"I don't know, if we can take over the city, we can make a lot of money."
"Yes, will people let us earn so much money?"
Zhao Dashu was melancholy.
Zhao Xiaoyu was thinking about how to decorate the new shop. This shop didn't need to be fancy. They only planned to sell some dried goods, such as dried meat, dried chicken, Chinese sausage, and some dried goods from the mountains.
Zhao Dashu opened the door of the shop. "This shop may not look big, but its location is excellent. Wife, look, there are a lot of people coming and going here, and it's not far from the restaurant owned by the shopkeeper."
"Dad, who should I ask to look after the shop when it's closed?"
"We have people at home, what do you think about asking them to come to the shop to help? The bills are checked every two weeks. How much did we take and how much is in the shop? There should be no difference between the two ends. What do you think?"
"Dad thought very carefully. He asked the servants at home to select a dozen people, and each of them took turns to do the job for half a month."
“Why choose so many people?”
"If we have one store, we will have a second one, a third one, and we will cultivate them first."
“Can we keep all these shops?”
Dad is a little frightened now.
"Let's open one first to test the waters. Dad, should we buy some dry goods?"
"Well, every household in the village has dried vegetables and mushrooms. Let's collect a hundred pounds and see if they can be sold. We want to sell chicken or meat."
Zhao Dashu discussed with his daughter how to decorate the shop. After he had an idea in mind, he did not go to find the foreman. "It's still early now, I'll take you for a look."
Song was in no mood. She was not afraid of losing her family's resources, but she was worried about her daughter. If her daughter could not be kept for so long, would she suspect them?
"Go home."
Seeing his wife looking listless, Zhao Dashu also lost his mood.
"Mom and Dad, don't worry. There must be a way out of the mountain. Everyone knows it even if we don't tell them. We just store it in the cellar. Maybe our cellar is different from others, right? I'll make some ice for you when we get home."
"I hope so."
On the way, Zhao Xiaoyu saw people working in the fields and asked, "Dad, hasn't the spring ploughing started yet?"
"Who said you don't have to work before you start? Now we have to tidy up the fields and loosen the soil. How long have you forgotten all the farm work? Come with me to the fields today and reminisce."
Song patted Zhao Dashu on the shoulder and said, "Your daughters have only lived a comfortable life for two days. Why are you taking them to the fields? You haven't done farm work for a long time. If you want to do some farm work, go do it yourself." So what if her two daughters don't work? Girls should be pampered.
Forgot how to work? Zhao Xiaoyu: Well, she accidentally said it.
"What am I doing? I used to have my waist almost broken from transplanting rice every time, but now my waist hurts just thinking about it. I think my second brother and his wife are really good, they are still energetic after doing so much work. I went to the old house to check if they had any work done yesterday, and their trouser legs were all covered in mud, so they must have been working in the fields this morning."
"You think they really want to do it, but there's nothing they can do. Dad, when we went over yesterday, it seemed that the clothes of the two cousins were clean. Now they don't go to school and don't work in the fields." Zhao Xiaoyu was curious. Second uncle didn't seem like the kind of person who doted on his children. Before the family split up, the two of them would occasionally go to the fields to work.
"I don't know. I don't care."
Zhao Xiaoyu looked at the people in the fields ahead, thinking...
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