Falling into the mortal world

At noon, Lan Qingqing cooked rice, stir-fried mapo tofu, and a pot of pork stew with vermicelli.

Lan Xiaoya looked at the pork stew with vermicelli on the table, her mouth watering. It looked so delicious.

Lan Qingqing cooked another vegetable soup. Once everything was ready, they prepared to eat. At the table, seeing that the dishes were almost gone, Ah Er quickly picked up some food to eat. It was so delicious that everyone at the table ate until their bellies were round.

They had never eaten such delicious food before. Her family ate white rice every day, and they would share any leftover tofu they had at night with them to take home—something they had never experienced before. Working here was quite good. At least their family could eat delicious tofu every few days.

Lan Xiaoya was so full she could barely move. Sister, these rice noodles are so delicious!

"That's right! Sis, you know so much!" Lan Xiaotian exclaimed.

Your sister has been smart since she was little. She always learns things quickly. When she was two or three years old, she passed by a school and heard the teacher read the Three Character Classic once. Your sister could recite it backwards right away. If your sister were a boy, she would definitely have become the top scholar in the imperial examination. Mother Lan praised Lan Qingqing with a proud look on her face.

Lan Qingqing felt a little guilty, because she actually had the advantage of being a time traveler.

After the family finished eating, they went about their own business. The shop is now operating normally, requiring only one person to look after it.

The others then arranged for making tofu, peeling sweet potatoes, and making sweet potato noodles.

Lan Qingqing has been observing these people for the past two days. Actually, they are not that bad; they are just forced into this situation by life.

Lan Qingqing has been going up the mountain to pick mushrooms every day for the past few days, and Lan Xiaotian's injuries have almost healed. Feng Caidie can also walk without crutches now.

A horse-drawn carriage arrived in the village that day, and the villagers all looked at the unfamiliar carriage with curiosity. When they saw that the person was going to Lan Qingqing's house, they followed along to see what was going on.

Yuan Yang arrived at the end of the village and saw many people building houses. He got out of the car and asked, "Excuse me, is this Lan Qingqing's house?" Lan Xiaotian, seeing him, asked curiously, "Lan Qingqing is my older sister. May I ask who you are?"

Oh, my name is Yuan Yang. I made an appointment with Miss Lan a few days ago to buy some local products.

Lan Xiaotian immediately recognized him as the merchant his sister had mentioned a couple of days ago, and led him home.

When Lan Qingqing saw the newcomer, she politely stepped forward to greet him. A crowd of villagers had gathered at the entrance of the Lan family compound, all curious about who this handsome young man was in the Lan family.

Lan Qingqing said: I have 300 catties of Sichuan peppercorns, 400 catties of mushrooms, and 100 catties of wood ear fungus. How much do you want?

"I'll take them all," Yuan Yang said.

"Check the quality," Lan Qingqing said, opening the bag in the thatched shed in the courtyard. Yuan Yang glanced at it; there seemed to be nothing wrong. The people outside the courtyard had only seen Lan Qingqing open the bag, without being able to see what was inside.

Yuan Yang had his servant load the goods onto the carriage. Yuan Yang calculated that Sichuan peppercorns cost five qian per jin, so three hundred jin would be 150 liang.

Mushrooms weigh 3 liang (approximately 150 grams) per jin (approximately 500 grams), so 400 jin (approximately 200 kilograms) would be 1200 liang (approximately 600 grams). Wood ear mushrooms weigh 5 liang (approximately 250 grams) per jin (approximately 250 grams), so 100 jin (approximate

The total was 1,850 taels. Yuan Yang directly took out 1,850 taels of silver notes, ten of 100 taels and one of 50 taels. People outside were also craning their necks to look, but because the Lan family blocked their view, they couldn't see how much money Yuan Yang gave.

What do you think the Lan family sells? They have packages on the left and packages on the right.

Who knows?

The villagers outside were talking about it.

Yuan Yang looked at the vermicelli hanging next to the thatched shed and asked curiously: What is this?

Lan Qingqing glanced at the direction Yuan Yang was looking and said, "These are vermicelli. They can be used in dishes, soups, and more."

Yuan Yang became interested after Lan Qingqing mentioned it. How much does this cost?

Lan Qingqing hadn't decided on the price yet. She thought about it and realized that sweet potatoes cost one coin per pound, and ten pounds of sweet potatoes could only yield two or three pounds of starch, which meant the cost was five coins per pound, not including labor costs.

After thinking for a moment, Lan Qingqing decided to set the price at one qian of silver per jin.

When Yuan Yang heard that it was one qian of silver per jin, he really didn't think it was expensive. After all, for such novel food that people had never seen before, wealthy customers were still willing to pay for it.

Out of blind trust in Lan Qingqing, Yuan Yang directly bought all the fans in Lan Qingqing's possession. Lan Qingqing weighed the fans, which totaled 213 jin.

That's twenty-one taels and three mace of silver. Yuan Yang paid twenty-one taels and three mace of silver, then had Xiao Si put the vermicelli on the carriage. "I'm setting off back now. From now on, I'll have Xiao Si come and pick up the goods every month," Yuan Yang said, clasping his hands in a fist salute.

"Alright, then congratulations to Boss Yuan on your success," Lan Qingqing said politely.

Yuan accepted the young lady's auspicious words, and after saying this, Yuan Yang got into his carriage and left.

Some villagers asked Lan's mother curiously, "Auntie, what are you selling?"

"They're carrying these bags out one by one," one of the women said.

Lan's mother said: "It's really just some practical information. Just to make a little money."

"What are those long things hanging outside your door? I saw someone bought them all," another woman said.

"It's some food my daughter makes, called vermicelli," Lan's mother explained. After all, even if she didn't say it, everyone would find out sooner or later.

"What are these fans made of? And how can they be sold?" the woman asked curiously.

"Sister-in-law, I'm so sorry, this is a dish that Qingqing invented. I don't know how it's made," said Mother Lan. She didn't want someone else to learn how to make it.

During this period, Mr. Lan has been reinforcing the fence and wall of his house, and has also cut some bamboo and buried it around the perimeter of the fence so that it would be difficult for people standing outside to see inside.

If the villagers hadn't seen Yuan Yang buying and selling vermicelli, no one would have known the Lan family had vermicelli. People are always very curious about the unknown.

Everyone craned their necks to look inside the courtyard. After Yuan Yang's carriage left, Madam Lan closed the courtyard gate, thus blocking everyone's view from the outside.

"What's so great about it? All you do is cook a few dishes. Who cares?" an old woman said sourly.

"You don't care? You were practically staring into their yard just now!" another older woman teased.

"I was just curious to take a look. Pshaw, are you really curious?" the old woman said with dissatisfaction.

Hearing the women outside gossiping, Madam Lan felt helpless. How could she let them steal her family's business secrets? So she quickly closed the door.

After closing the door, the family went inside to count the money. Lan Qingqing took out the silver notes and the silver coins, and counted them. The total was 1,871 taels and 3 mace. They had earned so much in such a short time. Lan's parents could hardly believe their eyes. Their family had actually earned so much money.

Lan Qingqing handed the silver notes to her mother, who hesitated to accept them, as she had never seen so much money in her entire life.

Mother Lan said, "You should keep this money! I've never seen so much money in my entire life. I'm scared to hold this money in my hands."

Lan Qingqing took out one hundred taels and handed it over, saying, "Mother, please keep this one hundred taels. If I run out of money in the future, your money will be our family's lifeline." Hearing this, and remembering Lan Qingqing's extravagant spending habits, Lan's mother put the one hundred taels away.