"Well, these are all we need."

Li Shulan explained with a smile, "This little thing is nothing, I will add some food things back in the future, don't worry, I won't let you go hungry in the future." ”

"Great!"

"I'm going to be well fed!"

The two little ones smiled happily.

In their opinion, it is a joy to be able to fill their stomachs.

Su Wenxi saw the heartfelt smiles of his younger siblings, and he couldn't help but think of the things his mother made him think about.

Ginseng sells at a good price, and there is no shortage of money at home for the time being.

Mother's embroidery can also be sold for a good price.

So......

It was busy at noon.

The mother and son were very busy.

Fatty meat is boiled in oil, and pig residue can also be used as a meat dish.

Cooked bones can be preserved for a long time when they are salted, and they can be taken out whenever they want to eat.

"Delicious, delicious!"

Drinking the bone broth in one gulp and biting the big steamed bun in one bite, Su Wenxuan still agreed.

As for the eldest and younger sister, they are buried in hardships and have no time to talk.

Such a delicious broth is definitely the best they have ever drunk in their lives.

Li Shulan smiled faintly.

After lunch.

The family rests separately.

Back to the bedroom.

Li Shulan did not take a lunch break.

Although she got up early this morning and walked back and forth to the market for two hours, she was in good spirits except for some soreness in her legs.

So she sat down at the window.

He took out from his bosom the silver ticket and the broken silver that he had obtained from selling ginseng today.

It is said that ginseng can save lives, and the price is indeed not low.

For thirty years of ginseng, Dr. Chu gave three hundred taels of silver.

This price is not ridiculously high, and being able to sell it at this price in a small country town is due to the kindness of Dr. Chu and his care for the Su family's mother and son.

Two hundred and fifty taels of silver were put into a sachet.

The remaining twenty taels of silver were put into a sachet.

It occurred to me that I hadn't used the ability of Goldfinger today.

Li Shulan took out a piece of broken silver for three taels.

As soon as he clenched his fist, there was an immediate burning sensation in the palm of his hand.

She removed the broken silver, and saw a piece of broken silver appear in the golden cornucopia.

The moment when the silver turned into reality.

Li Shulan's head was dizzy for a moment.

Fortunately, the strange feeling quickly disappeared, and a piece of broken silver appeared in the palm of her hand.

"It seems that it is not possible to reproduce more than three taels of broken silver."

Yesterday I didn't feel dizzy when I copied one or two, but today I copied three taels of broken silver, so it can be seen that this ability is also limited.

It seems that she can't copy more than three taels of silver for the time being, and I don't know if the cornucopia will be upgraded in the future.

Put away your family's money.

Li Shulan took out the fabric, colored thread, and small beads that she bought today......

If you want to sell embroidery at a good price, in addition to exquisite craftsmanship, elegant things are the most sought after, especially those who are more willing to spend this kind of money.

Li Shulan decided to embroider a screen on the table and send it to the embroidery village to test the water.

Embroidered screens and handkerchiefs are not the same level.

Not only is there a gap in craftsmanship, but the embroiderer must be able to design and draw patterns.

Of course, you can ask someone to paint the pattern, or go to the embroidery shop to buy it.

As a master embroiderer, Su Shulan, whether it is a design pattern or a painting pattern, is a trivial matter for her.

She got up and walked out.

"Boss, take out your pen, paper, ink and inkstone for me to use."

"Uh?!!"

Su Wenxi, who was teaching his younger siblings to read and write in the courtyard, was stunned for a moment, then came back to his senses and said, "Mother, wait a while, I'll take it out." ”

"Hmm!"

Li Shulan nodded, "How many pieces of paper are there?" If so, bring me a few. ”

"And a dozen more."

Pen, paper, inkstone is the most important thing for scholars and students, and Su Wenxi is no exception.

He didn't go to school during this time, so he kept what he considered a treasure.

"Take them all out for me, and next time I go to the market, I'll buy you a few pieces of paper."

"Yes, mother!"

Su Wenxi went back to the room to get something.

Li Shulan walked to the two small sides and sat down.

At a glance, a few words were written crookedly on the ground.

"Second child, Rong'er, are you learning the Three Character Classic?"

"Yes, mother, I will memorize the three-character scripture."

Su Wenxuan said triumphantly: "The eldest brother also taught me to write, I can write, and the eldest brother said that I can write well." ”

"Well, that's good."

knows that this kid was personally enlightened by his father and brother, and he didn't go to a private school, so he can be regarded as a literate child.

Li Shulan smiled and encouraged, "Next time I go to the market, I will buy you a set of four treasures of the study, and follow your eldest brother to study hard******** Han smiled and scratched his head, "Mother, you don't need to buy it, I'll just use my eldest brother's." ”

"Your brother's is your brother's, yours' is yours, and it can't be mixed up."

Li Shulan said, "You are eight years old, you should also go to a private school to study, do you want to go to a private school with your eldest brother?" ”

Su Wenxuan was stunned, "Our family is so poor, can we still go to study?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Li Shulan nodded solemnly, "Even if you are poor, you must study, as long as you study hard, no matter how poor and bitter you are, I will also send you to study." ”

"Mother......

His mouth opened slightly, and it took a long time before he made a sound, "You let the eldest brother go to study, my father said that the eldest brother is like him, he is a material who can read, I better forget it." ”

"You all go."

Li Shulan's tone was unmistakable.

Su Qiaorong next to her showed envy on her face.

"In the future, Rong'er will also read and write."

Taking the little guy's expression into view, Li Shulan stroked her little head and said with a smile.

"Mother, I brought it!"

Su Wenxi appeared with something in his arms.

The only thing that can be stored in the house is this small round table made of stone in the courtyard.

Li Shulan motioned for him to put the pen, paper, ink and inkstone in place.

He also commanded, "Boss, sharpen the ink!" ”

"Mother, what are you going to do?"

Su Qiaorong asked curiously, "Is it to teach us to read?" ”

Not only her, but the two Su Wenxi brothers were also curious.

Neither brother nor sister had ever seen their mother use pen and paper.

"Draw a few mockups."

Li Shulan picked up the brush and responded with a smile.

The three brothers and sisters were surprised when they heard this.

Su Wenxuan blurted out, "Mother, do you still know how to paint?" ”

"How do you know I can't draw?"

Li Shulan raised her eyebrows at him, "I know a lot of things, you didn't have a chance to know before." ”

"Hee-hee-hee......"

"Mother, that's amazing!"

The second child smirked, and Xiao Rong'er cheered.

Su Wenxi's eyes flickered, and he smiled silently.

Li Shulan lifted the pen and meditated......

Under the watchful eyes of the little ones, she began to write.

With a sharp pen hook, swift and fast, with dry thick ink more and slightly thicker, with thin branches and slightly bent.

The branches are long, short, curved and straight.

The flower has five petals, and five small circles are circled, all of which are painted with light ink.

A painting slowly unfolds.

……

Perhaps, the two little ones don't realize anything.

Su Wenxi, who has been studying in a private school for several years, was shocked by his mother's hand-painting skills.

He had never seen the masterpieces of Danqing masters, but the painting in front of him gave him a vivid impression of jumping on the page.

It's a pity that there is no paint at home, so I can't color this plum blossom picture.

He believed that if the painting was dyed, it would be even better.