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

Liu Nanjia thought for a moment and then gave her another suggestion: "Aunt Wang, the reason you are harvesting so few vegetables now is mainly because the villagers are selling what they grow in their own yards. They only sell the surplus, so there are definitely not many."

“If you want to develop this into a long-term business, why don’t you grow more vegetables yourself? And ask the people you know to grow more vegetables too, then your vegetable supply will be stable. Even if Feng Mazi and the others also buy vegetables, you can still sell enough by relying on your own produce and the vegetables from the families you know.”

Liu Nanjia didn't intend to make selling vegetables a proper business from the beginning. The profit was too small, and her family was small with three children, so it wasn't suitable for them to grow their own vegetables.

But Aunt Wang and her family are different. They make a living by growing crops, so growing more vegetables wouldn't be a big problem for them.

"Oh right, how come I didn't think of that?" Aunt Wang suddenly realized.

"But the yard is only so big, we can't plant too many things, can we?"

“Just reclaim wasteland. Growing vegetables isn’t like growing crops; it doesn’t require very good land. If you’re willing to put in the effort to reclaim wasteland, I’m sure Uncle Village Head will support you.”

Aunt Wang thought Liu Nanjia's words made sense, so she rushed back to discuss it with her husband and also needed to see the village head.

Liu Nanjia stopped her again, "Aunt Wang, besides growing your own vegetables, you can also raise chickens yourself. Feeding a few chickens doesn't take much more effort than feeding a whole flock."

"Besides, I need eggs, and I also need to buy chickens every day. Otherwise, Aunt Wang, why don't you help me raise chickens? I'd feel more at ease buying from you."

Now she has to buy ten chickens from that vendor every day. Sometimes the vendor leaves early, and she has to beg him and pay him extra before he'll wait until she sells all the fried chickens before picking them up. Then she has to transport them back to the village, which is very inconvenient.

If that's the case, why not produce and sell our own products?

She didn't have the energy to raise it herself, so entrusting it to Aunt Wang was a very good choice, and it could also be considered as repaying the kindness she had shown them in the past.

Aunt Wang was indeed persuaded by her, but this was quite a big deal, so she said she would come back after discussing it at home.

Sure enough, before the second day even arrived, when Liu Nanjia returned after selling the fried chicken, she found Aunt Wang already waiting for her in the yard.

"Nan Jia, I've told my husband that we're going to raise chickens. We'll go to town to buy some tomorrow."

Liu Nanjia thought they would agree and said happily, "That would be great. Getting chickens from you will save me a lot of trouble in the future."

Then she directly explained that the chicken she wanted was an immature chick with tender meat, and as she spoke, she picked up the one she had just bought that day to show her.

After finishing their business, Liu Nanjia was still curious about the morning's vegetable-selling situation and asked, "Aunt Wang, did you run into Feng Mazi this morning? Where did they sell their vegetables?"

Speaking of this, Aunt Wang looked puzzled: "No, I was wondering too. I didn't see them at the market this morning, and I don't know where they went to sell them."

"Forget about them. As long as you grow your own vegetables, you won't have to worry about them stealing your business."

Liu Nanjia didn't care. She didn't want to meddle in other people's business. As long as they didn't bother her, she would just leave them alone.

However, even without asking, she still found out about Feng Mazi and his group's vegetable selling business.

Because Fang has been too flamboyant these past two days. It turns out that Feng Mazi has an acquaintance who works at a restaurant in town and seems to have some connection with the manager in charge of purchasing.

Fang somehow got hold of this information and persuaded Feng Mazi to have that person buy vegetables from them, which led to the scene where the two of them bought vegetables and then sold them to the restaurant at a high price.

Fang has been extremely proud these past few days, boasting about how capable she is and how easily she makes money, unlike Aunt Wang and Liu Nanjia who used to have to work hard selling a pound or two at the market.

In short, their words were full of mockery and ridicule, implying that they only knew how to earn a meager living.

Liu Nanjia wasn't affected much. She had heard even harsher things from the Liu family before. It was just a matter of verbal sparring, nothing to worry about.

It's a bit strange. Even if those restaurants don't have their own supply channels, they usually buy from farmers at low prices because they need large quantities. How can they give them a higher price than at the market?

They've probably done something to line their own pockets.

Moreover, the restaurant needs a lot of food every day. They had been going there every three days before, partly to keep in sync with Song Chen's treatment schedule, so they could take care of two things at once.

Another reason is that the village's production capacity is limited. All the land is used to grow crops, so who would grow vegetables that nobody wanted before? The amount grown in the yard, plus what they eat themselves, is basically enough for them to sell once every three days.

Forget it, why is she worrying so much? It's none of her business.

With that thought in mind, Liu Nanjia continued to busy herself with her fried chicken business.

However, she didn't want to go looking for trouble, but trouble came looking for her.

That day, Liu Nanjia and Liu Yanxi returned from selling fried chicken, only to find that the atmosphere at home was a bit strange.

Normally, whenever she hears them coming home, Liu Sirou will rush out immediately, because Liu Nanjia feels that the little girl has never had a good life since birth, and he will always bring some food and pastries back for her.

Moreover, Liu Sirou is very considerate. She understands that her older brother and sister work hard in their business, and she always helps them tidy up and prepare dinner as soon as they return.

But today, it is quiet.

"Sirou, we're back, Sirou?"

After she called out a few times, her younger sister finally came out of the house, her eyes red and swollen, clearly having been crying.

"Little sister, what's wrong? Why are you crying? Where's Song Chen?"

Liu Nanjia quickly asked, her tone still somewhat angry when she mentioned Song Chen, "It's just the two of them at home, could it be that Song Chen did something?"

At this moment, Song Chen also came out on crutches, looking pale and unwell, almost like when she had just been picked up by her.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but then didn't.

"Nan Jia, Yan Xi, is that you back?" A familiar voice rang out again; it was Aunt Wang's.

Liu Nanjia turned around and saw Aunt Wang walk in with an angry look on her face.

"You're finally back! Something happened today! Sigh, that Fang woman is a real scoundrel. I used to think she was just petty and greedy, but I never imagined she could be so vicious!"

Liu Nanjia instinctively felt that what Fang was doing was related to her younger sister. "What has she done now?! Sirou, has she come to the house?"

Seeing that Liu Sirou was about to cry again, he quickly pulled her into his arms to comfort her.

Aunt Wang sighed, then said indignantly, "Sigh, it wasn't just that she came; she almost took Sirou away and sold her to human traffickers!"