But even though her mother-in-law is a time bomb, Wang Fang has no good tricks now.

It can only be eaten cold.

In the countryside, her husband is the eldest son, so even if the family is divided, the mother-in-law will live with him.

If you can't handle it or can't figure it out, you can only leave it alone for now.

One time, they suspected that the baby in her belly was a girl and wanted to abort it.

The second time was when he suspected that she was going to kill the third child.

How insecure is this?

It’s also my fault that I haven’t established any trust with her at all.

No wonder Aunt Juan next door speaks more beautifully than she does.

I think she used to live in a big city, earning her own money and spending it on herself, and one person's food could feed the whole family. How relaxed and free she was.

It’s still a bit difficult to adapt to the situation now that I’ve suddenly transitioned to this point.

But what can I do if I still can't adapt?

She originally wanted to pick herbs to sell.

There is only one day tomorrow. If you can find time to go up there, you might be able to find some treasure.

Going up the mountain now is just like picking up equipment.

Whatever you pick up is what you get.

Open the blind box.

She was going to town with Xiaoxia in a couple of days, and she was thinking about ways to make money.

She was too eager for money.

There was still five dollars and fifty cents in her pocket! She wanted to save some more capital before the royalties came.

I really want to make a wish every day, money money go my home!

After some consideration, I found that in the past two days, apart from making mushroom powder, I have also been digging herbs.

How about making some more mushroom powder and then selling it in town?

If people in the town are willing to use it, will there be orders?

This place is backed by a mountain, so I think there should be a lot of mushrooms growing there. I'll find them in batches.

She was excited at the thought of this possible way to make money.

In the mountainous valleys of the south, people can only rely on the mountains for their livelihood.

That would require a lot of mushrooms, so I had to talk to Liu Gang and the others and ask them to pick more.

And since there are so many mushrooms, can we sell them as fresh mushrooms?

She also needs to find out how much MSG sells for so that she can set a price for the mushroom powder.

Wang Fang believes that this relatively simple and replicable market situation will only bring benefits for half a year or a year at most.

She has been making money from this for the past six months and a year.

Moreover, the people in the town are not particularly wealthy. If they want to make a lot of money, they have to take this thing to the city and sell it.

She doesn't know anyone in the city?

Now that she has a good entrepreneurial idea, should she discuss it with her superior, Liu Gang, and ask for his support?

She thought about it and realized that if she didn't look for Liu Gang and went to the city to look for someone, she wouldn't know anyone.

It is difficult to go to a supply and marketing cooperative on your own.

The triplets are only getting bigger in my belly.

She had to think about the future.

Liu Gang is quite suspicious.

Do something secretly by yourself, and don't make him angry.

Liu Gang had served in the army and had some connections in the city.

Therefore, it is appropriate to ask for support from higher authorities in this matter.

She wouldn't be so foolish as to take on everything on her own.

Human cost is also a cost.

Let Shangfeng and others invest in manpower costs, and she provides technical services.

They also go up the mountain to collect the raw materials themselves.

At worst, we can split the profits in half.

She still made money.

After figuring this out, she told Liu Gang about it at noon.

Of course, before that, we need to quickly make some mushroom powder samples, and then use the mushroom powder to cook some dishes for Liu Gang and others to taste first.

Just think of them as the first wave of user recommendations.

If the first wave of users don’t buy it, there’s no point in even thinking about future entrepreneurial plans.

Liu Jian's condition is stable today. Although his face is still pale, he looks much more energetic.

There didn't seem to be any mention of Liu Jian being injured in the book before.

I don’t know what happened, but Liu Jian was injured?

Could it be that because she traveled through time, a few more challenges for her were added to the copy?

She could also clearly feel that the second brother Liu Qiang was quite hostile towards her.

Is this a defensive stance, or is it because Zhuer hates her?

No matter which one it is, she thinks it is better to get things done first.

Just like when you are working, there will always be one or two colleagues who don’t like you.

As long as others don't provoke her, she doesn't mind if they say a few sour words to her.

If no one offends me, I will not offend anyone. This is highly consistent with future national policies.

Dinner was prepared as planned.

Before it gets completely dark, bring Liu Jian's meal into the house.

He can still move his right hand.

Put a cloth under the bed, put a small stool on the bed, and set the table for him.

Let him eat first.

The fried peanuts were not served to him.

A large bowl of white rice and a few dishes.

There was also a large bowl of mushroom and bird soup.

He also peeled two quail eggs and put them in the rice.

"Eat it before it gets completely dark. Leave it there after you're done. I'll collect it later."

After that she went out.

Take the kerosene lamp, go to the kitchen to find some sparks, and help him light the kerosene lamp.

Only then did I remember why wealthy families in ancient times had to have someone to light lamps.

There's really only one lamp for each room. How many matches would it take to light them all? It would be most convenient and hassle-free if we could just light them all at once in the kitchen. And with a kerosene lamp covered with a glass shade, the light would follow wherever you go.

It's not a waste.

Osmanthus came out of the house,

Seeing Wang Fang carrying a kerosene lamp to Liu Jian's room, "Xiao Fang, lighting the lamp so early won't waste oil?"

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