Jiang Zhiluo sat on the stool, looking at the wheat on the dustpan, thinking about things.

After Mrs. Cui finished cleaning up, she hurried over and said, "Zhiluo, if you need to do anything else, just tell mother and she will do it. It's cold outside, so please go inside and warm yourself up."

Although spring has arrived, it is still cold at night.

My family didn't have the resources to buy cloth to make clothes, so what everyone wore was relatively thin.

Mrs. Cui was worried that Jiang Zhiluo was freezing.

Jiang Zhiluo has wood-type powers. Even though it is still very weak, she can still keep warm, so she doesn't feel cold even when she stays in the yard.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that having a good mother-in-law was very important.

She smiled and said: "Mom, it's okay. I was thinking that I would take the brown sugar to the town tomorrow morning and sell it to see the effect."

"If it works well, I should be able to earn dozens of pennies a day."

"In this case, I think we will continue to do the brown sugar business."

Mrs. Cui knew as soon as she heard this that Zhi Luo had rules and ideas in mind.

Not to mention dozens of pennies a day, Mrs. Cui felt very excited just thinking about it.

She knew that the price of brown sugar was two cents per piece. If all the brown sugar was sold, even if it was cheaper, it would only be about fifty cents. For thirty days a month, it would be about fifteen hundred cents.

One tael is a lot of silver.

If the Duke's palace is still in good condition now, and he has not been convicted at all, one tael of silver will not be able to get into the eyes of Mrs. Cui at all.

But now there is no longer Cui Guogong's mansion. In the village, they are even reluctant to eat white flour and often don't have enough to eat. She has realized how much one tael of silver means.

Ordinary farmers may not be able to save even one tael of silver in their hands after working hard for a whole year.

Not to mention a month, that's twelve taels of silver per year.

That way, the whole family can afford to eat white flour and feel full.

At this time, for Mrs. Cui, food and clothing are her first thoughts.

Because only those who have enough to eat can survive.

Mrs. Cui excitedly held Jiang Zhiluo's hand and said, "Zhiluo, I know you are capable, so I will listen to you and arrange whatever you say."

"After breakfast tomorrow, Mom will accompany you to set up a stall."

Mrs. Cui thought that she could help her daughter-in-law from time to time. With her as an old woman protecting her, no one dared to bully Zhi Luo.

Seeing Mrs. Cui supporting her, Jiang Zhiluo was also happy and said: "Mom, if everything can be sold, we will make more brown sugar later and buy some beets in the village."

Mrs. Cui nodded and said, "Okay, just leave this to me. I have become familiar with the villagers over the past year. If we go to their homes to buy beets, they will definitely be happy."

"Last winter, every household also harvested a lot of beets. Just like cabbage and radishes, we couldn't eat that much. Naturally, we wanted to sell some to supplement household income. But these vegetables are grown by every household and cannot be sold at stalls. If we buy them,

They don't need to set up a stall to sell, they can sell at their doorstep, so they are naturally willing to sell to us."

Mrs. Cui still knows the market conditions in the village.

And if you know that they come to buy beets, you will probably be very happy.

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Then we will charge it according to the market price, one penny per catty."

"It will definitely be collected."

The two people discussed for a while and then entered the house.

When Jiang Zhiluo entered the house after taking a bath, she saw Cui Hejin reading a book with a pine oil candle lit.

The dim yellow lights in the house swayed, giving the Tudor room a warm feeling.

Jiang Zhiluo wiped her hair and sat down at the table.

This way, with the light on, she can do something.

However, being so close, Jiang Zhiluo could vaguely smell the faint scent of ink on his body.

Jiang Zhiluo took a piece of paper and used a charcoal pen to draw building blocks and toys on it.

Her father can do such simple carpentry work, so it should be easier to build this kind of building block toy.

Her parents were so kind to her younger brothers and sisters, and she wanted to do something.

Teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him to fish.

It’s better to find a way for parents to get some skills and make some money.

Bellows were troublesome to make, and her father might not be able to make one in a day.

But things like building blocks are simple, and you can make several sets in a day.

Moreover, she went to the town to inspect the market and knew that many people were willing to give up some expensive things when buying things for their children.

And there are too few toys on the market, unlike in the technological age where there are all kinds of toys.

Many children have nothing to play with, so they just play some games on the street.

She believes that if the building blocks are made, they will be more popular.

Thinking about this, she began to draw building blocks on paper.

While Cui Hejin was writing silently on the paper, he looked at the pine oil candle on the table. Under the light of the candle, there seemed to be a clear light flowing in his eyes.

When he looked at Jiang Zhiluo again, he naturally noticed what she had drawn on the paper.

The table is really too small and it is easy to see.

He looked slightly shocked.

He had never seen this method of painting.

Cui Hejin's hand holding the brush froze slightly, and after a pause, he slowly put the brush down, and then looked sideways at Jiang Zhiluo.

The two have been married for four days, but Cui Hejin has never seriously looked at his little wife.

At this moment, he discovered that she felt different from what he had in mind.

It's not like he's illiterate.

When she was painting, she looked serious and focused, giving her a different kind of aura.

After thinking for a while, Cui Hejin's expression became condensed, as if he was suspicious of something.

Jiang Zhiluo was so busy thinking about how to make money in business and how to let her parents have a craft to make money that she didn't even notice the change in Cui Hejin's expression.

While she was writing and drawing, Cui Hejin suddenly said Qingrun: "I will go to town tomorrow."

Jiang Zhiluo was stunned when she heard Cui Hejin's voice.

She slightly raised her head to look at Cui Hejin, but suddenly she met his beautiful and deep eyes. There seemed to be a bewitching look in them, which made her skip a beat.

This man is truly a monster!

Jiang Zhiluo turned her gaze away slightly, nodded and said, "Well, I will also set up a stall with my mother to sell brown sugar tomorrow morning."

As she said that, Jiang Zhiluo seemed to have thought of something, took out 20 cents from her pocket and said, "Here you go, if you can't come back at noon, remember to buy something to eat in the town, don't go hungry."

Jiang Zhiluo put the few hundred pennies left over from her previous shopping in the space.

The space can be better stored.

It is also convenient to take out.

Cui Hejin thought Jiang Zhiluo would ask him what he was doing in the town, but she didn't ask.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that since Cui Hejin said that before, then she would do her duty as a wife, and she would not interfere with anything else.

"No, this is your money."
Chapter completed!