Yin Lan didn't hide anything anymore, "I made some food to sell in the city and bought some grain. It's just that the weather isn't looking good, so I'm stocking up on more grain."
Widow Ye rolled her eyes inwardly. Could she really make and sell food? She wouldn't believe it even if you beat her to death.
Hearing this, the others were already feeling uneasy. They were also planning to go home and check on their families' situation, and if necessary, they would also stock up on some food.
For a moment, no one cared what food Yin Lan had made or how much money she had made.
Because in their minds, they thought it was nothing more than some wild vegetable cakes and the like, which wouldn't sell for much money.
The grain purchases were made thanks to Chen Yourun's allowance.
After Yin Lan finished speaking, she left. In any case, all she needed to do was to pass the items through the main road.
Zhao Dashan was relieved that the women hadn't asked too many questions. If they had known that his wife could earn dozens of coins a day, and that a single stone could sell for four taels of silver—four taels! If the weather got warmer and she made more food, selling it for forty, fifty, or sixty yuan a day, that would be several hundred coins a day, their eyes would probably have popped out of their sockets.
His concern was that if his wife was envied, someone would definitely try to pull some tricks or steal his methods.
He needs to keep a closer eye on that little thatched hut over there; Lady Yin is just a woman, and she's easily bullied.
Yin Lan wasn't afraid of this; she dared to speak her mind and wasn't afraid of others copying her.
Moreover, these things are actually quite simple. They can learn them with a little thought, and if they ask for help from higher-ups, Yin Lan will even teach them.
The concept of franchising already exists in modern times.
She can't promote something on a large scale by herself alone.
There is strength in numbers.
At that time, she won't even need to lift a finger to earn money.
Of course, that's a story for later; before she can achieve that, she still has a lot of work to do.
The oxcart took her directly to the door of Yin Lan's small thatched hut. She glanced at the house and saw that it was full of holes and drafty. For the first time, she hoped that Chen Yourun could come back soon and repair the house.
Yin Lan only remembers this person when she needs him.
With neither child at home, Yin Lan glanced around and saw figures moving about in the distant wasteland, presumably weeding.
She doesn't even need to call out.
Erwa had been eyeing his thatched hut the whole time, and when he saw someone in front of the door, his mouth watered.
"elder brother..."
Chen Da Wa saw it too. He's grown up now, so he won't drool like that anymore. He'll swallow his saliva.
They walked away quietly, avoiding Tian Youwei who was weeding on the other side. For some reason, Tian Youwei was helping them weed. Da Wa went to argue with him.
Tian Youwei, however, retorted confidently, "So what if I pulled weeds? Go ahead and report me to the village head."
The two kids didn't want to talk to him anymore.
Like small cannonballs, they rushed directly towards their own houses.
"Mother~"
"Mother~"
The older child's voice was more restrained, while the younger child's voice was filled with the sound of water.
The goods had been unloaded, and the two laborers had returned. Yin Lan immediately ordered, "Move the goods inside."
She won't do things herself if she can just tell the kids what to do.
Looking at the things they bought, the eldest child had already gotten used to their own extravagant spending habits, while the second child only cared about grain and food, and didn't care about money at all.
Looking at the big bag of white rice, white flour, rice container... and clean, brand-new bowls and chopsticks... the two kids were so happy they were practically beaming.
Moving things isn't work at all, it's pure enjoyment.
The two kids carried the rice jar in together; finally, the house had a big new item. Then they poured in the fluffy white rice, listened to the rustling sound, and touched it with their hands—it was the happiest moment in the world.
While the two children were out, Yin Lan secretly added rice she had bought from the system, and no one could tell at all.
In the end, the tank was filled to more than half full.
The white flour was put into a smaller container.
The two jars were placed together. "Brother, our family is going to be landlords!" Erwa said, drooling.
The eldest brother glanced at the naive second brother and lectured his younger brother, "You need another vat of water to become a landlord."
Yin Lan: ......
Two naive kids who've never seen the world.
The brand-new bowls and chopsticks were also placed inside; hmm, it finally looks a bit like a home.
There are no flowers now, but when spring comes, Yinlan can pick some wildflowers to decorate the place. Although life is poor, she can't let her mood be bad.
"Erwa, wipe your drool off." She even brought back some steamed buns.
"Mom, I didn't drool." Erwa pounced on her.
Yin Lan pushed the person away with disdain. Does this kid drool for free? Erwa is the one made of water, he drools non-stop. He's eaten so much meat, but he still drools more and more.
"No buns to eat if you don't wipe it clean."
When Erwa saw the steamed bun in Yin Lan's hand, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
He continued to lunge, but Yin Lan simply picked him up and threw him a little further away.
"Mother, are you disgusted with me?" Erwa protested.
Yin Lan: "No," she denied categorically, then quickly added, "but you are not allowed to touch me."
Second Child: ......
"Once your winter clothes are finished, Erwa, you're not allowed to drool anymore, and you're not allowed to roll around in the fields. If you dare to get your new clothes this dirty, I'll beat you up."
New clothes!
Erwa's eyes shone like stars.
The two children each received half a steamed bun, while Yin Lan enjoyed the whole one by herself.
Parents would save the best food for their children and eat meager meals themselves, but that's impossible with Yin Lan.
She walked to the door and suddenly saw a head pop up not far away. Realizing that Yin Lan had seen him, Tian Youwei stopped hiding and stood up, scratching his head and chuckling foolishly. Envious tears streamed down his cheeks.
Yin Lan: ....
She saw Tian Youwei's hands, with small cuts from the weeds. She had just heard the two children angrily complaining about Tian Youwei pulling weeds for their family without permission.
Yin Lan sighed inwardly.
As she broke off a piece of steamed bun, Tian Youwei walked right over.
Yin Lan handed it to him.
He swallowed it in two bites without even chewing.
Tian Youwei's mother was indeed a bad person, but the child didn't seem to have any bad intentions and had been helping her family with chores. Yin Lan still felt a little guilty about using child labor.
She wanted to break off another piece, but Tian Youwei had already turned and run away with a grin.
Yin Lan was still wondering when she saw him go straight back to the wasteland and work even harder.
Knowing how to repay kindness, this child isn't actually bad. Yin Lan just hopes that he won't learn bad habits from Widow Ye in the future.
How a child grows up often depends on the kind of parents and people they encounter, and their life experiences.
Tian Youwei is tall, strong, and hardworking; he would actually be a good candidate to learn martial arts.
However, those are other people's children, and Yin Lan really can't control them.
"Eldest daughter-in-law..."
As Yin Lan was thinking, she suddenly heard someone calling her name.
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