly completed the rough draft of the contract and pushed it in front of Shang Qing.