It's not that I'm stingy; these days, learning a skill requires apprenticeship.

They place great importance on mentorship; normally, no one would teach someone for no reason.

Wei Mo didn't want to start this, so he agreed to his mother's suggestion. His mother nodded, her eyes shining with excitement, knowing that this would bring the family another source of income.

Although weaving Ula straw sandals is profitable, it's already winter, so what should we weave after winter? It's perfect to weave some fishing nets.

As for where to sell it? I reckon the brigade leader will send it to the supply and marketing cooperative, and they'll be very happy to take it.

Seeing that it was almost time, Qian Manman stood up, patted Wei Mo's head, and said to him...

"Little brat, what do you want to eat today?"

Upon hearing Qian Manman's question, Wei Mo's eyes lit up, and he rested his chin on his hand, seemingly deep in thought.

"Aunt Manman, I want to eat eggplant with minced meat and rice, preferably with a braised fish, and it would be even better with a piece of cured pork stir-fried with vegetables."

Wei Mo acted like a grandpa, ordering food at a restaurant, but Qian Manman smiled, patted Wei Mo's head, and said...

"Alright, little brat, I'll make you something delicious in a bit. Luckily, we have all the ingredients at home."

Wei Xiaomin, who was standing to the side, was so tempted by what she heard that she even swallowed her saliva. She quickly raised her hand and said,

"Aunt Manman, Aunt Manman, I want to eat meat, I want to eat cured meat."

Qian Manman smiled, then squatted down next to Wei Xiaomin, teasing the little girl, and said,

How much do you want to eat?

Qian Manman couldn't help but laugh as she watched Wei Xiaomin deep in thought.

But Wei Xiaomin said very seriously,

"I want a big bowl of meat, this much."

After she finished speaking, she gestured with her hands, looking incredibly cute.

Qian Manman looked at Wei Xiaomin, who looked like an adorable doll, and pinched her cheek, saying...

"Okay, Aunt Manman will go and make it for you right away."

Then he looked at Wei Xiaohui, who had been quiet all along, and said,

"Xiao Hui, what would you like to eat?"

Wei Xiaohui was diligently weaving straw sandals. She was clearly startled when she heard the question.

I'll eat whatever Aunt Manman makes.

Seeing Wei Xiaohui's obedient appearance, who was always so well-behaved, Qian Manman stepped forward, hugged Wei Xiaohui, and kissed her on the cheek.

"So good, our Xiaohui is so good."

After the kiss, Qian Manman turned and went into the kitchen to prepare the meal.

Not long after, the old man and the brigade leader led the oxcart, carrying the ropes for weaving fishing nets and their own coal, to Wei Mo's yard. When Li Xiuxiu saw this, she quickly helped unload the cart.

The coal was packed in sacks. Li Xiuxiu tried to lift it and could barely manage to lift most of it. Then she piled the sacks up in the small warehouse in the house.

There was also a pile of nylon rope there; the rope was for weaving fishing nets, and there was plenty of it, enough for the whole winter.

Seeing that Qian Manman was almost finished cooking, the old man quickly told the brigade leader, Dazhuang, not to go back, but to have a bite here and taste Manman's cooking.

"Dazhuang, don't go back. Today you can try my daughter's cooking. It's really delicious."

Li Dazhuang also smelled the aroma of meat and kept swallowing his saliva, but since this was the old man's house, he dared not be presumptuous, so he nodded honestly.

"Then I'll just have a bite here, old man, I'm taking advantage of your family."

The old village chief waved his hand and said to Li Dazhuang.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I've always treated you like a nephew. Just have a good meal here."

Li Dazhuang nodded, then followed the old man into the house.

Qian Manman had already started setting out bowls and chopsticks on the table, along with a large bowl of rice. Li Dazhuang's eyes lit up when he saw it.

The food was really good, but he didn't dare say anything. You see, with the old man's connections, getting even better food wouldn't be a problem, let alone this.

It seems the old man truly cares about these goddaughters.

As the food was served, Qian Manman called out.

"Dinner's ready!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing and ran towards the octagonal table in the kitchen.

Wei Xiaomin was still talking from the side.

"Aunt Manman, where's my meat! Where's the meat I asked for?!"

Now that money is plentiful, Qian Manman is willing to add meat, and directly put half a bowl of meat on Wei Xiaomin's plate.

"Here! Here's your meat, eat it quickly."

After Qian Manman finished speaking, she patted Wei Xiaomin's head. The family sat together, and the brigade leader sat between the old man and Wei Mo, looking a little awkward.

After all, there was not only fragrant rice, but also several main dishes. Even the eggplant was deep-fried and then mixed with minced meat, which smelled especially delicious.

Looking at the braised fish, there was still a layer of oil on the plate. The captain swallowed hard after smelling the aroma.

The family hesitated to start eating, as the team leader was considered a guest. The old man then gave the order.

"Dazhuang, don't just stand there, eat up."

The captain scratched the back of his head sheepishly, then picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of cured meat, and put it in his mouth. The more he chewed, the more fragrant it became. He couldn't help but exclaim in admiration,

"Mmm, this meat is really delicious! Qian Zhiqing's cooking skills are truly exceptional."

After finishing the meat, he ate two mouthfuls of white rice, and the brigade leader began to wolf it down, completely losing his table manners.

At first, Li Dazhuang was too embarrassed to eat much, but when he saw Wei Mo serve him two more bowls of rice, the brigade leader stopped being polite and ate three big bowls.

They were so full they could barely walk without needing to lean against the wall. The team leader felt really embarrassed, so he sat down to rest and chatted with the old man and Wei Mo.

Wei Mo looked at the two people in front of him and said,

"Uncle Captain, I plan to teach the fishing net weaving technique to my family first, and have my family members do the weaving. But as for work points..."

"You need to consider giving it first, after all, the brigade can't just not contribute anything, can it?"

Hearing Wei Mo's words, the captain nodded. The weaving team's skills were always excellent, and he trusted them with the training. The captain then said...

"Don't worry, Xiao Weimo. We'll calibrate it by ten centimeters every day, including your two older sisters and everyone in your family. Is that okay?"

The old village chief nodded in satisfaction upon hearing the brigade leader's words and said to Li Dazhuang,

"That's more like it. Let me tell you, if you dare to be stingy with my family again, none of the good stuff will reach you."

Li Dazhuang felt a little embarrassed by what the old man said, and scratched his head. He then said to the old man,

"Don't worry, Uncle Yu, it definitely won't happen again next time."

With the captain's assurance, Wei Mo nodded and ran towards Wang Zhenhua and the others to tell his mother the good news.

After all, Wang Zhenhua still cared a lot about work points. Although Wei Mo didn't care, his family's happiness was the most important thing.

"Mom, aunties, let's weave fishing nets. The team leader will give us ten centimeters a day."