Transmigrated as the Vicious Little Aunt in a Exile Novel

On the day the family split, Liu Yulian awakened her past life memories and was shocked to discover she was the vicious little aunt of the female protagonist in an exile novel.

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Chapter 15 Cotton

Next door, Aunt Zhao thought about the generosity of the first wife and the fact that Widow Zhang's family was so supportive of the first wife, wondering if the cotton was really that good. Aunt Zhao knew that the second wife had pretended to buy a pound of cotton, but she heard that they had thrown the cotton in a corner and had no intention of using it.

The fourth room of Aunt Zhao's family lived next door to the main room, and they had seen people from the main room using cotton to make jackets and other things. They weren't members of the Marquis' Mansion anymore, so they didn't have that much animal fur or that much fine fabric. If the cotton from the neighboring room could...

"Big sister." Aunt Zhao walked over with a smile on her face. "Is there any cotton left at home?"

In order to prevent the people in the first house from thinking that she was getting something for nothing, Aunt Zhao also took out her purse.

"They can't stand the cold. They all feel cold and don't like to go out," Aunt Zhao said. "We're not like we used to be. We don't have as much money, so we have to work. We used to think we could just endure it and get through this winter, but it's really hard to endure."

Aunt Zhao didn't say that she was worried that the cotton was not good enough. Their hands would be frozen red, let alone working.

It was just a small expense, and Aunt Zhao figured she still had some silver hidden away, so buying some cotton wouldn't hurt. Seeing how well the eldest wife cultivated the land, she figured even if they hired someone to work it, they might still be able to make some money.

You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a child. Aunt Zhao thought that the eldest wife had some abilities, and the fourth wife might be able to benefit from it.

"Those culture media are really good. The vegetables in the yard are growing very well." Aunt Zhao had bought some culture media before. They didn't let others plant the land. At most, they asked others to plow the land.

Aunt Zhao knew they couldn't just live off their savings; that little money wouldn't last them a lifetime. Her son and daughter-in-law didn't have any children yet, and when they did, they would need even more money.

Mother Liu looked at Aunt Zhao. Didn't she know that these concubines all had their own little thoughts? Aunt Zhao looked timid and went with the flow, but in fact, she was very smart.

People like Aunt Zhao only care about whether there are benefits. If there are benefits, she will not rush to the front. Instead, she will wait for others to rush in first before taking advantage of them.

"The remaining cotton is in the town. If you want it, go and have a look tomorrow." Liu's mother said. It's not like they haven't sold cotton in the village. These people didn't buy it then, but if they want to buy it now, they can go to the town.

Don't even think about asking them to ship the cotton back. They have to ship it back and forth without paying the shipping fee.

There was no way that Liu's mother could take care of these people like that. They were not members of the Marquis' Mansion anymore, so there was no need for them to be so dignified and virtuous.

"Okay, let's go to the town tomorrow." Aunt Zhao said with a smile.

Aunt Zhao wasn't unhappy. It had been so long since she'd bought cotton before, and now it was time to buy it, so it was inevitable that she wouldn't be happy. She could also see that cotton wasn't a problem to sell; if it were, Mother Liu wouldn't have the same attitude.

In the evening, after dinner, Liu Yulian sat in front of the loom, which she had bought in town a few days ago. In this era, ordinary people also had people weaving cloth.

"It's quite soft." Mother Liu looked at the cloth woven by Liu Yulian and thought it was of good quality. "You take a rest for a while, I'll do it."

Liu's mother doesn't know how to spin cloth, but she can learn it. She can't always let her daughter do these things, so she has to learn it too.

If my daughter gets married one day, who will support the family?

Liu's mother was not so confused as to not understand this point, and she just thought about spinning cloth.

"Okay, give it a try." Liu Yulian didn't intend to do all the work herself. She also intended to have her family do some of the work so she wouldn't be too tired. Most importantly, her family needed a way to make a living. Regardless of whether they could return to the capital in the future, having a skill would give them peace of mind.

Liu Yulian planned to take some cotton cloth to town tomorrow. She hadn't knitted that much cotton cloth before, mainly because she didn't have enough time. Later, when the weather got colder and she didn't have to go out as often, she could make more cotton cloth at home.

Those cotton fabrics are breathable and warm, just as good.

Liu Yulian didn’t think about silk or not, and had no plans to raise silkworms. Silk is suitable for a few people, while cotton is suitable for more people.

"It's not that difficult." Mother Liu said, "It's all white and not dyed."

"We're making inner clothes." Liu Yulian said, "We don't run a dyeing shop. We can just go out and buy them later."

That's what Liu Yulian thought. She didn't think about dyeing cloth, nor did she think about opening a factory, as that wasn't an easy thing to do. They just grew cotton and sold it well. They had all kinds of culture media, so it was definitely good.

Of course, some people do not have good planting techniques, so even with culture medium, they may not be able to grow crops well, and the yield will still vary.

"That's right." Mother Liu nodded.

Father Liu was sitting at the door. He would look at his grandchildren from time to time and wait until tomorrow to accompany his daughter to the town.

"Master." Mrs. Xie came over with a bowl of eggs. She had cooked a few eggs specially for Master and Miss Sun. The adults also had a portion. Mrs. Xie had heard Liu Yulian say that this should be eaten and not damaged.

Mrs. Xie also plans to go to a village house tomorrow to buy a chicken and stew it to nourish the masters.

