Chapter 389 Ancient Village Old Lady 14

Having said that, the village head's expression became very serious.

"Everyone should cheer up and live their lives the same way they did before.

If our caravan succeeds this time, we will definitely have a lot of business opportunities in the future.

Everyone put their hearts back in their chests and waited patiently for them to come back.

Can you guys always act like this? What should you do tomorrow? Get started."

The patriarch was even more direct.

"The man in question is out, so hurry up and prepare firewood, food, cotton clothes, and other things for the winter. If the house hasn't been reinforced yet, do it tomorrow.

How can we not live without them at home?

I just can't stand the way you look. You just went out for a while, and now you look half dead.

If anyone doesn't quickly get their winter supplies ready tomorrow, you'd better not attend the next such event in the village.

And those who are waiting to get rich don't know how to show off once they have some money.

There's no sign of silver yet, what are you all so excited about?

If I find out that people in our village have money but do not work hard, I will expel their entire family from the village to prevent them from ruining the village's morale.

Don’t say I’m ruthless then.”

The clan leader and the village head, one presenting facts and reasoning, and the other using authority to suppress, finally got the whole village mobilized.

When the villagers returned home, no matter whether they were focused on these things or not, they just started doing the work they had to do.

Liuhe Village is trying to find ways to make the whole village rich, and the female protagonists are also busy.

Ever since the time-traveling women learned about the eggs on the day of the separation, they have become less trusting of their family members.

In ancient times, the ways of raising men and women were different. In addition, no matter what family they were from, they would tend to allocate family resources to male offspring.

This means that even behaviors that were previously understandable will now become evidence of parental favoritism after they suspect that their parents were deceiving them.

Wanchun gave Wanfu the idea of ​​selling boxed lunches, but her idea at the time was to add a drop of spiritual spring water to the boxed lunches to enhance the taste of the food.

As for the function of the spiritual spring in strengthening the body, it will be effective only if it is taken multiple times and drunk as water.

If you only add a drop to the food you cook each time, it will only enhance the flavor.

Ever since she was sure that her parents were really partial to her brother and were only paying nice words to her, Wan Chun never added spiritual spring water to the food again. Instead, she wanted to learn from other time-traveling women and sell recipes.

But the reality is very different from what she imagined.

Wanchun was not a professional chef in her previous life, and many of the ingredients here were not available, which made many of her ideas difficult to realize.

I want to make fish-flavored shredded pork, but there are no carrots. I want to make Kung Pao chicken, but there are no cucumbers.

Now I am collecting seasonings for braised food without telling Wanfu's family.

Many seasonings are medicinal herbs and are sold at quite high prices. Wanchun has tried many ways these days but still hasn't found a way to make money.

There was no other way, she decided to please Wanfu and try to get more pocket money from him so that she could settle the seasoning problem in advance.

Ever since Wanchun stopped investing in Lingquan, the Wanfu family, who are all country people, are not much better at cooking than others, and their business has plummeted.

Recently, I have been preparing a small amount of goods every day, and they may not be sold out.

When the whole family closed the stall today, there was still a lot of food left over.

Wanfu walked into the small courtyard they rented, his face looking frighteningly dark. Everyone else was sighing, and the atmosphere was very depressing.

Wanchun did not go with him to the stall. He did not let her go at the beginning because he did not want his daughter to know how much money the family earned.

There is no need for so many people now. Wanchun spends all day doing odd jobs at home and serving those who go out to earn money.

Seeing Wanfu and the others coming back, Wanchun immediately prepared some hot water, scalded a towel with hot water, and handed it to Wanfu and his wife.

"Mom and Dad, please use hot water to wipe your face and loosen it up."

After Wanfu and the other man took the towels, they hurried to move down the leftover food from the stall, intending to heat it up for dinner.

Wanfu watched Wanchun busying himself, a hint of cruelty flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

Even the gloomy face he had when he just came back disappeared, and turned into a sad look.

"Chunzi, just leave it there and let your brother take care of it later.

There are quite a lot left today, and you are not strong enough to move them.

You must be tired after a busy day at home, come over and have a rest.

Silly child, there's no rush for housework. I'll do it when I get back. Why do you need to be busy all day long?"

Wanfu winked at her eldest son, Wanwen, who immediately stepped forward and took the things from Wanchun's hand.

"Sister, you don't need to do this. Just go make some tea and rest with mom and dad. I'll move in."

Wanchun also saw Wanfu's eyes and knew that they were just acting in front of her.

But in order to get some pocket money to buy seasoning, Wanchun pretended that he saw nothing and went to make tea cooperatively.

"Thank you for your hard work, big brother. I'll go make some tea. Move into the kitchen and come and have some tea with me. I'll go heat up the food later."

After saying that, Wanchun went into the house carrying a kettle.

After the tea was brewed, Wanfu and Wanchun were the only ones left in the room. Everyone else found excuses to go out.

Wanfu held the tea bowl and sipped it in small sips, sighing occasionally. His whole body exuded the aura of someone who was worried about something.

The last time he was sad, Wanchun took the initiative to ask what happened.

It had been a while now, and Wanchun still hadn't said a word. Wanfu cursed in his heart and had to speak up himself.

"Chunzi, there's something I need to tell you first so you can be prepared.

You gave your family good ideas and provided them with a way to make money.

I was originally thinking that when we make money, we will find your brother a wife from the city, and then send you to learn embroidery so that you can experience the life of a lady from a wealthy family in the city. In the future, we will find a good family for you and will not let you suffer for the rest of your life.

It seems that it is no use now, we may have to go back to the village.

Business is getting worse and worse. Ever since we started selling meals, other people have come to the dock to sell meals.

They sell it cheaper than us. Even if we lower the price, our business is far worse than before.

Daddy is so sorry for you. You gave me a job that could make me rich, but I ruined it."

After hearing what Wanfu said, Wanchun understood that Wanfu wanted her to come up with another idea to save the business.

But in order to get some pocket money to secretly buy seasonings, Wanchun had to bite the bullet and come up with a solution even if he was unwilling to give any advice.

"Dad, no business is ever smooth sailing. It's already amazing that you can support our family's stall.

I can only say that those who steal our business are too cunning. We have already sold a meal, so can't they sell something else?

Everyone sells something different, so the competition for business will be much better."