At the same time, in the main room of the Zhao family, Zhao Daqing and his mother were lying on the bed and chatting.

The weather is too cold now, so Zhao Daqing lies on the bed as soon as it gets dark to keep warm.

"I heard that five carriages of people went to Chunhua's shop to have dinner today." Mother Zhao told the old man what she had heard in her hometown.

Zhao Daqing was surprised. He turned around and looked at the old woman. "Really?"

"Really? I heard he made two hundred thousand dollars."

"Tut, tut, tut." Zhao Daqing was happy. He himself had not expected that the shop he owned could actually bring profits to the second wife's family.

Mother Zhao nodded in agreement. "Although the second wife no longer has any land, the shop can bring in income, which can be considered as an income. We can raise the child."

Zhao Daqing nodded. No matter if the relationship was severed or the family was divided, he still hoped that his children could live a good life.

At Village Chief Wang's house, the courtyard door was closed and there was a brazier in the main room. Everyone gathered around the brazier to keep warm.

"Dad, have you heard? Qian Chunhua's shop made two hundred thousand dollars today." asked the son of Village Chief Wang. He also heard it from his wife Sun Hongying.

Village Chief Wang was stunned. "Earn that much?"

For the villagers who make a living from the land, earning two yuan a day is considered a lot of money.

"It's true." Sun Hongying peeled a peanut and put it in her mouth, chewing it and saying, "Sister Hua said it herself."

Village Chief Wang nodded without saying anything. He himself had not expected that a small shop could make so much money.

At Zhao Dafang's home, the strong wind almost blew off the thatched roof. Zhao Dafang took his son with him and lifted the heavy roof before returning to bed.

Li Lianyan was muttering to herself.

"What are you talking about? Why aren't you sleeping yet?" Zhao Dafang said dissatisfiedly.

Li Lianyan approached him mysteriously, "Do you know? Qian Chunhua's shop can make two hundred thousand a day."

By the time the word got here, it had changed: it had become Qian Chunhua's shop, and he could earn two hundred thousand yuan a day.

"Really?" Zhao Dafang opened his mouth wide.

If you earn two taels a day, you will have six thousand taels a month, which is six taels of silver. At the end of the day, you will have seventy-two taels.

Zhao Dafang was obviously better at arithmetic than Li Cuihong and he solved the problem in no time.

Wow, such a small shop could earn so much money. Zhao Dafang was amazed.

"What do you think? Should we open a shop like that?" Li Lianyan asked.

Their family also had a piece of land next to the official road. If they opened a shop there, they could make fifty taels of silver, if not seventy-two taels of silver a day.

Zhao Dafang nodded, this was a good idea.

"Let's take a look first. If you have time, you can go around the shop. If it's possible, we'll open a shop after this."

Zhao Dafang made the final decision. If the shop could make money, he wouldn't have to rack his brains to compete for the position of village chief. Whoever wanted to be the village chief could do it.

At that time, the eldest and second sons in his family were not doing it, so their family could build a shop bigger than Qian Chunhua's and put the eldest son's wife and the second son's wife to work.

The Zhao Dafang couple were so happy, as if they saw countless little treasures waving at them.

That night, the homes of the villagers in Huanghualing were not peaceful.