Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

"Haha, little aunt, if you hesitate any longer, my mother will try to steal your daughter-in-law from you."

"That's right, our Mu Xiao is quite good too, that girl will definitely take a liking to him."

"Mother, with Mu Xiao's mouth, are you still worried that she won't be able to find a wife?" Mu Nan, who had been sitting silently to the side, suddenly said, which made everyone burst into laughter.

Wang Cuiying said with a smile, "I'm not worried about him not being able to find a wife. Don't I want to find him a good one? The girl Qing'er has his eye on is definitely not bad."

Mu Yan said, "Sister-in-law, I will not give up my daughter-in-law to you. With Zihao's personality, I'm worried that if I miss this one, it will be harder than climbing to heaven to find someone else in the future."

"Haha, how can you talk about your son like that?"

"Yan'er, don't speak of Zihao like that."

Finally, Mu Yan decided that after moving here, she would go to the county town to find a matchmaker to help Zihao propose marriage to Jing's family.

If the girl's family proposes to buy a house in the county town, then she will buy a small courtyard house.

She currently has a thousand taels of silver, enough to buy a large courtyard, but she can't use it all to buy a house; she has to keep some for herself.

Five hundred taels of silver could buy a decent courtyard in the south of the city, much larger than their previous home in the west.

The group sat and chatted for a while before going about their own work.

Wang Qing'er glanced at the seafood she had brought back and saw that the ice inside hadn't melted much, so she didn't touch it.

After covering the wooden bucket, I thought about making shrimp wontons for everyone to try that evening.

In the afternoon, Wang Qing'er, along with Mu Qin and Zi Tong, started making skin-softening cream and lip balm. They had enough soap in stock and could wait a few days to make more.

Mu Nan spent the whole afternoon repairing the ice cellar. After the repairs were finished, she started making ice with saltpeter. Once she was done, she returned to her small courtyard.

Then I saw my wife lying on the chair, idly fanning herself with a palm leaf fan.

Mu Nan walked over and sat down next to her, taking the fan from her hand and fanning her.

"My lord, the weather is so hot and humid today. Is it going to rain?"

I had planned to work hard all afternoon, but it was too hot, so I stopped to rest.

Let Muqin and Zitong go back and finish the lessons assigned in the carriage today.

It was so hot lying down, so she found a fan to fan herself. But after a few tries, her hand started to ache. She missed the air conditioning and ice cream from her past life.

"It might rain." Mu Nan looked up at the sky.

"Dad talked about harvesting wheat today. If it rains, will the wheat be affected?"

"Don't worry, the wheat at home has been harvested and put into the warehouse."

"Oh, all right."

"Qing'er, are you very sensitive to heat?"

"Husband, what a question! Who isn't afraid of the heat?"

"If all goes well, there will be ice tomorrow, which can be used to cool down."

"Okay." Wang Qing'er didn't expect the ice cubes to be of much use. After all, the room was so big that putting a few ice cubes in wouldn't make much difference.

"If you're tired, take a nap. I'll fan you," Mu Nan said, gently brushing the stray hairs from her face.

"I'm not going to sleep. Help me prepare the seafood. We'll cook it all for tonight; I'm worried it'll spoil."

"Okay, then you can rest a little longer. It's still early, I'll help you get it done quickly."

Mu Nan helped with the seafood we cooked in the county town last time; he knew exactly how to prepare it.

"Brother Mu Nan, should we buy a courtyard house in the county town too?"

"Buy it if you want."

"How big of a yard should we buy?" Wang Qing'er suddenly reached out and stroked her husband's Adam's apple, continuing to ask him.

"Any size is fine as long as you like it. We'll go to a few brokerage firms in town next time, and you can take your time to choose."

Mu Nan held his wife's restless little hand, kissed it, and then lowered his head to kiss her soft red lips.

"Husband, it's broad daylight!" Wang Qing'er said shyly, pushing her husband away, still dazed from the kiss.

"My wife, so what if it's daytime?" Mu Nan scooped his wife up in his arms and carried her into the room. Today, he was going to be intimate with her during the day...

After going to the county town, he never touched his wife. His wife said she didn't want to do this in someone else's house, so he complied.

Now that he's back home, he wants to take control and take the initiative.

But he knew it was daytime and didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He only came once before getting up to boil water for his wife to wash.

Before getting up, he whispered in his wife's ear, "Qing'er, let's continue tonight and make up for all the trouble we've caused these past few days."

Wang Qing'er was so angry that she pinched his waist hard, but the man didn't react at all.

He bent down and kissed his wife again. The two of them fooled around for a while before Wang Qing'er urged him to get up and boil water.

After Wang Qing'er finished her bath, she didn't see her husband. When she went to the front yard, she saw him processing seafood.

The crabs have been cleaned and cut into pieces, then placed in a basin.

While Mu Nan was preparing the squid, Wang Qing'er took the already cleaned shrimp and began peeling and deveining them.

Finally, Mu Nan was the one who chopped the shrimp meat.

After Wang Qing'er prepared the filling, she started wrapping wontons. Not long after, Wang Cuiying also returned and came over to help wrap wontons.

"Why did you suddenly decide to make some dumplings? Rolling out the dough is such a hassle," Wang Cuiying asked as she wrapped dumplings.

"Mother, the dough was brought back from the county town; I only prepared the filling."

"I thought I rolled the dough myself."

"Mother, I don't have that ability."

"It's been so many years since I've had wontons. I remember eating them often before I fled here. Back then, the cook in my family was very good at making wontons, and they tasted great. Mu Nan should remember."

Wang Cuiying sighed again as she recalled the past.

"Mother, let's not talk about the past. Your daughter-in-law makes even better dumplings now." Mu Nan comforted her mother, who seemed a little sad.

"Yes, yes, Qing'er's cooking is delicious, much better than what those cooks make."

"Mom, you wrap these up for me, I'll go cook these dishes first." Wang Qing'er was preparing to make stir-fried crab and stir-fried squid, and the main dish would be shrimp wontons.

It was too hot, and she really didn't want to cook.

“Okay, you go cook the vegetables first. There aren’t many left. Mu Nan, go help your wife start the fire.” Wang Cuiying agreed, not forgetting to ask her son to help his wife start the fire.

"it is good."

The two dishes were cooked quickly. Mu Nan wiped the sweat from her face and said, "Wife, you've worked hard."

"Come on, if you really care about me, why don't you learn to cook? Once you learn, you can cook for me."

"Okay, I'll learn. I'll start learning to cook tomorrow, and I'll cook for my wife as soon as I learn." Mu Nan said, picking up a piece of squid and feeding it to his wife.

"Alright, hurry up and start the fire, boil water to cook the wontons." Wang Qing'er glanced into the courtyard and, seeing that everyone had returned, began cooking the wontons.

The wontons were cooked quickly, and Wang Qing'er served everyone a large bowl, except for the two younger ones who were served in small bowls.