Travel to the mountains and make a fortune in silence

Seeing that she didn't speak, Mu Nan knew that his wife wasn't very happy. She was under pressure. Although the mountain had been bought, the money was gone. Now that she was in charge of the household, the whole family was pinning their hopes on her.

Even though he knew that if any problems arose in the future, his grandmother and parents wouldn't blame his wife, he knew that the girl certainly wouldn't think that way.

So he pulled her into his arms and comforted her, "You don't have to worry about losing money on this mountain. Your scented soap will definitely sell well. I want to buy it for my wife just by smelling it. Other people will definitely like it too, especially the ladies from wealthy families. So you don't have to worry about not being able to sell it."

Wang Qing'er looked up and said unhappily, "Hmph! You seem to know quite a bit about the wives and young ladies of wealthy people."

"Wife, that's not being reasonable. What I meant was that the scented soap you make is good, and I'll buy it for you to use. Why did you only hear the second half of what I said?" Mu Nan scolded his wife for distorting the facts with affection.

Wang Qing'er looked at Mu Nan and asked, "Brother Mu Nan, if you saw these scented soaps outside, would you really buy them for me to use? Do all men like these things?"

Mu Nan didn't understand what his wife meant, but nodded very firmly, "Yes! I'll definitely buy it for my wife. It would be so nice for her to sleep with it smelling so good! I think other husbands would like it too."

Wang Qing'er looked up at him with some surprise, "Brother Mu Nan, you've changed."

Mu Nan asked, puzzled, "What has changed?"

Wang Qing'er smiled and said, "Your words have become sweeter!" But in her heart she was thinking, "Indeed, all crows are black, and all men are the same; they all like the smell of cosmetics. Her husband is no exception; he likes a fragrant wife."

"Oh? Really? Then let me taste how sweet my wife's mouth is!" He said, and kissed her lips.

After about fifteen minutes, Mu Nan reluctantly released Wang Qing'er. She was still a little dazed from the kisses, her cheeks flushed, and she leaned softly against Mu Nan's chest.

Mu Nan then picked her up and lay her down, then tidied up the things on the bed and stuffed them under her pillow.

"Go to sleep, don't think too much!" Mu Nan hugged her and gently coaxed her after lying down.

"Mmm!" Wang Qing'er snuggled into his arms, found a comfortable sleeping position, and then closed her eyes contentedly.

She wasn't the type to dwell on things, and after being coaxed by Mu Nan, she put the matter out of her mind.

The mountain is bought, so be it. The money is gone, but we can always find a way to earn it back. There are still eight he shou wu (Polygonum multiflorum) roots left to sell.

We dug up eighteen trees that were over a hundred years old that time, but only sold ten. There are still eight left! If we need money, we can just sell a few to other customers.

Later, Mu Xiao also dug up a few He Shou Wu roots, which, although only a few decades old, should be able to sell for some money.

Furthermore, Mu Xiao also brought back a lot of vines for his older brother to propagate. He had heard that most of the He Shou Wu cuttings his older brother had propagated in the mountains had survived, so he brought the vines back.

I've propagated over thirty vine cuttings, and they seem likely to survive so far.

If Polygonum multiflorum can grow there, the money spent on buying the mountain can be earned back by selling the Polygonum multiflorum. However, that will have to wait for ten or several decades, since Polygonum multiflorum becomes more valuable with age.

After a good night's sleep, Wang Qing'er was still thinking about the vast expanse of peach blossoms, so she woke up just as dawn was breaking.

The peach blossoms have a short blooming period, and with such a large area, the four of them definitely couldn't pick them all; they could only try to pick as many as possible.

Fortunately, the Zhou family helped with the extraction of hydrosols, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to keep up.

Yesterday, Zhou brought out two large stoves from somewhere, and now three buckets are steaming the flowers together.

I don't know how the Mu family got so many pots and distillation tanks.

She currently uses six pots and three buckets to steam flowers, and there are a few more pots in the storeroom, though they are somewhat small.

Seeing that the man beside her was still asleep, Wang Qing'er carefully tried to remove the large hand wrapped around her waist, but instead of removing it, the hand hugged her even tighter.

"Why are you awake so early?" The man's deep, husky voice breathed warmly into her ear.

Wang Qing'er felt an itch on her neck, so she moved further in. "I'll wake up naturally when I've had enough sleep!"

"Sweetie, sleep a little longer!" Mu Nan saw his wife move a little further inside, so he stretched out his arm and pulled her closer to him.

"I've had enough sleep, but I can't fall asleep." Actually, she just wanted to pick peach blossoms, since the flowering season is short and you have to wait another year after that.

"The morning dew is heavy, so even if you can't sleep, you can't go pick peach blossoms!" Mu Nan knew that she woke up so early because she was thinking about picking peach blossoms, but she was pregnant and couldn't touch cold water for the next few days.

"Uh! Brother Mu Nan, I really can't sleep." If you won't let her pick flowers, then go transplant those vegetables, fruits, and chili seedlings.

There are so many things to do. If I'm awake, isn't it a waste of time to stay in bed?

The sun hasn't been too strong these past few days, so if you transplant them and water them a bit, they should all survive.

So she said, "Brother Mu Nan, I won't pick the flowers. Let's transplant all the seedlings together! I see the watermelon seedlings and chili seedlings are quite big."

Mu Nan, "You really can't sleep?"

She said with absolute certainty, "Yes, really." But in her heart she was thinking, "If it's not real, is it cooked?"

"Then let's get up and plant the seedlings. Anyway, the land has already been prepared and manure has been applied, so we can transplant them directly today."

The two of them quietly got up, dressed, and washed up before starting their work.

Mu Nan dug the pit, and Wang Qing'er pulled up the seedlings. She pulled up the larger chili seedlings first, while the smaller ones could be allowed to grow a little longer before transplanting.

The first batch she bought was over ten kilograms of dried chili peppers. She peeled out all the seeds and scattered them on the ground, but she felt it wasn't enough and needed to sow some more seeds.

The amount of chili peppers used is quite large; fresh chili peppers can be used to stir-fry anything.

It can also be made into chopped chili peppers, pickled chili peppers, chili sauce, or dried and then ground into chili powder.

These can be preserved for a long time and can be enjoyed until fresh chili peppers are available the following year.

It's not available outside right now, at least not in Wuyang County. She needs to seize this opportunity and make a quick buck.

Over time, the seeds will definitely spread, and she doesn't intend to keep these vegetables in her hands forever, especially since she can't hold onto them anyway.

For example, she plans to cultivate potatoes and then ask the villagers if they are willing to grow them.

When I drove through the village that day, I found that most of the houses were still thatched huts, so it seemed that there were still many poor people.

There may still be families who are struggling to fill their stomachs; those potatoes should be able to help them.