A peasant girl travels through time with a hospital, rising to become an empress.

Of course, he didn't tell Liu Xiong and the others about this idea; he just nodded in agreement with what they said.

"The money from selling Ganoderma lucidum can cover the cost of the new house, but we still need to find ways to make money. My mother is a better cook than me, so I'll research new dishes and see if I can make some money."

Liu Xiong nodded. He knew his younger sister well; she had loved cooking since she was little, and her culinary skills were quite good. He was pleased that Qianqian had this idea. As long as she was willing to use her brain and put in the effort, and didn't just sit around and do nothing, life wouldn't be too bad.

Tuantuan and Tiedan couldn't understand the adults' methods for making money. At that moment, they kept swallowing as they looked at the food on the table.

Tie Dan, in particular, hadn't had any meat in a long time, and the aroma of the meat almost made him faint.

Like Tie Dan, Liu Xiong and Huang Zhenzhu hadn't eaten meat in a long time, and during their trip back to Huangjia Village for the funeral, they hadn't been eating well at all.

In Huang Zhenzhu's family, only her eldest brother and nephew were willing to work and contribute to the fields. Her younger brothers were all lazy and unwilling to work, complaining about the heat in summer and the cold in winter. Despite having several able-bodied men in the family, they couldn't save much money. However, they still had some savings and lived a decent life, at least better than Huang Zhenzhu's family.

Seeing that the two little ones were hungry, Liu Yan quickly said, "Come on, let's eat quickly."

Liu Xiong and Zhenzhu both picked up their chopsticks. First, they tasted the braised pork, which was sweet, tender, and soft. Paired with a big mouthful of rice, they swallowed it and felt so satisfied they wanted to cry. The pickled fish was sour, spicy, and refreshing, appetizing and perfect with rice. The best dish was the bright red, steaming dish called Mao Xue Wang. One bite, and it was spicy, fresh, and fragrant, with a rich and flavorful sauce. The spicier it was, the more they wanted to eat, making it irresistible.

Huang Zhenzhu never expected that intestines and stomach, which she would never normally eat, could be prepared this way, without any fishy smell at all.

Liu Xiongben wanted to try each dish and give some suggestions, but with delicious food in front of him, he was too busy eating, especially enjoying the spicy blood curd, which warmed him up.

He had never eaten at a restaurant, but when he worked for wealthy families in the county, he had eaten leftovers from rich men, which were nothing compared to the dishes Liu Yan and Qianqian made.

Liu Xiong ate two bowls of rice. He hadn't eaten so much in a long time. He was so full that he had trouble breathing. He rubbed his stomach with one hand and gave Liu Yan and Nie Qianqian a thumbs up with the other. "This tastes so much better than what the rich man eats at home. Uncle may not be very knowledgeable, but he thinks he can make money!"

Seeing the two men eating with relish and hearing Liu Xiong's praise, Liu Yan and Nie Qianqian felt even more confident about making money through cooking.

Liu Yan thought to herself: Qianqian's idea of ​​opening a restaurant is not very realistic, but it is possible for her to work as a chef in a restaurant and earn some money.

Like Liu Xiong, she was a hard-working person. Since Qianqian and Gu Xiao both had their own businesses, she also had to find a way to earn more money for the family.

Watching Tuantuan and Tiedan playfully poking each other's bellies after finishing their meal, Nie Qianqian suddenly had a good idea. "Uncle and Aunt, Tuantuan is over 3 years old now. We'll have Gu Xiao teach him to read and recognize characters every night. Why don't we bring Tiedan over tonight so they can learn together?"

Both of them knew that Qianqian's disabled husband was quite literate, working as a copyist at the county library. Hearing Qianqian's suggestion, they were both excited.

Huang Zhenzhu grabbed Qianqian's hand. "Really, Qianqian? Can Tiedan really learn to read with Tuantuan?"

Nie Qianqian had just noticed the sadness in Huang Zhenzhu's eyes when Liu Xiong mentioned sending Tuantuan to school. This matter was a win-win situation, as it could both find a study partner for Tuantuan and fulfill her uncle and aunt's wishes.

"Of course, the two of them are not much different in age, so they can keep each other company."

