Grandma Jiang and Uncle Jiang were the first to notice Jiang Wanwan.
So the mother and son racked their brains trying to figure out how to flatter Jiang Wanwan and make their presence known to her.
For the first time ever, Zhu took the initiative to do the kitchen work so that Jiang Wanwan could rest more.
Lunch was ready quickly.
Looking at the pork rib, pork tripe, and white radish soup, a large bowl of stir-fried eggs with chives, a large bowl of glistening green vegetables, and a large pot of fragrant and soft rice on the table, the Jiang family couldn't help but swallow hard.
Even though they had eaten such good food for many days, the Jiang family still felt like they were dreaming.
Grandma Jiang sat in her seat, picked up the bowl in front of her, took a sip of soup, and squinted her eyes happily. She sighed, "Sometimes I think this is a dream. Rice and pork every meal, even rich families don't dare to eat like this. I never thought our Jiang family could live such a life."
“Who says otherwise? We owe it all to Wan’er. If it weren’t for her, our family would still be eating coarse food,” said Uncle Jiang.
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The meal was finished amidst everyone's praise.
Jiang Wanwan put down her chopsticks and looked at everyone, saying, "We still need more mugwort and elm bark, so we'll have to trouble you all to continue going up the mountain to cut them down. In a little while, my father and I will go to town to buy some mugwort and elm wood granules."
"Wan'er, haven't we already cut down so much mugwort and elm bark? Why do we still need to spend money to buy more in town?" Grandma Jiang felt extremely distressed at the thought of spending money.
Moreover, things like mugwort and elm wood powder are readily available in the mountains and easy to obtain, so she felt it was unnecessary to waste money on them.
Jiang Wanwan patiently explained, "Grandma, the mugwort we just picked needs to be dried for two or three days before we can use it. Instead of waiting, we might as well just go to the pharmacy to buy it."
The mugwort and elm wood powder in the pharmacy aren't expensive; mugwort only costs one copper coin per pound, so it won't cost much. Selling a few more rolls of mosquito coils will make us break even. If we delay for three days, we'll lose several taels of silver."
"A few taels of silver!" Old Mrs. Jiang's eyes widened.
She thought that earning a few dozen coins a day selling mosquito coils was already a lot, but her beloved granddaughter said that she could earn several taels of silver in three days!
"Then what are we waiting for? Eldest granddaughter, hurry up and go to town with your father to buy it. Do you have any money? If not, Grandma has a few hundred coins. Take them and buy the materials first." Grandma Jiang urged anxiously.
Grandma Jiang was a sensible old lady who knew the principle that "if you want a horse to run, you have to feed it grass."
"Granddaughter, don't worry about things at home. We'll continue going up the mountain to cut mugwort and elm bark in a little while. You and your father should hurry and buy them!" Grandma Jiang urged the father and daughter to go to town in a great hurry.
Jiang Jialin drove the oxcart, with Jiang Wanwan in tow, and they leisurely made their way to town.
Jiang Wanwan thought about how she would later use the online store to cheat and buy materials such as charcoal and elm wood adhesive. She thought for a long time before she came up with a reason.
"Father, in order to prevent others from easily knowing the materials used to make mosquito coils, we will have to split up in two. You will carry a basket to various pharmacies to buy mugwort, while I will drive an oxcart to buy charcoal and other materials."
Jiang Jialin thought his daughter's consideration was very thoughtful, "Okay, we'll do it your way!"
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