The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

"Alright, as the young lady said, I'll give you three girls." The shopkeeper said with a pained expression, "From now on, if you need anything, you'll have to patronize the shop!"

"Absolutely, we hope the shopkeeper will patronize our food stall more often." The waiter just mentioned that the shopkeeper especially loves their cold noodles.

"Definitely, definitely! This is the food you serve!" she said, giving a thumbs up. "It's just that the weather is getting colder, and eating cold food isn't comfortable; my stomach can't handle it. I'll have to do this business with you next year."

"The shopkeeper is right. We'll just make it hot then."

"That's great! I'll definitely come here!"

"Thank you in advance, shopkeeper!"

The agreement was that the goods would be kept at their shop first, and then delivered to their new home once it was built.

The shopkeeper, having received the money, naturally did whatever they said, escorting them all the way to the door while still grinning.

"Brother Feng, let's go find a shop. It's getting cold, and we need to make hot food. We need pots, water, and firewood, but it's inconvenient to transport them by cart every day."

"Open a shop?"

"Hmm, let's open a small shop. Let's go ask how much the rent is. Aren't there any vacant shops next to our stall?"

"Do we have enough money?"

In his view, opening a shop is very expensive.

"We're renting, not buying, so it shouldn't be too expensive. Let's ask first."

Is he really going to open a shop and become a boss? For a small street vendor like him, that's quite a leap!

"Honey, what should we sell now that you're watching the shop?"

“Spicy hotpot.”

What the hell?

"Brother Feng, let's go up the mountain this afternoon. There's a treasure that should be ripe by now."

Song Feng: ...

His wife was being deliberately mysterious, not explaining anything to him clearly, which made him feel uneasy, like a cat scratching at his heart. He gave Fang Xiaoning a resentful look.

"Young lady, this shop of mine used to be a food stall. My wife and I sold noodles. Now that we're old, we don't do it anymore. If you want it, the monthly rent is 450 coins, and you can use the tables and chairs inside."

450 coins is not expensive for a shop in the center of town, but the shop is relatively out of the way and not very big, with only two tables inside.

"Okay, Mother-in-law, I'll think about it."

She felt the shop was a bit small and a bit expensive, so she decided to look for another one...

"Why are you so late today?" As soon as they entered the courtyard, Madam Su hurriedly went to greet them.

He glanced at the people watching them and said, "We sold slowly today, so it's late. Mom, is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

"Yes, yes, yes! The pot is still hot, I'll clean it up, you guys go inside and eat."

After the two helped tidy up, they went inside to eat.

After Su went inside, Fang Xiaoning told her what she had done that day, "You bought so much furniture, are you planning to rent a shop?"

"Yes, Mom, after we finish eating, Feng and I will go up the mountain to pick up some things."

"Let's rest for a while before going."

"No, wait for me, I'll make you something delicious when I get back! If possible, we'll go up the mountain to collect things every day recently, and then Mom will have to work hard to dry what we collect."

"It's nothing." The two children work so hard for this family, and this is all she can do.

After they finished eating, the two of them each carried a large basket up the mountain.

Everyone at the construction site has realized lately that this couple is truly hardworking, and they deserve to make money.

What should we pick up?

Acorns.

"What's the point of that stuff? It's bitter and astringent, even pigs wouldn't eat it."

Fang Xiaoning: ...

"Make tofu."

Song Feng was dumbfounded. He had never heard of acorns being used to make tofu in his twenty years of life. "Xiao Ning, tofu is made from soybeans."

"This can also be made into tofu. This can be eaten cold or stir-fried. This is much more profitable than cold noodles."

Song Feng agreed, "If you find something, you don't have to pay anything, right?"

Can this stuff really be used to make tofu? How did my wife know? Why didn't she make it before?

Putting aside my doubts, I followed her deeper into the woods. There were many oak trees deep inside.

"You rascal, why haven't you come up the mountain in so long?"

"The sow at home is pregnant, and I'm taking care of her at home!"

"When did your sow get bred? I didn't know that."

The old widower's eyes flickered slightly, not daring to look directly at the person beneath him. "I forgot to tell you, we'd better be careful. If we're discovered, we're doomed. The Wang family is not to be trifled with, especially your husband, Wang Defa."

"Aren't you always fearless? Don't worry, no one goes this deep. It's safe."

Cui Hehua used to be afraid, but with each incident, she became bolder and more reckless.

Song Feng and Fang Xiaoning: ...