"It's not easy for us to come here, so we have to sit here for a while. If you want to pick bamboo shoots, the three strong ones will pick them. Just let him take Shufeng and the others with him. We can sit here and talk."

"Yes, Sanqiang, take your two sisters with you." Xu pulled Sanqiang beside her and pushed him over.

"No need. He's a guest, how can we make him work? Aunt, you guys have finally come here, since you want to sit down, then sit together. It's the same as picking bamboo shoots for two days." Tian hurriedly pulled Shufeng to sit down, "You all sit down too, sit and chat with aunt, cousin and the others."

Mrs. Xu smiled awkwardly, looking around, "Cousin, things are getting better and better here. You're growing cotton in the field in front, right? I heard you make a lot of money every year growing cotton."

"Niece's wife, you had a fight about this last year. Why do you want to continue it again?" Zhou looked at her coldly.

When Xu heard this, she quickly shut up.

"Don't keep talking about this." Yan Bing said, trying to smooth things over. "Isn't Mingyuan doing business? How is he doing now?" He looked at Zhang Youkuan. "Is he in Fengzhen Town or somewhere else?"

The Zhang family members were a little embarrassed when they heard this, "Right, right in town."

"How's business going? What kind of small business are you doing?"

"Brother, I came here today to see you. I always ask him what he does, but his business is just so-so, nothing much to say. It's not like your business is so big." Yan Erni said, looking at the carriage with envy, "Your braised meat is selling well now. Why don't you let Mingyuan help you? We don't have to share much money, just give him more wages."

"I'm sorry, Auntie, I already sold the braised pork recipe to the restaurant."

The Zhang family was stunned. "How could that be? The last time we came back, you were still braising the meat. The aroma was everywhere."

"It was sold right after that. If you don't believe me, smell it and see if there's still a fragrance in this yard. Did you smell the fragrance in my eldest brother's yard just now? It was sold a long time ago. Otherwise, how would I have the money to buy a carriage to go out and play?"

"Oh, Chunxiao, you're getting older and older, but you're becoming more and more naive. How can you just sell this money-making recipe? And you even bought a carriage? You're a total loser."

Chun Xiao shrugged, "Aunt, if I lose, it's my own fault, so please don't worry about it."

"Cousin, why don't you know how to appreciate kindness? My mother is worried that your future livelihood will be cut off. You said you sold the recipe and got some money, but you're so greedy for pleasure that the money will be spent in a few days. She's worried about your future."

Chunxiao glanced at Zhang Mingyuan and really didn't want to say any more to them, so she kept her mouth shut.

Seeing that no one else paid much attention to their conversation except Yan Bingfa, they also felt bored. "We are staying overnight today. We have time now. Why don't you go pick bamboo shoots? We have nothing to do, so we will go up the mountain to help you pick them."