Old Jiang's family members became unusually excited, each sharing the thoughts that had surfaced in their minds the previous night.
And so, in an excited and harmonious atmosphere, everyone finished their breakfast.
At this moment, the sky was just beginning to brighten.
The Jiang family members began to split up and take action.
The cheapskate father left Jiang He and Jiang Hu at home to help make mosquito coils. As for Uncle Jiang, Madam Hu, Madam Lu, and others, they carried baskets on their backs and took wood-chopping knives up the mountain to continue cutting mosquito coils and elm bark to take home.
Uncle Jiang walked up to Jiang Wanwan and asked expectantly, "Wanwan, when are we going to town to sell mosquito coils?"
"Second Uncle, please calm down. We're not going to sell food, so we don't need to be this early. We just need to arrive in town around 9 a.m., when there are the most people, which is perfect for selling mosquito coils," Jiang Wanwan said.
Uncle Jiang nodded, "My niece is right."
Cheap Dad and Jiang He Jiang Hu have already started making mosquito coils.
The raw materials for making mosquito coils were kept in her room.
Jiang Wanwan led Jiang He and Jiang Hu into the house and moved the necessary materials, such as charcoal and realgar, to the yard.
Lay all the materials out in a row, and Jiang Wanwan directs Jiang He and Jiang Hu to put the charcoal and mugwort into the stone mortar and crush them.
Jiang Wanwan was cautious. To prevent someone from being foolish or having their job poached from her, she only told her cheap father the proportions of the ingredients for making mosquito coils.
The rest of the Jiang family members didn't even know what the mosquito coils were made of.
The cheap dad strongly agreed with Jiang Wanwan's approach.
At this time, it was still quite a while before they reached the town. Jiang Wanwan, Uncle Jiang, and Jiang Xun also joined in making mosquito coils.
She and her adoptive father were responsible for weighing each ingredient and kneading them into mosquito coil balls. Meanwhile, Uncle Jiang and Jiang Xun were responsible for using bamboo tubes to squeeze the mosquito coil balls into strips and coiling them into the shape typical of modern mosquito coils.
About an hour passed, and with the combined efforts of the six people, the mosquito coils were being made very quickly. In just two hours, they had made over a thousand coils, much faster than she had done the day before.
It was already 8:15 AM.
She, along with Uncle Jiang and Jiang Xun, were preparing to go to town to sell mosquito coils.
Uncle Jiang had already led the cow to the door of the house from the cowshed in the backyard, and then skillfully began to harness the oxcart.
Jiang Wanwan and Jiang Xun went into the kitchen and carried the mosquito coils that were on the stove onto the oxcart.
Worried that fog or sudden rain might wet the mosquito coils, the siblings found two buckets with lids and carefully placed the mosquito coils inside.
Uncle Jiang used two hemp ropes to tie two wooden buckets to the oxcart to prevent the mosquito coils from breaking due to the bumpy ride.
"Wanwan, are you all ready? Let's set off." Uncle Jiang sat on the carriage shaft, looking at Jiang Wanwan with excitement.
We're just waiting for Jiang Wanwan's order to set off.
"Wait a minute, there are still some things I haven't taken." Jiang Wanwan turned around and ran back into the house.
A short while later, she came running out again, carrying a bamboo basket.
She boarded the oxcart and gave the order, "Alright, Second Uncle, we can set off now."
"Alright! Sit tight." Uncle Jiang flicked the reins, and the oxcart slowly started moving.
The cheap father and Jiang He and Jiang Hu stood at the gate of the courtyard, watching the three of them leave.
Jiang He watched the oxcart slowly drive away with concern and said uncertainly, "Will our mosquito coils sell well?"
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