The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

At this moment, in Song Feng's home, the whole family was gathered in the warm main room, making sticky rice cakes.

"Brother Feng, could you deliver a basketful to Uncle Village Chief, my mother, Uncle Zhou, Uncle Wang, Aunt Liu, Uncle Song, and Aunt Zhang later? And deliver another basketful to my grandmother tomorrow."

Song Feng nodded. These past few days, they've all sent over sticky rice cakes from their own family. They made them themselves, so they should give a return gift.

"Mom, you guys wrap these first, I'll go cook some more green beans, we don't have enough red bean paste."

When it's cold, the outside is like a giant freezer. Once you've finished making sticky rice cakes, just put them outside, and they'll freeze solid in no time.

"Mom, after we finish making steamed buns and all the work, let's make dumplings and steamed buns. Make a lot and store them, they won't spoil anyway."

"Okay, how long will it take before we can eat the sausages hanging on the roof?"

"About ten days. Tomorrow, I'll have Brother Shun bring back half a piece of meat. We'll make cured pork, dumplings, and steamed buns."

"Bring back the offal from the pig's sludge; it's delicious."

"Okay, if you have any, bring some back. We'll braise a big pot of it and send some to my dad and grandpa too. We'll also send a pot of wine over. It's a great accompaniment to alcohol. Brother Feng, would you like a jar of wine?" On such a cold day, it's good to drink some wine to warm up.

"Okay, I'll buy one too, and bring one for Uncle Village Chief as well."

Fang Xiaoning glanced at Song Feng and felt that Song Feng's attitude towards him seemed different after the village chief's last visit; they seemed to be closer.

"it is good!"

"Brother Feng, have you ever tried the braised meat from our town? How does it taste?"

"No, all the meat I eat is made by you. I think your cooking is the best."

Song An and Su Shi, who were standing to the side, nodded in agreement. The best meat they had ever eaten was made by their daughter-in-law (sister-in-law). No braised meat outside could compare to hers.

Her father must have eaten it, but she has to try it herself to know.

"Tomorrow I'll ask Brother Shunzi to bring back some more braised meat and braised pig's trotters from outside. Just the smallest size is fine; I want to taste them and compare them."

"to make."

Song Shunzi brought back some braised meat. She took a bite and thought, "Hmm, it's alright. It doesn't have as many seasonings as in later generations, so it might not be as fragrant, but the taste is indeed very good."

The braised meat business won't work.

She's not feeling well right now, so she should cut back on business and stick to what she has for now.

"Mom, let's eat piglets under the covers tonight."

"What? A pig covered with a blanket? You can eat it?"

"can!"

Song An looked at his sister-in-law with curiosity, his eyes shining. He felt that his sister-in-law was a treasure, giving the whole family a surprise from time to time.

A month later.

Song Shunzi was practically floating on air today, carrying a huge sum of money. Fengzi had paid him his wages today—650 wen for 26 days of work, in the form of loose silver and 150 copper coins.

He'd never touched so much money in his life, and it was all his own money. A month of hard work had paid off. His heart was burning with excitement; no wonder Fengzi's family was so energetic every day.

"Mother, look!" She took out the silver from her bosom and placed it on the table.

"Payouts are here!"

Others also gathered around, asking, "Is this silver?"

"Yes, it's silver!"

"Big brother (father) is really amazing!"

"That's what silver nuggets look like!" They're not very pretty either.

Song Shunzi straightened his back again and again. This family could be supported by his job.

Shunzi, rise up!

“Your father and I have discussed it. It’s so cold, and you’ve had a hard time. From now on, you’ll give me 500 coins of your monthly wages, and you can keep the rest.”

"Mother!" Song Shunzi exclaimed anxiously. The family hadn't separated yet, how could they keep secret savings?

“It’s settled then. When your brother gets married, it will be the same. Of the money he earns, he will get 40%, and he can keep 10% of it.”

The old man said they couldn't take all the money the eldest son earned, since he also had children and they couldn't let him support them all. It would be too unfair if they divided the family property later.

Over time, the two younger children will become dependent and take it for granted, which will make the eldest son's wife uncomfortable, and the family might even fall into chaos. In the future, if they really earn more, the eldest son's family should give them more.

Shunzi turned around and handed the copper coin his mother had given him to his wife. Their little family finally had their own private savings.

Shunzi's wife carefully hid the money in a small box, unable to hide her excitement. 150 coins a month! Mother is so generous. If this job could be done year-round, the income would be really good, and it's easy too.

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"Honey, you've been in a good mood lately? Is your schoolwork going well?" Could it be that you're really sure you'll pass the exam?

"Well, it's not bad."