Lin Weiming looked at his wife's fingers, which were slightly red from the thimble, and felt a pang of heartache.
That brat has grown so fast lately, he'll probably be taller than me in two years. He also changes his clothes more often, and if they're even a little too small, he can't fit into them anymore.
"Wife!" He reached out and hugged Xuefu's waist, saying with unwavering determination, "I'll find a way to earn more money so that our whole family can buy ready-made clothes from the store in the future, and you won't have to strain your eyes like this!"
"Oh?" Xuefu smiled and her eyes crinkled when she heard his words: "That's great, then I can wear a fur coat too."
"Once I've saved up some money, I'll definitely buy you the prettiest white fox fur coat first! Your fur is so white, it'll definitely look good on you." Lin Weiming shamelessly rested his head on his wife's soft body.
Hearing her parents' conversation, Lin Wanyue realized that she needed to save more money and couldn't keep spending all the money she received from fortune telling on delicious food!
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The weather is gradually getting cooler now, and it's no longer as scorching hot as before. In a few months, winter will arrive, and it will be even more difficult to make autumn and winter clothes.
Lin Wanyue didn't want her mother to work hard making clothes every day, as it was too tiring. Besides, there wasn't even a sewing machine at the time, so Xuefu's soft hands had to sew everything without needles or thread.
However, Lin Wanyue was also well aware that the money she could earn by fortune telling was limited, and she still needed to find a way to make more money for the family shop.
Lin Wanyue's little head was spinning, and countless ideas popped into her mind, but they all vanished one by one.
Thinking of the hot pot she secretly ate when she went back to the village, Lin Wanyue felt a little hungry. If her family could open a hot pot restaurant, wouldn't she be able to have delicious hot pot every day?
However, the idea of a hot pot restaurant was rejected by Lin Wanyue herself as soon as it came to mind.
The reason is simple.
Because the Lin Family Restaurant is too small, even with the small courtyard behind it, there isn't enough room to set up two tables, making it absolutely impossible to serve hot pot.
This means that people who come to Lin's restaurant to buy food can only choose to take it away.
Lin Wanyue told Little Pink Butterfly about her troubles.
"You mean that hot pot we had last time? It was really delicious." Little Pink Butterfly also lingered on the memory of that hot pot, licking her lips.
“Right, right?” Lin Wanyue nodded: “But the shop at home is too small. There’s not even enough space to put a big table. There’s definitely no way to open a hot pot restaurant.”
"In that case, how about we buy a bigger shop?" Little Pink Butterfly blinked and said.
"I'm afraid that won't work; we don't have that much money at home right now," Lin Wanyue shook her head and refused.
The Lin family had already emptied their savings to buy this shop, and they only managed to get it at a cheap price by finding a bargain.
Although I have saved up some money, it would take more than a few dozen taels of silver to buy other, larger shops on the street.
Lin Wanyue thought about the things in her villa. Actually, there were other solutions, but none of them were easy to take out.
So she could only continue to rack her brains thinking about other things she liked to eat.
After a few rain showers, the weather gradually became cooler.
Liang Xin still wears a hat on his head, but every time he gets home, he remembers to throw the hat aside and look in the mirror first.
I saw in the mirror that my hair had grown much longer and was standing upright, like a little hedgehog, and it was a bit prickly to the touch.
"Looking at myself like this... I do look a bit like I'm about to explode with anger?" Liang Xin turned around in front of the mirror, feeling quite pleased with himself.
Madam Xia smiled gently: "Now that you love the people like your own children, even if you are furious, it will surely be for the sake of the country and the people."
Hearing such obvious flattery, Liang Xin couldn't help but feel pleased. "That's right! What the little immortal said is indeed true. Although I've been busy these days, I've been eating and sleeping well, and I feel comfortable and happy. My hair is even growing faster! Madam, don't forget what I told you before. You must thank the little immortal properly."
"Please rest assured, sir, I have taken care of everything for the Lin family. A couple of days ago, seeing that the weather was getting cooler, I had someone send over some thick pieces of timber. In a few days, I will have someone send over two baskets of charcoal," Madam Xia replied.
"How can that be!" Liang Xin was still somewhat dissatisfied: "These things cannot be neglected, but the little immortal is still young, so don't forget to send some of those delicate pastries and cakes over from time to time."
"Don't worry, I understand," Madam Xia replied immediately, her opinion of Lin Wanyue rising even higher.
It should be noted that Liang Xin had never been so attentive to officials in the provincial capital or his concubines before, but now he treats Lin Wanyue with the utmost respect, as if she were his own ancestor.
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Presumably because of Liang Xin's instructions, Madam Xia went to buy a food box of pastries that afternoon and sent it to the Lin family.
Liu Junlan and his team had already packed up their stall in the morning and were currently busy in the kitchen preparing sweet potato noodles for tomorrow.
The people sent by Madam Xia spoke politely and didn't allow the Lin family any chance to refuse, so they put the things down.
"Junlan..." After the others left, Lin Xiangwu came out of the ancestral hall, looking at the various pastries in the exquisite food box with some displeasure. "It's enough to have rice to eat on ordinary days. Eating so many pastries is just a waste of food. Besides, that Liang guy is corrupt and accepts bribes. Why are you all following him and accepting his things?"
Liu Junlan rolled her eyes at him and said, "It's one thing if you don't get to eat anything good on a regular basis, but the kids in the family all love pastries. Besides, it's just a box of pastries, how can that be considered embezzlement?"
When Lin Xiangwu saw that Liu Junlan was actually speaking up for Liang Xin, he figured that his old woman must be indebted to him because she was being paid by him, which was why she was helping him.
He put on a stern face. "Isn't it obvious? These pastries are so exquisitely made; they must have cost a fortune! Surely a county magistrate wouldn't know how to cook!"
"You shouldn't meddle in these things!" Liu Junlan shook her head, not wanting to say anything more to him.
Because Madam Xia often sent gifts, Liu Junlan had become quite familiar with her and knew some things about the magistrate's family.
Although in Lin Xiangwu's view, Liang Xin, the county magistrate, was just a minor official of the seventh rank, and not a big deal at all.
But in reality, in the eyes of most ordinary people, let alone the county magistrate Liang Xin, even his gatekeepers were more powerful than ordinary people.
Madam Xia was the daughter of a wealthy merchant. She brought a considerable dowry when she married Liang Xin, and she was also quite skilled in cooking.
After hearing Liu Junlan's explanation, and knowing that the gifts sent by Madam Xia were small in price but full of sentiment, Lin Xiangwu fell silent, which was uncharacteristic of him.
Liu Junlan sighed. This person had never learned any tricks of the trade over the years; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have died a tragic death on the battlefield back then.
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