I traveled back to ancient times, but I was able to lie down and relax.

Afterwards, Liu Nanjia pulled Fang the carpenter along and asked Song Chen in detail about his experience using the crutches these past few days, whether there was any discomfort or anything that needed to be changed.

Since we're now relying on this for business, it's best to make it as perfect as possible.

This was Fang Mujiang's first time experiencing interviewing users, and he found it very novel. He kept asking Song Chen all sorts of questions, almost annoying him.

However, after the carpenter Fang agreed to give him another armpit crutches to make a pair, he showed no impatience at all.

In the past few days, he has also realized that it is less strenuous to have both hands for support.

Aside from that unpleasant incident in the morning, the whole day was filled with happy moments.

The clinic gained new income and helped patients. Carpenter Fang was authorized to sell two new products: egg racks and armpit crutches. Liu Nanjia and his colleagues gained a new source of income—passive income—simply by talking to each other!

Song Chen also got new crutches, and now he can walk on his own without anyone's help.

Everyone was overjoyed.

While some people are happy, others are not.

Back at the Liu family's old residence, Madam Fang was gritting her teeth in anger. She had originally intended to take the leftover vegetables from home to Liu Nanjia to exchange for a few copper coins to save some private money, but instead, she was ridiculed by so many women.

There was a lot of gossip about her in the village, saying that she still wanted to harm her nephews and nieces after the family division, and how miserable the second branch of the Liu family must have been before the division.

These words even reached Grandpa Liu's ears. Grandpa Liu, who valued his reputation the most, was naturally furious and gave Fang a severe scolding.

Moreover, with Liu Nanjia and the others gone, there was no one left to do the housework, so it's impossible to push it all onto Liu Yan.

Fang is now naturally doing much more work than before. She often does the cooking, and the men complain that it doesn't taste good.

In short, she was not having a comfortable life and hated Liu Nanjia and the others with a passion.

Liu Nanjia is quite free right now.

For the first two weeks after she arrived, she frequently went up the mountain because she still harbored the dream that she might also have a golden touch, such as picking Ganoderma lucidum or ginseng on the mountain and becoming rich overnight.

After running for more than ten days, her dream shattered, and she accepted that she was still just an ordinary person.

Without being able to find rare medicinal herbs, going up the mountain to collect herbs is not a very cost-effective way to make money. Usually, after spending most of the day, she can only earn a few coins, so she gradually stopped going.

As for the vegetable selling business, you only need to go once every three days, which doesn't take much time. What can you do with the rest of the time?

Actually, Liu Nanjia had been thinking about this problem for the past two days, but hadn't come up with any clues.

This collaboration with carpenter Fang inspired her.

Yes, although she doesn't have any advanced skills, such as medicine, her more than 20 years of living in the modern world were not wasted. The furniture, clothing styles, and food varieties in the modern world are far more diverse than they are now.

She used to be used to those things and didn't think much of them, but if you just take one out and put it here, wouldn't it be something very novel?

So she excitedly ran to Liu Yanxi's room, took a few sheets of paper, but not a pen, because she really couldn't get used to using a calligraphy brush and preferred to use the hard charcoal pencil she made herself.

Liu Yanxi and Song Chen were in the study at the moment, one copying books and the other practicing calligraphy.

Seeing her run in and out like the wind, everyone was somewhat puzzled.

"Perhaps my sister has come up with another idea."

Liu Yanxi now trusts his younger sister completely. If it weren't for her, they would still be starving and being scolded at the Liu family's old house.

Song Chen thought of the armpit crutches she had made for him and nodded. This Miss Liu really didn't seem like someone who could grow up in a small mountain village.

At this moment, Liu Nanjia had no idea what her brother and Song Chen were thinking; she was busy drawing.

When she was working, besides going to work, she loved to shop, which was also a way to relieve work pressure.

Her favorite items to buy are clothes, jewelry, and beautiful furniture and household goods. After all, her dream was to create a comfortable little home for herself and stay at home.

Fortunately, I had some interest in drawing before, although my skill level was...

Sigh, let's not talk about it. She can't draw very beautiful pictures or very realistic portraits, but she can probably draw clothing patterns and furniture sketches.

After spending a lot of time, Liu Nanjia finally finished drawing a few pictures. She treasured them and put them away, planning to try them out next time she went to town.

However, while her ideals were lofty, reality slapped her in the face.

After selling vegetables that day, she took her younger sister to the clinic to have Song Chen and Doctor Bai take a look at her for a while. She was quite familiar with the two of them now; they were both very reliable people.

Moreover, today is also the day for Liu Sirou's follow-up visit, to take her pulse again and decide whether the prescription needs to be changed.

Then, she took Liu Yanxi to restaurants, clothing stores, and other places in town.

Bringing my brother along wasn't because I was expecting anything from him, since he wasn't as good at talking as I was.

The main reason is that having someone with me gives me courage.

As a result, when they entered a restaurant and explained their purpose to the waiter, the waiter immediately turned hostile and kicked them out.

"Dressed in rags, and you claim to have some secret recipe? Our restaurant's chefs are all hired at high prices from big cities, they know all the recipes, but you, a country girl, do? Hurry up, let's go!"

She went to several shops, and the shop assistants were sometimes nice and sometimes not, but none of them were willing to buy her prescription.

Moreover, she took the opportunity to observe the restaurant as she went in. The menu was quite extensive, and the chef was indeed highly skilled, far superior to her own.

The reason her cooking was so popular at home was simply because the village was so poor that the villagers had never eaten anything good.

Selling recipes was not an option, so Liu Nanjia went to a clothing store instead.

This time, I did meet the shopkeeper, and he also brought out the blueprints.

The shopkeeper looked at it for a long time, then frowned deeply: "Young lady, if you really had a nice style, I could buy it. But this dress of yours is too strange."

Liu Nanjia looked at the picture the shopkeeper was holding. It was a women's dress that she had modified based on modern popular styles. It had long sleeves, a V-neck, and a design with slightly puffed sleeves on the shoulders. The cuffs were fitted for easy movement, and it had a waist belt. It was also long enough that it didn't reveal any skin. What was strange about it?

But the shopkeeper disagreed, saying that these were strange clothes and no one would buy them.

Liu Nanjia had no choice but to give up and left dejectedly.

Liu Yanxi followed along, but he couldn't say a word; he didn't know how to do business.

All I could do was offer a dry, empty consolation: "Little sister, it's alright. We can earn money by selling vegetables now, and I can also copy books. That's enough for us to live on."

Indeed, their current income is about the same as that of ordinary families in the village. If they are frugal, they can certainly survive.

However, the prerequisite is that you cannot eat meat frequently, and you cannot eat rice or wheat flour.

This quality of life is too poor; Liu Nanjia doesn't want to accept it.