He Chun and He Shitou went up the mountain in the morning and cut down two trees. The tools they used were borrowed from other families in the village.

There were two sawn trees scattered around the yard, which was also filled with various items.

He Chun planned to make a bed and several cabinets because he thought the other furniture in his house had strange and novel shapes, so he thought he would try to make them himself.

He Chun plans to use the remaining wood to make a few small stools. He also plans to make a larger small study table for the children so they won't have to crowd together when studying.

They also needed to build a rabbit hutch at home, so He Shitou used a shovel to shovel yellow mud from outside and mixed it with chopped straw.

I plan to make some adobe bricks and let them dry in the sun. With this intense sunlight, the adobe bricks will be dry in just a few days.

The household chores are all going smoothly, and everyone is busy from morning till night, doing their own thing.

Construction has begun on Song Yun's tiled house next door, and the sound of bricks being knocked can be heard from time to time, day and night.

Every time He Tiantian lay in bed and heard that crisp sound, she thought it was the sound of silver.

When they built their house, even just paving the ground with blue bricks cost a lot of money.

Unexpectedly, the neighbors built a house with blue tiles. Those bricks weren't just stacked up, they looked like silver ingots!

Humans are afraid of comparison.

Compared to this, He Tiantian felt incredibly poor.

Having not received any income for so long, she now only has a little over a hundred taels of silver left.

The daily food and drink expenses for this large family are considerable, not to mention that their meals are never bad.

Thinking about this, He Tiantian decided that she still needed to rent a storefront in the city.

Now we have beans at home that we can make bean products, and sweet potatoes that we can sell roasted sweet potatoes, etc...

As a modern person, she knows a lot about different ways to eat.

That evening, during dinner with the family, He Tiantian shared her thoughts.

Zhao Denglong and Zhao Wanzi didn't find anything strange about it; after all, their wish was also to make money.

He Chun and He Shitou naturally didn't know what to say; it was a good thing that the child wanted to do something.

Only Chen's reaction was stronger.

"What? You want to rent a storefront to start a business?"

Chen felt that his ancestors for eighteen generations were all honest and simple farmers, and none of them had ever done business.

Her daughter wants to start a business, what if she loses money?

He Tiantian nodded, "Mother, have you forgotten? I made some money by doing some small business before. Otherwise, how would I support the children?"

That makes sense.

However, Chen's brows were still furrowed, and just as she was about to say something more, He Chun spoke up.

"Let the child do whatever they want, we should just support them and do our best to help."

Chen then stopped talking and said nothing more.

Zhao Xiaolu had only said that she could make tofu, but she had never actually made tofu herself.

So he said, "I'll start making tofu tomorrow and practice my skills. Then I can rent a place and sell tofu. The tofu shops in the city do a great business."

Zhao Denglong also suggested, "I can steam buns and make snacks; we can open a breakfast stall."

“We have so many eggs and tomatoes at home that we can’t even finish them all. We can take them to the shop and sell them,” Zhao Wanzi suggested.

However, Zhao Wanzi had some doubts when it came to tomatoes.

"But I feel like there are fewer tomatoes in the vegetable garden behind the house. I clearly remember there were thirty tomatoes."