Yue Fuguang thought about it and agreed. She needed to save up some of these amazing tools for showing off and slapping faces. Even if she didn't need them in this world, she could use them in the next. With such a low discount, she didn't know how long she would have to wait for the next one.
Buying now is a steal.
Buy all kinds of pills! Pick and choose, one bottle of each, nine pills in a bottle, for less than the usual price of two pills.
Buy all kinds of talismans! Buy all kinds of weapons!
Snacks, seeds, buy them!
Especially those three improved varieties, cotton seeds, and farm tools—buy them!
While eating, Yue Fuguang shopped and ate until she was stuffed.
"System, give me a digestive pill."
Speaking of digestive aids, she added a few more bottles of slimming pills to her shopping cart.
Judging by her mouth now, she'll definitely eat a lot when she grows up. It's not good for her to grow up to be fat. A fat immortal would seem to lack a bit of immortality.
She had just finished eating when Yu Chongshan brought over Yu Zhongchun, Yu Shuchun, and their brothers.
Upon closer inspection, I noticed that my granddaughter's complexion was rosy and she looked even better than yesterday. In particular, her eyes were bright and sparkling, like stars in the sky.
They knew what was going on!
"Grandfather, Father, Uncles, why are you off work so early?" Did the whole family skip work?
"I heard you woke up, so I came back early after my shift to check on you."
Yue Fuguang smiled and said, "I'm sorry to have worried my grandparents, father, mother, uncles and aunts. I was just tired yesterday and accidentally slept a little too long."
Her bright eyes darted around, and she seized the opportunity to say, "Grandfather, it's getting colder and colder outside. There are only a few days left before all the government offices are sealed off. Do you think I could mention to His Majesty that I could attend the morning court every other day?"
Looking at his granddaughter's expectant smile, Yu Chongshan couldn't bring himself to refuse. He simply said, "It is indeed getting colder outside every day. Tomorrow, your grandfather will mention it to His Majesty. You can go to court normally after the Spring Festival."
"Thank you, Grandfather." Yue Fuguang was overjoyed. Finally, she could live a life of working one day and resting the next. Even a 'god' wouldn't want to go to work!
As they were talking, another group of people came in with a clatter. When Yue Fuguang looked up, he saw that all the brothers and sisters in the family had gathered together.
Fortunately, the hall of her Mingyue Pavilion was quite large, so even with the whole family gathered there, it didn't feel crowded.
Yue Fuguang contributed his toys: Ludo, Gomoku, cards, and mahjong. The three generations of the family divided into three groups. Yu Chongshan, the leader, listened to Yue Fuguang's rules and then started playing mahjong with his sons.
Madam Yu and her daughters-in-law just happened to get together to play cards.
The younger generation plays Ludo and Gomoku.
The charm of traditional Chinese culture is powerful. The Yu family father and son played mahjong all afternoon, and when it was time to eat, they were still reluctant to part, saying they would play again after eating, as some people were eager to turn the tables.
There are no fathers and sons at the mahjong table. Yu Chongshan lost a lot of money to his sons that afternoon and clamored that he must win it back today.
Old Yu is indeed a master at managing the family finances. He quickly saw the potential of the mahjong market from his own and his family's addiction, especially as the end of the year approaches and people have more free time, he was sure mahjong would become very popular.
"Fu Guang, could our family make and sell this?"
"Sure, we can also make playing cards, Gomoku, and Ludo, and sell them in our own shops."
"Alright, then Grandfather will benefit from your success. Once we make money, we'll split it 50/50."
A glint of gold flashed in the old man's eyes as he began to plan how to make mahjong tiles using different materials, especially jade, which would fetch a very high price.
"No need for so much. I just offered the idea, 30% will do." She'd invest her technology, do nothing else, and just sit back and wait for dividends. Judging from her grandfather's expression, he was ready to make a big splash; even 30% would be a considerable sum.
Yu Chongshan shook his head. "Thirty percent is too little, forty percent is fine."
He would make up the remaining ten percent for his granddaughter from other sources.
As the Lunar New Year approached, families began exchanging New Year's gifts. On this day when she didn't attend court, Yue Fuguang spent half a day with her mother, Zhang Shi, and felt exhausted.
Physically and mentally exhausted, every family has its own customs regarding gift-giving and reciprocating. You have to know what to give, what others give you, and how to return the favor. There are also distinctions based on the closeness of the relationship and the rank of the men in the family.
Her mother, Zhang, handled it with ease, leaving Yue Fuguang dizzy and confused. She was indeed not suited for this kind of work, and her reliance on her parents for support proved once again to be the right thing to do.
"System, someone like my mother would be a successful person in modern times, a high-ranking official or CEO or something."
Indeed, this not only involved managing the affairs of the household, but also overseeing the shops and estates outside. No wonder the ancients were very careful in choosing their eldest daughter-in-law.
This isn't about choosing a wife, it's about choosing a manager—someone with high emotional intelligence and good management skills.
"It wasn't easy being a woman in ancient times. Once married, you not only needed to be a good manager, but you also had to be able to bear children. No matter how capable you were, if you couldn't give birth to a son, it was all for nothing."
Now that you mention it, I miss modern times even more.
[Then let's try to do it in the modern era for our next mission.]
"You can choose your missions?" Yue Fuguang was pleasantly surprised.
Even if she were to impersonate a deity in ancient times, her quality of life couldn't be much higher than in this era. For example, she couldn't possibly travel by car, could she?
Since you don't want to work but still want to earn points, you have to 'hide' your identity. These futuristic flying and running things are not suitable to be brought out for the time being.
Maybe when she grows up and wants to travel, she can think about it...
Soon, Yue Fuguang discovered a problem: some of the gifts sent to the Yu family for the festival included a portion specifically for her.
Yue Fuguang felt bewildered as she watched the boxes being carried into her warehouse. She didn't understand anything about return gifts!
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