The fierce peasant woman is busy farming

Zhou Yue and Qing Mo hurried out of the house.

"Mom, come quickly, Jundi has started talking."

Xuan Mo yelled.

"What did he say?"

"He recited the third paragraph of the Tao Te Ching: Do not value hard-to-get goods, so that people will not steal. Do not show what is desirable, so that people's hearts will not be disturbed."

"Oh? You taught him?"

"No, I don't know when he learned it. Hehe, this kid is really amazing."

"Jun Mo, recite another passage for me."

But no matter how much everyone tried to persuade him, Jun Mo refused to utter another word.

Maybe everyone's excitement scared him.

Zhou Yue said: "Don't worry, don't force him, he will tell you sooner or later.

Take your time and give him time.

Everyone, go away and do your own thing. "

Zhou Yue returned to the room and continued talking to Qing Mo.

"Mom, tell me, should I not be so ambitious and want to open a store in the county?"

"Oh, no.

However, our home is indeed a bit far from the county.

Why don't we open a shop in town and practice first?"

"Well, I have never officially opened a shop. It is indeed risky to go to the county and spend a lot of money to rent a shop."

"It's not that you can't, it's that we shouldn't take such big steps, let's take it slow.

Just like farming, plant in spring, grow in summer, harvest in autumn and store in winter, the seasons cannot be mixed up.

Crops are slow, and so is business.

The same goes for academic studies, look at Xuan Ge’er.

Xuan Ge'er is talented, hardworking, and now has a good teacher, but he still has to take it slow.

Master Cui said that letting him take the Tongsheng exam at the age of 20 was to lay a good foundation and temper his will.

"Mom, I understand. I will start with a small business, like you said, to accumulate initial wealth."

"My dear daughter, you are so smart, that's what I mean."

"Mom, you are so good now."

Qing Mo threw herself into Zhou Yue's arms and acted coquettishly. Yang Mo just walked in and also threw himself over.

"Mom, sister, I want a hug too."

The mother and her two children rolled on the kang, laughing and joking together.

Then I heard Old Man Ning calling Yang Mo in the yard.

Yang Mo quickly got up from the kang and said:

"Mother, I'm here to ask you to go see the wall of fire."

"It's done? It can't be that soon?"

"No, grandpa wants to know what kind of firewood to burn when the time comes.

He can decide how big the stove should be.”

"Well, it should be mainly burning leaves, straw, etc., just like burning a kang."

"Well, I'll go tell him."

"Wait for me, I'll go with you."

After a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Everyone secretly prepared gifts for Xuan Mo and Jun Mo.

Because the flour needed to bake cakes is different from the flour commonly eaten here.

Therefore, flour needed to be prepared in advance. Zhou Yue took the children to the public mill in the village to grind some flour.

After taking a look around, I found that several mills in the village were occupied. When I asked, I found out that there was a long line of people behind them.

It turned out that after the autumn harvest, everyone was not so busy anymore, and some families had almost eaten up all the grain they had ground previously.

So he hurried to grind the new grain to eat.

But there are only so many mills, and grinding things is very slow, so there are so many people queuing up to use the mill.

Well, it’s really hard to get a place in this team for the time being.

It is said that this situation will continue until next spring before it gets slightly better.

The village raised funds to buy several mills for this purpose, but it was still far from enough.

During the busy farming season, the mill is idle; during the slack farming season, the mill turns from morning to night every day.

Especially around spring, every household needs to use a rice mill to make rice cakes and tofu.

At that time, people really worked hard by burning the midnight oil.

Fortunately, I was able to grind some grain to eat when the mill was not busy, otherwise I would have to grind grain overnight.

While walking back home, Zhou Yue was mesmerized by the lush greenery of Nanshan Mountain.

There is a huge waterfall on the newly purchased mountain land, with water flowing every day.

I don’t know where that water came from.

Anyway, except spring, the water flows rapidly in other seasons.

What a waste! That amount of water is enough to build a small hydropower station.

However, it should be possible to make a water mill.

Of course, Zhou Yue, a liberal arts student, is not good enough, so he has to ask the two science students in the family - Grandpa Ning and Yang Mo - to find a solution.

There is no other option today, so I have to make do with the flour I have.

Fortunately, cakes do not require much flour.

On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zhou Yue and Qian started to get busy early in the morning.

I took out all the mooncakes baked yesterday, wrapped them with the wax paper I bought, and prepared to give them as holiday gifts to relatives and friends later.

Then Zhou Yue beat a lot of eggs and began to beat the egg whites and egg yolks separately.

Add sugar gradually during this period.

Yang Mo also played for a while, then quietly went back to his room to draw the blueprints.

After a while, she took out a piece of paper and showed it to her grandfather.

Mr. Ning's eyes lit up and he took the piece of paper and studied it carefully. The two discussed it together.

Yang Mo took the brush and drew a new one.

Finally, Zhou Yue was called over to watch it together.

When Zhou Yue took a look, he was surprised to find that it was a hand-cranked egg beater.

By using levers and gears and replacing the chopsticks with a bundle, you should be able to get twice the result with half the effort.

The drawing was approved, but it is not used today.

No matter how simple this egg beater is, and no matter how capable Mr. Ning and Yang Mo are in turning decay into magic, it still takes time.

Today's cake still requires a lot of effort.

Besides, today is the birthday of both children, so Zhou Yue plans to make a few more cakes.

Let Master Cui also try this Western pastry.

Soon the first cake was baked. I poured it out to dry and continued to bake the second one.

No cream, then no need for it. Anyway, no one else here knows what a birthday cake looks like.

Although there was no cream to write with or shape, Zhou Yue still dyed the flour liquid with vegetable juice before baking.

Then, on top of the cake batter, I used dyed flour paste to write a few words: Happy Birthday or something like that.

When it was baked, it was really amazing.

The words on it are bright red and look very beautiful.

When she heard that they were going to blow out the candles, Qian went to look for the big red candle that Yuan Mo and Chun Niang bought when they got married.

There were still two complete ones, which Qian gave to Zhou Yue and asked her to use on her child.

"I don't know where this custom comes from. I've never heard of blowing out candles on birthdays."

Qian muttered something to herself, but her body honestly went to find the red wax.

Zhou Yue took the red candle, which was as thick as an adult man’s thumb, and was stunned for a moment.

How do I insert this into the cake?

Forget it, let’s just order it on the table.

Zhou Yue came up with an ingenious idea. He lit the candles, stuck them on the table, and then placed two cakes in front of the candles.

He said to the two children, "Make a wish, make a wish."

Xuan Mo immediately said: "I think..."

"Stop, don't say it out loud, just think about your wish silently in your heart."

Xuan Mo quickly covered his mouth and almost said it out.

Jun Mo was confused and didn't know what making a wish was.

Seeing his brother clasping his hands together in front of his chest and moving his lips slightly, he followed suit.