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

After Mrs. Cui cleaned up, she hurriedly came over and said, "Zhiluo, you still need to tell your mother what you need to do, just let your mother do it, it's cold outside, you go into the house to warm up." ”

Although it was already spring, it was still cold at night.

There are no conditions at home to buy cloth to make clothes, and everyone wears relatively thin clothes.

Old Madam Cui was worried that Jiang Zhiluo was freezing.

Jiang Zhiluo has a wood-based ability, even if it is still very weak, it can keep warm, so she doesn't feel cold when she stays in the yard.

Jiang Zhiluo felt that it was still very important to have a good mother-in-law.

She smiled and said, "Mother, it's okay, I'm thinking that tomorrow morning I will take brown sugar to the town to sell it and see how it works." ”

"If it's good, you should be able to earn dozens of dollars a day."

"In that case, I think we'll continue to do the brown sugar business."

As soon as Mrs. Cui heard it, she knew that Zhiluo had a charter and ideas in her heart.

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

She knows the price of brown sugar, a piece can have two yuan, if all those brown sugar are sold, even if it is cheaper, it will be about fifty yuan, a month and thirty days, that is about 1,500 yuan.

A tael of silver.

If the Guogong Mansion is fine now, he has not been convicted at all, and a tael of silver will not be able to enter the eyes of Mrs. Cui at all.

But now there is no Cui Guogong's mansion, in the village, they are reluctant to even eat white flour rice, and they often can't eat enough, she has realized how much a tael of silver means.

Ordinary peasant families may not be able to save a tael of silver in their hands after working all year round.

Not to mention a month, that year is twelve taels of silver.

In that way, the family can eat white flour rice at once, and they can eat to their heart's content.

At this time, for Mrs. Cui, food and clothing are the first thought.

Because only when there is enough food can people live.

Old Madam Cui excitedly held Jiang Zhiluo's hand and said, "Zhiluo, my mother knows that you are a capable person, so my mother will listen to you, and you can arrange it as you say." ”

"Tomorrow I have breakfast, and my mother will accompany you to set up a stall."

Mrs. Cui thought that she could help from time to time with her daughter-in-law, but she, the old woman, was guarding her, and no one dared to bully Zhiluo.

Seeing that Mrs. Cui supported her, Jiang Zhiluo was also happy in her heart, and said: "Mother, if we can sell it, we will have to make more brown sugar when we go back, and we need to buy some beets in the village." ”

Mrs. Cui nodded and said, "Okay, just leave this to me, I have been familiar with the people in the village for more than a year, let's go to their house to buy beets, they will definitely be happy." ”

"Last winter, every household also collected a lot of beets, just like cabbage and radish, everyone can't eat so much, naturally they also want to sell a little to subsidize the family, but these vegetables are planted in every household, and it is not easy to sell them at stalls, if we buy them, they don't have to go to the stalls to sell, they can sell them at the door, and they are naturally willing to sell them to us."

The old lady Cui still knows about the situation in the village.

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

Jiang Zhiluo said: "Then according to the market price, one pound and one penny will be charged." ”

"Then I'll be able to take it."

The two men discussed for a while, and then went into the house.

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

The dim yellow lights in the room flickered, giving the house a little warm feeling.

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

With the lights on, she can do something.

However, 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 a building block toy on it.

Her dad could do this kind of simple carpentry work, and it should be easier to build this kind of building block toy.

Her parents were so kind to her younger siblings that she wanted to do something.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

It's better to find a way to let my father and mother have some skills and make some money.

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

But building blocks are simple, and you can make several pairs a day.

And she went to the town to inspect the market, and also knew that many people are willing to buy things for their children.

And there are too few toys on the market, which are like all kinds of toys in the era of technology.

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

She believes that building blocks should be more popular.

With that in mind, she began to draw blocks on paper.

When Cui Hejin was writing a book on paper, he looked at the pine oil candle on the table, and under the light of the candle, there seemed to be a clear light in his eyes.

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

The table is too small to see.

His expression shook slightly.

He had never seen such a method of painting.

Cui Hejian's hand holding the brush stiffened slightly, paused, he slowly put the pen down, and then looked sideways at Jiang Zhiluo.

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

At this moment, he found that she did not feel the same as he remembered.

It's not that it's illiterate.

When she paints, her expression is serious and focused, and she has a different atmosphere.

After thinking about it for a while, Cui Hejin's expression condensed, as if he had something to suspect.

Jiang Zhiluo's mind was full of thinking about how to make money in business, how to make money with her father and mother, and she didn't notice the change in Cui Hejin's expression at all.

Just as she was writing and drawing, Cui Hejin suddenly said, "I'll go to town tomorrow." ”

Hearing Cui Hejian's voice at first glance, Jiang Zhiluo was stunned.

She looked up at Cui Hejin slightly, but suddenly met his beautiful and deep eyes, which seemed to have a bewitching look, which made her skip a beat.

What a wicked man he is!

Jiang Zhiluo slightly deviated her gaze, nodded and said, "Well, I will also go to the stall with my mother tomorrow morning to sell brown sugar." ”

Saying that, Jiang Zhiluo seemed to think of something, took out twenty yuan from her pocket and said: "Give this to you, if you can't come back at noon, remember to buy something to eat in the town, don't go hungry." ”

Jiang Zhiluo bought things before and put the remaining hundreds of dollars in the space by her.

Space for better storage.

It is also easy to take out.

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

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

"No, it's your money."

Jiang Zhiluo pursed her lips and said, "Do you want to be so clear?" ”