Reborn as a devoted sister-in-law, she leads the entire village to prosperity.

"Go wash your hands and invite your grandma and the others over for dumplings."

"Okay, I'll go call them right now." Yu Banxia happily ran to wash her hands, and then went to the old house to call Wu Shi and the others to come and eat dumplings.

My uncle went to town early in the morning in my sixth grandfather's oxcart to have a counter made for her.

"Grandma, invite Uncle over for dumplings tonight, or he'll complain that we're eating well and not inviting him," Yu Banxia teased Yu Hongyu while he was away.

Mrs. Wu patted the back of her hand and laughed, "He's such a grown man, yet he still manages to starve himself. Your uncle is quite shrewd."

"Then we have to save some for my uncle." Madam Wu chuckled and said, "Okay, we'll save some for him."

Upon arriving at Yu Banxia's home, Wu and the others saw the steamed cake and mung bean cake on the table and immediately asked about them.

"Is this what our workshop will be making from now on?" Wu asked, and Yu Banxia nodded.

"These pastries are so beautiful, they're sure to sell well," Mrs. Wu praised repeatedly.

Yu Banxia gave each person a piece and gestured for them to try it.

"It's delicious, sweet but not cloying, and has a refreshing feel. Girl, what did you use to make this? It's indescribably delicious."

Mrs. Wu kept praising him, and Wang Guixiang kept giving him a thumbs up.

Others were full of praise.

"Mung beans and some peppermint powder," Yu Banxia said, reciting the recipe.

"It's that simple?" Mrs. Wu couldn't believe it; it tasted so good.

Lan Qiuju pointed to the words or patterns on the mung bean cakes and asked, "How were these made?"

"Molds, but the ones I have aren't suitable to take out, and they're not enough. I'll have to ask my uncle to make some more later."

"Let him do it. Anyway, your uncle is a carpenter, and these are his specialties. It's just that he might not be so good at the patterns and words inside."

Madam Wu also carefully examined the patterns on it, and then said.

Yu Banxia smiled and said that there was no need to worry about those things; her wood-type ability could handle them.

"Then there's no problem. This stuff is really delicious," Mrs. Wu praised repeatedly.

Fan Cuilan called out, "The dumplings are cooked, you can eat them now."

Seeing that they were all being eaten by putting them in soup, Yu Banxia went over and took a plate to scoop some out.

Then I took out several bottles and jars, poured in balsamic vinegar, added chili oil, and some minced garlic.

"Try eating it with the dipping sauce."

"Sister-in-law, you can also make and sell some dumplings at the restaurant later. We don't limit ourselves to selling only dishes; we can also sell noodles and dumplings to make it convenient for passersby to eat."

"We also have pancakes, you can take them to go," Yu Banxia said to Wu Zhuxiang and the others after finishing a wonton.

Wu Zhuxiang nodded repeatedly, saying that she understood and would follow her arrangements.

After the meal, Yu Banxia and Yu Banyue took mung bean cakes and steamed cakes to the entrance of the ancestral hall. Many people saw them and followed.

"Everyone should try some. There aren't many, just two per household."

As he spoke, he and Yu Banyue began distributing the goods.

"good to eat."

"What is this? It smells so good, it's soft and fluffy, sweet but not cloying. How is it made?"

"Little Banxia, ​​are we going to sell these kinds of things from now on?"

"This will definitely sell well. How much is it per pound?"

Yu Banxia watched with a smile, raised her hand, and everyone quickly quieted down.

“We can’t sit idle until the workshop is set up. My yard is quite big. Tomorrow, I’ll have my brother-in-law build a larger kitchen specifically for making pastries.”

"When the time comes, I will first select twenty nimble-handed aunties and sisters-in-law to work."

"Once the workshop is built, everyone will have work to do. The sooner we make a profit, the sooner we can share the money. Do you all agree?"

"Of course I agree."

Then someone asked, "How much should we sell this for?"

"Five coins? That's so expensive, I'm afraid not many people will buy it..." Seeing Yu Banxia hold up five fingers, everyone became worried.

Yu Banxia laughed: "Wrong, it's five coins for a steamed cake, and ten coins for eight mung bean cakes."

"So expensive?"

"A pound of fatty meat only costs seven coins. Is it really possible to sell it at such a high price?"

"Yeah, this is way too expensive. I definitely won't buy it. How about we make it cheaper?"

"Yes, it's too expensive. If no one buys it, how will we make money?"

"Don't be so anxious," Yu Baishun said, unable to bear the noise any longer.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Yu Banxia began to analyze what ingredients were used in the cake and how much time it would take to make it.

Later, we also need to buy oil paper packaging, etc., and labor costs, all of which need to be included.

Besides, if the poor can't afford it, then sell it to the rich.

Yunshan Town has many local gentry and wealthy people, and most of those who live in the town are not short of money.

"We can't sell much by ourselves alone. We need to open up sales channels and get people to come to us to help us sell."

"They don't need to set up shops or use manpower. They'll buy their goods from us and sell them. In the future, the products made in our workshop will be sold throughout Southern Jin. I'm going to become the number one female imperial merchant in Southern Jin. I'm not kidding."

"It's no joke to think that our Anping Village will become the richest village in the entire Southern Jin Dynasty or even the entire continent."

"Great!" The crowd's emotions were stirred up once again.

Some people hesitated and were not optimistic, after all, the pastry was too expensive, only a fool would buy it.

"There's no use in you guessing now. Just wait a few more days and the truth will become clear."

"By the way, Third Grandfather, find a few quick-witted young people to come here for training."

“If we hire young people from our own village as shop assistants in the future, will anyone complain that it’s beneath them? After all, you will all be rich in the future.”

Yu Banxia said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Everyone was amused by her humorous tone, and several people felt that their tongues were too smooth to speak.

“We want to give it a try,” one of the young men said.

"Come over the day after tomorrow, and I'll teach you how to be a young person with high emotional intelligence." Yu Banxia winked.

Everyone... ?

What is high emotional intelligence? Is it a new concept?

Yu Banxia didn't stay long and soon slipped back home.

He took the cake and mung bean cake he had left at home and went to find Uncle Zhao: "Master, I brought you some delicious food... Oh? Is there a patient?"

He ran into the house and found a young woman sitting there with an embarrassed expression, along with an old woman and a man who looked to be about thirty.

"You've come at the perfect time; I was just about to look for you."

"Does this lady need to see a doctor? But she's not sick, is she?" Yu Banxia put down her things and walked to Zhao Boxian's seat.

Uncle Zhao made way for her to sit down, but the old woman spoke first.

"Dr. Zhao, what's going on? Why did you let this young girl sit down? You haven't told me what's wrong with my wife yet. Why can't she get pregnant?"

"Why is my family so unlucky? The first wife was a hen that couldn't lay eggs, and this wife, whom we married at a high dowry, is also a hen that can't lay eggs. We've had the worst luck imaginable."

The young woman dared not utter a word, and lowered her head to weep.

Yu Banxia's expression turned ugly: "Oh, so this grandma considers herself a hen that lays eggs."

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen a hen become a spirit. I’ve learned something new.” Yu Banxia’s words made the old woman’s face change instantly.