"With our mosquito coils selling for only three coins a roll, which is one or two coins cheaper than Jiang Wanwan's, shop owners and even Bai Zhanfei from the Bai family will order mosquito coils from us in the future."

"Then we'll dominate the entire market, and making big money will be a piece of cake!" Jiang Dali squinted his eyes, confidently painting a picture of their future.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dayong and Jiang Dali's eyes lit up, and they looked at Jiang Dali with delight.

"Dali, does that mean it will be much easier for us to move to town?" Jiang Dali asked excitedly.

"Not just the town, we could move to the county seat!" Jiang Tietou said excitedly, rubbing his hands together and grinning in a somewhat lewd way. "Hehe, when I have some money, I'll take a few concubines like a wealthy family, and I won't have to face that shrewish old woman's wrinkled face every day anymore!"

Jiang Dali and Jiang Dayong paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, looking at Jiang Tietou with meaningful expressions.

“等我有钱了，就搬到镇上去住。若是有闲钱，就养个外室。我是万不敢领女人回家的，三娘非得揍死我不可。“姜大力舔了舔嘴角，眼中闪过一抹向往。

Jiang Dayong grinned and urged, "Let's go, let's hurry home and make mosquito coils! I can't wait any longer. I can't wait to deliver the goods to Zhang Qinghua, make a lot of money as soon as possible, and take a few concubines."

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As Jiang Wanwan and her companions approached Wanhuofang, they saw their own oxcart parked in front of the gate. The owner and employees of the rice shop, along with the staff of Wanhuofang, were busy loading the rice and other grains that Jiang Wanwan had bought onto the oxcart.

Zhen Youqian, the owner of Wanhuofang, was standing at the entrance of his shop, craning his neck to look out onto the street, as if waiting for someone.

Upon seeing Jiang Wanwan, he jogged over to her, slapped his thigh, and exclaimed urgently, "Niece, you're finally back! Something terrible has happened!"

Jiang Wanwan could guess what Zhen Duoqian was referring to without even having to count on her toes. She smiled reassuringly, "Uncle Zhen, don't worry, tell me slowly what it is."

Zhen Duoqian opened his mouth wide, about to speak, but then he caught sight of the pedestrians on the street and abruptly shut his mouth. "Hey, this isn't the place to talk. Please come with me."

Jiang Wanwan followed Zhen Duoqian into the general store, while Jiang Erbo, Jiang Xun, and Jiang Xun, having nothing to do, also stepped forward to help carry rice and other items onto the oxcart.

Upon entering the cubicle, Zhen Duoqian said with a worried expression, "My dear niece, something terrible has happened. I heard that the uncles in your village claim to be able to make mosquito coils themselves, and they have partnered with Baibaoxuan. Zhang Qinghua has ordered 50,000 coils of mosquito coils in one go."

"What should I do?" Zhen Duoqian slapped the back of his right hand against the palm of his left hand, his eyes filled with worry.

“My dear niece, tell me the truth, are those people who cooperated with Baibaoxuan from your village? Are they your uncles or aunts?” Zhen Duoqian asked, clinging to the last shred of hope.

He desperately hoped those people were con artists, using Jiang Wanwan's name to swindle people, rather than actually knowing how to make mosquito coils. If they really knew how to make mosquito coils, how could his shop compete with Baibaoxuan?

Under Zhen Duoqian's expectant gaze, Jiang Wanwan nodded, "Yes, they are indeed my uncles."