"Hmm, I don't know either. We'll see when the time comes." Yun Zhourong was also looking forward to it.
However, what she really wanted to know was whether Ji Minxiu could come and spend the New Year with them this year.
This is the first New Year she's spent with Ji Minxiu since they met, making it very special. She wants to spend it with him; she would be very disappointed if they couldn't.
Afterwards, the group wandered around the town for a while and finally found a shop that sold fireworks and firecrackers, only to be told that due to transportation difficulties caused by the cold weather, they had no goods to deliver.
If you want to, you might have to go to the county town to take a look.
However, the county town is too far away from here, so that definitely won't work.
In the end, the group could only go to buy pork and cabbage, but they couldn't find either of those.
"With this weather this year, it's impossible to grow vegetables, so where will we get food? Raising pigs is even more impossible, and people aren't even getting enough to eat."
When the townspeople heard their inquiries, they all shook their heads and sighed, "Where did you come from, you rich and noble people? In this day and age, you certainly won't be able to celebrate the New Year."
Upon hearing this, the second wife and her group suddenly fell silent.
Yes, because of Ji Minxiu's protection, they lived a very comfortable life, except for having to walk every day.
He ate well, slept well, and even gained a lot of weight compared to before his exile.
So much so that they forget how difficult the year is, and where would they find the energy to celebrate the New Year?
After hastily apologizing to the person they had asked for directions, the group returned to the inn with heavy hearts.
"Shall we celebrate the New Year again?" the old lady asked softly in the room.
"How about we just stop?"
Finally, Yun Hongcheng spoke up, "Everyone is suffering. If we are the only ones living a good life here, we will really feel bad."
"Okay, then we won't celebrate the New Year." In the end, everyone unanimously decided to skip the New Year celebrations.
"However, I was thinking about whether I could do something to help the villagers."
At this moment, Yun Zhourong said, "We're not celebrating the New Year, and it's impractical to give everyone dumplings, but it would be possible to help write Spring Festival couplets."
“Yes, let’s go to town tomorrow and write Spring Festival couplets for the people free of charge.” The whole family unanimously agreed with Yun Zhourong’s idea.
Having made her decision, Yun Zhourong went into her spatial storage and retrieved the red paper.
This red paper was specially prepared by Ji Minxiu, mainly for leaving a message when delivering grain.
I've stockpiled a lot; after cutting them up, it'll be enough to write Spring Festival couplets.
So, after lunch, the family got busy in the room, cutting out the red paper.
"The Snow Fairy's things are really useful. These scissors are small and sharp, so convenient."
As they cut the paper, everyone sighed again upon seeing the scissors Yun Zhourong took out.
After all, the scissors of the Dasheng Dynasty did not have those two rings; the grip was made of two straight iron bars, which made them very inconvenient to operate.
“These scissors are easy to make. I think once we get to Qiongzhou, we can use the blueprints to find a blacksmith and make some money together,” Zhao said after thinking for a moment.
“Mother, I’ve discovered that you have a remarkable business acumen,” Yun Zhourong said.
"Really? Oh dear, I've been so poor since I was exiled that I'm always thinking about making money."
Upon hearing this, Zhao said somewhat embarrassedly, "However, being a merchant is ultimately a lowly path, so it's best not to take this route."
“Mother, there’s nothing shameful about earning a living through your own abilities. Besides, not everyone has the brains to do business. I think those who can become businessmen are all extremely intelligent.”
Yun Zhourong said, "I have never thought that businessmen are bad. If you want to do business in Qiongzhou in the future, I will be the first to support you."
“That’s right, I support it too!” Yun Hongcheng echoed.
"You, a scholar, actually think that doing business is a good thing?" Zhao was quite surprised by Yun Hongcheng's attitude.
"I can't go into the details here, but we all know how important merchants are to the circulation of goods in the whole country. It's just that food is the foundation of survival, so the court emphasizes agriculture and suppresses commerce."
Yun Hongcheng said with a smile, "Otherwise, if everyone goes into business and no one farms, wouldn't we run out of food?"
"So that's how it is."
After listening, Yun Zhourong suddenly realized, "No wonder the threshold for doing business is so high; it's intentionally designed to prevent most people from getting involved!"
"Our Ruanruan is indeed smart; she understands things immediately."
Yun Hongcheng smiled and nodded, then looked at Zhao and said, "So, if you can make the business successful, I will not only not look down on you, but I will also admire you."
"Okay, then... I'll keep this idea in mind and try it out in Qiongzhou." Encouraged by this, Zhao instantly gained confidence.
"To be honest, I think your personality and eloquence are indeed very suitable for being a businessman," Yun Hongcheng said very frankly. "A businessman has to deal with people, and your straightforward and sincere nature is exactly what makes you a natural businessman."
"Alright, alright, stop praising me. I'll feel like I'm floating on air." Zhao couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha…"
Upon hearing this, everyone laughed along, creating a joyful atmosphere.
The next morning, the whole family went to town again.
However, this time, because they were worried that Madam Yun was too old to withstand the cold, they did not let her go.
There were six of them, which was actually enough.
"Do you really offer free help writing Spring Festival couplets here?"
As soon as Yun Zhourong and his group set up their stall, it immediately attracted a large crowd of onlookers.
“That’s right. You can come up with the content yourselves, or we can help you. We’re just doing this to accumulate some merit,” Yun Zhourong said with a smile.
"Really? Are there still such kind people these days?" However, the people were not very convinced.
"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out by trying," Yun Zhourong said. "There are so many of you, even if I deny it later, I still can't win."
"Indeed, there are only six of them, three of whom are children. They really don't pose much of a threat." Upon hearing this, the people's resolve wavered.
"Then I, this old woman, will give it a try."
After the people watched for a long time, an old woman finally stepped forward and said with tears in her eyes, "I only hope that these Spring Festival couplets can bring joy, let this cold disaster pass quickly, and let the weather warm up."
"good."
Yun Hongcheng nodded, ground the frozen ink again, and began to write.
"Wow, this handwriting is really good."
"Yes, it's even better than what our son's private tutor writes!"
"This gentleman looks like a learned man; he probably wouldn't lie to anyone."
"..."
The onlookers, marveling at Yun Hongcheng's calligraphy, whispered amongst themselves.
"alright."
Soon, Yun Hongcheng finished writing the Spring Festival couplets.
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