The next day,

Jiang Yuwei had just gotten up and ran to Aunt Zhou's yard. She was thinking that her whole family needed to eat, and since they had lost their farming skills, they naturally had to do some business.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ning Daya coming out of the west wing.

"Sister Yuwei, why are you here so early? You worked so hard yesterday, running around doing everything for me."

Jiang Yuwei stepped forward and smoothed the stray hairs from Ning Daya's forehead.

"How does it feel to be newly married?"

Upon hearing Jiang Yuwei's words, Ning Daya, remembering Tiezhu from the previous night, blushed instantly.

"Sister Yuwei, please stop teasing me."

Seeing Ning Daya's shy expression, Jiang Yuwei stopped teasing her and turned to Aunt Zhou, who was washing her face, with a smile:

“Aunt Zhou, now that you’ve finally put your mind at ease, it’s time to think about setting up a stall and doing some business.”

Before Aunt Zhou could speak, Ning Qiu hurriedly slipped out of the east wing.

"Sister Yuwei, I was just thinking of going to talk to you about setting up a stall today. Right now, our whole family is waiting to eat, and we can't just spend without earning anything."

Jiang Yuwei nodded and said:

“My most important task right now is to learn medicine from my master, so I can’t go to set up a stall with you. However, I can teach you how to set up a stall. Since you can’t farm now, you have to rely on doing business to earn an income. We still have a lot of expenses to spend on our journey to the capital soon, so we can’t just sit around and do nothing.”

Aunt Zhou wiped the water off her face with a towel, frowned, and walked over to Jiang Yuwei.

“Yuwei, you’re right. We definitely have to set up a stall. Look at our big family, we can’t just stay at home all day. Besides, we’re all from farming families, we can’t afford such a life. But we have no idea what to sell.”

Jiang Yuwei immediately grabbed Aunt Zhou's hand and found a stool to sit down.

“Aunt Zhou, you married these two wives of mine. They used to run a stall in town. They can make many of the dishes I make. Now that the crayfish season is over and they don’t taste good anymore, why don’t you set up a stall and make mala tang? You and Ning Qiu can be in charge of cooking the mala tang, and Uncle Cai and Ning Wu can be in charge of collecting money and serving the dishes.”

Then Jiang Yuwei turned to Ning Daya and said:

"Da Ya, you continue making the pounded pepper and preserved egg dish. You're in charge of making it, and Tie Zhu is in charge of collecting money and packing it up."

Jiang Yuwei looked at the three of them and continued:

"Today you go to the market and find a place. Later I'll have Liu and Gou Dan set up a stall with you, so you can look out for each other."

Aunt Zhou nodded with a smile after hearing Jiang Yuwei's words:

"Okay, Yuwei, your arrangement is great. We'll find a place today and buy some groceries on the way to prepare the food."

Ning Qiu nodded and said:

"Mother, let Ningwu and the others stay home and make a few more sets of tables and chairs out of bamboo. We'll need them when we set up our stall later."

Aunt Zhou nodded in agreement. Jiang Yuwei was about to get up and leave when Ning Daya, who was sitting to the side, grabbed her clothes, her face flushed, and she looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Da Ya, what's wrong with you? You've become shy now that you're married. Just tell me what you want to say."

As she spoke, Jiang Yuwei turned around and sat back down on the stool.

Ning Daya blushed, glanced at Aunt Zhou and then at Ning Qiu, before stammering out:

“Mother, Ningqiu, I’m going to say something, please don’t take offense. Logically speaking, I, as a newlywed, shouldn’t say such things. But I’m a straightforward person, and if I don’t say it, I’ll be holding it in for days and no one will be able to sleep.”

Ning Qiu burst out laughing upon seeing this.

"Sister Daya, we're all family now, why are you being so polite? Sister Yuwei, since we're right here today, just say whatever you want to say."

Ning Daya swallowed hard and slowly said:

"These recipes are the ones Sister Yuwei uses to make money when we set up our stall. Is it really appropriate for us to use them like this...?"

Upon hearing Ning Daya's words, Aunt Zhou slapped her thigh and exclaimed:

"Oh dear, look how senile I am. Our eldest daughter is much more thoughtful."

Then he turned to look at Jiang Yuwei and said:

“Yuwei, don’t blame Aunt Zhou. Aunt Zhou has worked in the fields all her life and doesn’t know anything about these things. Daya is right. We can’t use your recipe for free. After all, it’s your way of making a living. You’ve already done us a great favor by teaching us so generously. We can’t let you suffer a loss.”

Ning Qiu nodded in agreement.

“Yes, Mother, I think if we make money by setting up a stall using Sister Yuwei’s recipe, we should give half of it to Sister Yuwei.”

Aunt Zhou nodded and smiled upon hearing this:

"I think it's a good idea. Let's do it this way, and we'll keep an account book to record the results later."

Jiang Yuwei hadn't actually thought about taking a cut; she was just thinking that it wasn't easy for Aunt Zhou's family to come out with her, and she wanted to help them in any way she could. After all, she had plenty of recipes for these snacks in her head. She could give this to Aunt Zhou and then research other dishes later.

However, Da Ya's actions today deeply moved Jiang Yuwei. It showed that Da Ya had always cared about her, and even after they got married, she was still thinking of her.

So Jiang Yuwei waved her hand and said:

“I don’t want your money. Now that you’ve come out with me, I can’t let you not make any money. Besides, you spend all your time setting up a stall and losing money. In the end, you still want to give me half of your money. That’s not going to work.”

Ning Daya said anxiously after hearing this:

"Sister Yuwei, you can't say that. If it weren't for the recipe you gave us, where would we make money?"

Ning Qiu quickly chimed in:

“My eldest sister is right. If you insist on not accepting money, then we can’t use your prescription!”

Aunt Zhou nodded in agreement.

"Yes, I can't use your prescription for free."

Seeing that she couldn't persuade the three of them otherwise, Jiang Yuwei finally spoke up:

"Then calculate the daily profit and split it 20/80, I get 20% and you get 80%, and settle the accounts with me at the end of the month."

Upon hearing this, the three exchanged glances, nodded, and smiled.

"Then it's settled."

After leaving Aunt Liu's courtyard, Jiang Yuwei returned to the home of the skilled healer Zhu. At that moment, Aunt Liu was helping Aunt Lin make breakfast.

Jiang Yuwei walked to Liu's side and smiled:

“Mrs. Liu, now that we’ve finished everything, we’re just waiting for Huaizhi’s leg to heal so we can continue our journey north. It’s not good for you to stay at home all day. I just spoke with Aunt Zhou and asked them to take you with them when they go to set up their stall tomorrow.”

Upon hearing this, Liu nodded happily, but her eyes dimmed again after a moment.

“Yuwei, I really want to go set up a stall with Aunt Zhou and the others, but I don’t know how to do anything, and I’m afraid I’ll hold them back…”