The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

"My second wish is, mother, you are not allowed to laugh at me. I just need a few taels of silver."

"Oh, tell me."

"I think I want to start a small business of my own."

Ning Qingmo felt a little nervous after he finished speaking, waiting for his mother's objection.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a few seconds, there was no reply from my mother.

She turned her head and saw Zhou Yue frowning and thinking. Thinking that her mother disagreed, she immediately curled her lips and wanted to cry again.

When Zhou Yue saw his daughter's expression, his heart immediately softened and a smile appeared on his face.

She stroked Qing Mo's head with her hand and smiled, "Tell me about your plan? What business do you want to start?"

“I think that the jewelry that the gentleman sent has some silk and velvet flowers, which look very beautiful to me. I want to learn to make some according to that style with Sister Yang.

Then we take it to the town market and sell it.”

"Oh, have you ever been in business? I'm afraid this alone is not enough."

"Mom, mom - although I have never done business, I can learn. I heard from my grandparents that our Ning family's ancestors were also rich.

My ancestors included great merchants and high-ranking officials.

This is why Grandpa has been supporting Dad’s education. Grandpa’s wish is to restore the glory of our ancestors…”

Thinking of his father like that, and his grandfather who was now paralyzed in bed, Ning Qingmo lowered his voice.

"Oh..." Zhou Yue began to be dazed again.

Qing Mo thought that his words had made his mother think of sad things again, so he quickly said:

"Mom, listen to me. I know that silk and velvet flowers alone are not enough. There are also those little things made by Grandpa and Sister Yang. I think the people in the town are rich and should like them."

"What little thing?" Zhou Yue collected his thoughts and asked with interest.

Ning Qingmo hurriedly lifted the quilt, got off the bed, put on his shoes, and pulled out a box from the corner.

Wiping off the thin layer of dirt on top, she opened the box.

Wow, a box full of wooden things.

Ning Qingmo moved the bottom of the box and poured out everything inside onto the ground.

Ning Yangmo, who was lying on the kang, had woken up a long time ago. She was eavesdropping on the conversation between her mother and her elder sister.

At this moment, she saw her elder sister violently pouring out her beloved things. She could no longer pretend to be asleep and could not help but say:

"Eldest sister, please go slowly, don't break it."

Ning Qingmo said indifferently:

"It's okay. If it breaks, you and Grandpa are here. Can't we just fix it?"

Then she picked up the things on the ground and showed them to Zhou Yue.

"This is a rattle, this is a carriage, this is a horse, this is a dog, this is a pig..."

Zhou Yue’s eyes suddenly widened. Is he so dexterous?

Not to mention the rattle, just look at the little animals, they are portrayed so lifelike and cute. This is still the original wood color, if they were painted, they would be even more lifelike.

When Yang Mo saw that his mother liked it, he immediately jumped off the kang and counted the things with Qing Mo.

Most of these gadgets are made of wood, but some are made of feathers and stones, and some are new and some are old.

“This wooden puppy was made by my grandfather. I played with it when I was a child, and my brothers and sisters also played with it.

And this, a wooden pony, was probably the last gadget my grandpa made.

Xuan Ge'er has grown up, and since Grandpa broke his leg, he has never done it again..."

For a moment, the two sisters fell silent.

Zhou Yue also felt sad.

"Since you have all these things, you can try to sell them at the market. It's okay even if you don't have any capital, right?"

Zhou Yue couldn't bear it and broke the silence.

"But to make silk and velvet flowers, you need to spend money to buy silk cloth and woolen thread. You also need to set up a stall at the market. I have inquired about it. You need to pay a stall fee at the beginning."

"Oh, I have lived to this age in vain, but I am not as good at business as a little girl like you. I am so ashamed!"

"Mom, can you just give me some money? I don't want much, just three or five taels will do. If that doesn't work, one tael will do. I promise that I will pay you back within a month."

"Well, I was thinking..." Zhou Yue didn't finish her words. Ning Qingmo only heard her "um" and thought she agreed. He immediately came over happily and hugged his mother's neck and acted coquettishly.

Zhou Yue's heart softened a little and he just took it as his agreement.

It is a good thing if children are willing to do something, and there is no need to be afraid even if they fail.

She is still young. Besides, even if she has not discussed it with her mother-in-law Qian, she should have the right to dispose of the fifty taels of silver awarded by the government.

Qing Mo has a hard time getting married, and she was recently betrayed by her own father, so she is in a bad mood. Doing something she likes to do can also help heal her wounds.

There is a saying that goes, if you fail in emotional intelligence, you will succeed in business.

Seeing his elder sister acting like a spoiled child with their mother, Yang Mo immediately became jealous.

She threw herself on them angrily, muttering, "Mother, I, I, I also have a wish, I want to..."

"Little sister, why are you joining in the fun? Go away, mom and I are talking about serious matters."

"I really have a wish, I want to..."

Before she finished, she hesitated again.

She knew the family situation. In the past, she had to support her father's education, and as there were many children in the family, the output from the few acres of land was almost gone after paying taxes and tuition fees.

Fortunately, my grandfather has the skill of carpentry, so he can occasionally take on some furniture and coffin making work during the slack season.

I can earn one or two strings of cash every year.

Yang Mo has admired his grandfather since he was a child. Ever since he could walk, he followed his grandfather and helped him pass tools.

When she was a little older, her grandfather liked her and was very happy. He said she was better than her father and older brother, so he let her help with some simple chores.

Even though my grandfather worked day and night, the family could only barely make ends meet.

Later, my father passed the imperial examination and saved a lot of taxes and labor service, and our life became better.

But my father went to the county to study, and the situation at home was not much better.

Later on, my father asked for less money from home. The family had saved some money, but most of it was spent on my eldest brother's marriage.

I had originally wanted to save money to send my younger brother to school in the county, but at that time my grandfather broke his leg. We spent a lot of money on medical expenses, and he was never able to stand up again.

My grandfather, who was the main earner of the family, has become the main spender, and he feels bad about it.

She felt bad too.

Seeing that her eldest sister could get a few taels of silver from her mother as capital, she became more interested.

She saw that some of her grandfather's tools were already broken, and she also wanted some money to buy some new tools to enrich her grandfather's woodworking tools.

Grandpa would probably be happy to see this.

She can also ask her grandfather to continue teaching her carpentry. She is already fourteen years old and an adult. She also wants to be a carpenter like her grandfather and earn money for her family.

When Zhou Yue heard Yang Mo's idea, he felt warm in his heart and said:

"Mother, it's not that I'm stingy with the money. I actually need it. I want to use it to treat Grandpa's leg disease."

"Ah, mother, grandpa's leg, can it be cured?"

The two girls asked in unison.

"Yes, I, I was injured this time, and I remembered a prescription written in a medical book I had read before, which was specially used to treat external injuries such as short legs and broken arms..."

The original Zhou Yue's father was a scholar, and his family must have had some books. It should be possible to explain everything by blaming him.