Father Liu took the bowl, put Wan on the ground, and waved to his grandchildren.

? “Can I not eat eggs?” The little granddaughter is still young and doesn’t understand how difficult life is nowadays, so she thought about not eating them.

"Eating eggs is good." Liu Qingyun looked at his sister. He was older and knew that it was not easy at home. "You can only eat candy after eating eggs. You must be obedient, understand?"

Liu Qingyun patted his sister's head. Their mother had divorced their father, and their father had gone back to the military. They now relied mainly on their aunt to earn money to support the family. They couldn't complain about these things being unpalatable; they were already very good.

"If you don't eat it, it will be eaten by the people outside." Liu Qingyun said, "You will never have anything to eat in the future."

"No, I'll eat it, I'll eat it." Little Liujia was unhappy when she heard her brother say that he would give the eggs to others.

Xiao Liujia went out before, and other children didn't have as much food. When she was eating, people stared at her, and some even tried to snatch her food away. She didn't want others to snatch her food away. She wanted to eat, and all these things were hers.

"That's good." Liu Qingyun nodded, "Don't be so spoiled."

"..." Father Liu was speechless when he saw this scene. He hadn't even taught his granddaughter yet, but his grandson started to teach her.

Father Liu thought this was a good thing. A lot of things had happened in his eldest son's family. The parents of his grandson and granddaughter were divorced, and these children always had some ideas.

"Come, have a bite." Liu Qingyun peeled an egg for his sister and even took out a handkerchief to wipe the corners of her sister's mouth.

Widow Zhang never thought of turning cotton into cloth. Cotton, such a warm material, was better made into coats first. She bought a lot of cotton, enough for everyone in the family, and more for the children.

"Mom, can I go out for a while tomorrow?" said the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhang family.

"What are you going out for?" Widow Zhang wondered.

"Isn't this cotton? My nephew from my mother's family was just born, so let them buy some cotton too." said the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhang family.

"By the time you go there, they probably won't have any cotton left." Widow Zhang rolled her eyes. "If you really want to buy some, go buy two pounds tomorrow. If they can't buy any later, at least they'll still have that little bit of cotton."

As for the money... of course the eldest daughter-in-law has to pay it herself first. If her family doesn't give her money, then no one else can be blamed.

Widow Zhang did not ask these people to hand over all their money. She just asked them to hand over a portion of it, and the rest could be saved by each family.

Except for Widow Zhang's family, other families who bought cotton, some of whom did not use the cotton to sew jackets, just put the cotton on their bodies. They found that cotton was really warm and that the fifteen cents per pound was really worth it.

You know, getting sick doesn't just cost a few dozen coins, sometimes it can cost several taels of silver. Even for ordinary illnesses, these people don't dare to see a doctor.

Those who have extra money at home will think about buying more cotton and cotton seeds, so that they won’t have nothing to sell after they are sold out.

Therefore, the next day, people went to the town to buy cotton again.

"I bought too little yesterday. Today I'll buy ten kilograms, no, twenty kilograms," a woman said with a smile. "When my daughter gets married in a few days, I'll be able to make her a new quilt."

In this area, some families give quilts and other things as gifts when marrying off their daughters.

The woman thought that a quilt would only cost about two hundred coins, so she gritted her teeth and decided to buy it. After all, the man had already given a betrothal gift. If they gave a quilt as a gift, others would not see its value. But after her daughter got married and used the quilt, those people would know its value.

"Okay." Liu Yulian nodded. "You came early, so there are only about a hundred pounds of cotton left. If you buy so much, there won't be much left."

Aunt Zhao had arrived in town early in the morning with Liu's father and Liu Yulian in an oxcart. She had been waiting there since morning, saying she was going to buy cotton. Liu Yulian happened to have a oxcart, so they decided to go together. Aunt Zhao was still wondering how many pounds of cotton she would buy, but before she could even say how many pounds, someone already waiting there opened their mouth and asked for twenty pounds.

"How many pounds of cotton does this quilt require?" asked Aunt Zhao.

"It depends. Some families use quilts weighing five or six kilograms, while others use quilts weighing seven or eight kilograms." Liu Yulian said that a kilogram in ancient times was different from a kilogram in later generations. In ancient times, a kilogram was sixteen taels, while a quilt made of seven or eight kilograms of cotton here is very warm.

Aunt Zhao calculated that there were three people in her family, and even if her son and daughter-in-law were traveling together, she would still need to prepare more. "Give me thirty kilograms of cotton."

When others saw Aunt Zhao buying thirty kilograms at once, they were all shocked. Could this family also be marrying off their daughter?

"Here is the money, count it." Aunt Zhao was thinking about the cotton cloth she saw while sitting on the ox cart. She heard Liu Yulian say that it was made of cotton. This cotton is still very useful. Such soft cloth is not expensive, which is just right for them.

Aunt Zhao knew that she had to pay the money early and avoid owing debts if possible. Otherwise, they would get along better but it would be ruined because of the debts.

When Su Qiuya and Liu Yanbo were setting up their stall, they heard people say that the cotton seller in the town had sold out all of its cotton and there was no cotton left this year, so they would have to wait until next year.

"Oh, I originally thought they deliberately asked people to buy them, but who knew they were really sold out. "Some people felt very sorry. They thought it was a fraud and that there would be more later, but it was only sold for two days.