Liu Xiong sighed, "The thing my uncle regrets most in his life is that he can't read. I don't expect Tiedan to achieve anything great in his studies, I just hope he can read and not be illiterate."

After the matter was settled, Huang Zhenzhu's attitude towards Liu Yan and Nie Qianqian became much more amiable, appearing much warmer than when she first arrived.

Liu Xiong was an impatient man. The weather was getting colder every day, and the house construction couldn't wait. After dinner, he pulled Nie Qianqian aside to discuss the house.

Nie Qianqian drew a rough sketch of the house according to her own ideas. It included a main hall, a main house, east and west wing rooms, and front and back courtyards. Each bedroom had underfloor heating so it would be warm in winter. Liu Yan loved to cook, so the kitchen was more than twice the original size. Several storage rooms were added to the backyard, each with its own cellar for convenient storage.

After reviewing the sketches, Liu Xiong thought to himself that if Qianqian's house were built, it would be one of the best houses in the village.

Liu Xiong: "I'll get the people ready tomorrow. The autumn harvest is basically over now, and many men in the village are free, so manpower isn't a problem. I'll go to the village head; he knows some merchants in the county who offer fair prices. Several families bought their materials from there before. What do you think?"

Nie Qianqian always believed that professional matters should be left to professionals. "Uncle, you know this stuff, so you can decide. Also, Uncle, you've been helping me with the house construction, so you can't go to work in the county for a while. Even brothers have to keep clear accounts. Here's the money for you to supervise the construction. Take it first." As she spoke, she took out a money bag and handed it to Liu Xiong.

Even the best of family relationships need to be accounted for properly. Liu Xiong's help is out of kindness between relatives, but if she has the means but doesn't give money, then she is taking advantage of the relationship, and even the deepest friendship will gradually fade.

Liu Xiong waved his hands repeatedly, "Why would I need money to build a house for my own sister? Qianqian, I can't accept this money."

Nie Qianqian sighed, her face contorted with grief. "Uncle, if that's the case, I'll find someone else to arrange the house construction. But neither my daughter nor I know anything about the ins and outs, so we're bound to get ripped off."

Liu Xiong could tell that his niece was subtly manipulating his words. She was using a strategy of retreat to advance, leaving Liu Xiong no choice but to intervene and take control. He couldn't help but admire how well his niece was handling things.

Nie Qianqian said firmly, "Uncle and Aunt, you should keep the money."

As he spoke, he handed the money to Huang Zhenzhu. Huang Zhenzhu stepped forward and took the money bag. Once in her hand, she immediately weighed it and realized that it contained about two taels of silver.

Her husband hadn't gone to work for more than half a month and could only build a house for Liu Yan's family. She thought it was only right to give him some compensation, but two taels of silver was too much for her to handle.

Huang Zhenzhu hesitated for a moment, "This...this is a bit too much, isn't it?"

Nie Qianqian: "Not much, not much. There's a lot to supervise when building a house. Uncle, once you've found the workers, the wages will be paid according to the number of days each worker works. I'll put the money with my mother in advance."

After discussing building the house, Qianqian washed some fruit, and the four of them and their two children chatted about everyday things at home.

As Huang Zhenzhu ate the juicy peaches, the refreshing and sweet taste warmed her heart, and she thought to herself, "This is what life is all about!"

She used to think that Liu Yan's life was full of hardships and that her marriage was bad, so her life was over. But now Liu Yan was living a life that she never dared to dream of. Thinking of this, she felt a little sour.

As it was getting late, Liu Yan wanted the two of them to stay for dinner, but Liu Xiong refused to stay any longer, making excuses that he had something to do at home.

Before leaving, Nie Qianqian took out a lot of white rice, white flour, meat, eggs, milk and other things from the kitchen and insisted on giving them to the two of them to take with them.

She had plenty of these things in her storage space, so she didn't feel bad about giving them away.

Liu Xiong and Huang Zhenzhu carried their bags and packages as they walked home. Looking back at the old house with its dim yellow lights, they were somewhat bewildered.

They came intending to help the mother and daughter, but as they left, they felt like they were the ones being helped.