I open a small shop to support my family

When the birds were chirping on the branches, the sunlight poured in from the window. Meng Yunshu on the bed felt the dazzling sunlight, frowned tightly, raised his arms habitually to cover his eyes, hummed, and turned to face the Continue to sleep against the wall.

After hanging the curtains, Yu Jinhuai turned around and saw his movements, his eyes softened, he walked over and sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his arms to hug Meng Yunshu's waist, let him lean into his arms, and gently rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, Slowly move to his eyelids, slide along the bridge of the nose to his chin.

There was an itchy feeling on his face, Meng Yunshu stretched out his hand irritably and hit it, but he didn't touch it, the irritating finger moved to his chin, Meng Yunshu frowned, opened his eyes angrily, and bumped into Yu Jinhuai's deep and dark room. In his eyes, he angrily pulled down his disturbing hand.

Meng Yunshu bit it down fiercely, grinding his teeth against his tiger's jaw, and glared at him angrily. Yu Jinhuai knew that he had spared his Qingmeng, and let his movements go.

Ayun was just thundering and raining, don't look at him biting his tiger's mouth, but in fact he was just grinding lightly. Yu Jinhuai pinched the tip of his nose and said, "It's getting late, Ayun, it's time to get up."

Meng Yun was relieved for a while, then raised his eyes and looked out the window, it was really late, it was almost noon.

"Well, that's it." Although he has nothing to do today, he wants to draw the toy's pattern for Yan Xu before leaving, so that when their store opens next month, there will be no worries about having no toys sold.

He also needs to look for recipes and tools for making essential oils. He doesn’t have to worry about manpower for oil extraction. Yu Jinhuai once knew a person who could extract oil when he was on the battlefield. His grandfather’s father doted on his concubine and killed his wife, dividing their family He went out, but fortunately his mother saved a hand and gave the recipe for oil pressing to her son.

His grandfather left Sadland with his wife and settled down in Shanghe Village next door to Cangnan Village. Because the recipe for oil extraction was incomplete, it was only in his father's hands that he figured out how to extract oil.

However, the oil business of the Ye family in Weiping Mansion is deeply rooted, the price of oil in his family is not high, and there are many traders who buy oil from his house, so their family can only do small business to support their family.

A few days ago, Yu Jinhuai had asked someone to bring him a letter. When they go back, if they want to wait until mid-March to visit Yu's house.

When Meng Yunshu asked if he would come, Yu Jinhuai said that he would definitely come, and with his words, Meng Yunshu didn't worry anymore.

He knew a thing or two about how to extract oil, but he had to grope for a while to get the specific method. If Yu Jinhuai's friend was really willing to come and tell him what he knew, maybe he would get a new method of oil extraction.

Yu Jinhuai needed to follow up on the factory's affairs, so after lunch, he took Yu Shan to the suburbs.

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The weather was just right today, and the light in the room was not as good as outside, so Meng Yunshu took his drawing paper and pens and sat in the yard. Yu Zhining's favorite recently is the swing in the yard, and he just sat on it and shook it when he was free.

With Yu Yun watching, Meng Yunshu can draw his own toy patterns with confidence.

Meng Yunshu was thinking about modern toys while drawing, as long as he could think of, he drew them all, and marked the required materials beside them.

The most popular ones have always been plush toys, especially the teddy bears that are the same height as me. They buy the most and the fastest. Meng Yunshu draws bears, cats, and fish with confidence. It's all painted on.

Fortunately, Xia Guo believes that the totem is not a dragon but a unicorn, and Meng Yunshu is not worried that his zodiac dragon will not be sold.

After finishing drawing the twelve zodiac signs, listening to Yu Zhining's laughter on the swing, he turned his head to look over, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind. If he wants to know whether the plush toy will be sold, and whether there is a market, of course, it must be done from a young age. The child has started.

With an idea, Meng Yunshu knew exactly what her needlework was like, and called Yu Yun over, holding the blueprint she had drawn and telling him carefully.

"There's no rush for this, you can do it slowly after we leave, and I'll give you the materials in the evening."

Yu Yun nodded, took the drawing and folded it carefully, then sat back down again and continued to look after Yu Zhining.

"Father, I'll give you some caramel." After Yu Shangxu had been waiting for his father to arrive, he held up the caramel Meng Yunshu gave him and brought it to Yu Yun's eyes, looking at him expectantly.

Yu Yun smiled gratifiedly, picked up a small piece and stuffed it into his mouth, sipped it lightly, his mouth was filled with the sweet taste of sugar, he smoothed Yu Shangxu's hair, and said, "You can eat it too." .”

"Yeah." Seeing that his father had eaten, Yu Shangxu took out a piece and stuffed it into his mouth cherishingly. He, who rarely ate sweets, was captured instantly, and his eyes narrowed happily.

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Meng Yunshu walked to the side of the strawberry field with a bucket of water, picked up the water ladle placed on the ridge, and scooped up a ladle of water to water the strawberry seedlings.

He has done a lot of farm work, and he already knows how much water this piece of land needs.

After watering the strawberries, Meng Yunshu turned to the young tomatoes and osmanthus saplings he had just planted. In order to make essential oils with different floral fragrances, he also planted peonies, chrysanthemums and roses. These flowers will be transplanted in the future.

It is impossible to plant them on the farm all the time. Yu Jinhuai bought a lot of land in the suburbs, and he plans to use the remaining land to grow these flowers.

With the spring water in the farm, I am not afraid that these flowers will not live.

Considering that their business target audience is not limited to women and men, Meng Yunshu plans to make tea and bamboo scented soaps for men.

Putting down the bucket in his hand, he was about to take a break when the wind chime from the commissary rang.

Meng Yunshu yawned, rubbed his face and walked over.

Daoist Mingyue who came, and of course, Daoist Qingfeng also followed behind him.

Seeing him coming out, Taoist Master Mingyue's eyes lit up, and asked, "Do you have a new script?"

"Yes." When Meng Yunshu came to the canteen yesterday, he happened to buy a new book, and now they wanted it, so they took out all of them.

Not long after, there were more than a dozen storybooks on the counter, and Daoist Mingyue and Daoist Qingfeng each held one in their hands, and turned two pages with satisfaction on their faces.

"That's right." Shutting the book together, Taoist Master Mingyue looked at Meng Yunshu, and then asked, "Is there any Dragon Beard Crisp?"

He is aware of the new express delivery model recently launched by the commissary, and he has also placed an order on it. The most bought one is the dragon beard crisp. Of course, he didn't buy it for him, but his Taoist companion.

Because he had finished reading the notebook he bought last time, he was worried about the delivery notebook, so he brought someone to the commissary, just in time to buy some dragon beard crisps to take back.

Meng Yunshu nodded, turned around and fetched Longxu crisps for them, and settled the bill. Seeing that his Huaxia coins had reached [-], Meng Yunshu breathed a sigh of relief, finally not so poor.

Before leaving, thinking about the Wangyoucao she gave to Meng Yunshu, Taoist Master Mingyue comforted the anxious Taoist couple while asking, "How is the Wangyoucao?"

"Flowering."

Hearing this, Daoist Mingyue gave him a surprised look, and left under the urging of Daoist Qingfeng.

What he thinks in his heart is that it seems that the owner of this canteen is good, and Mu Linggen must have a high affinity. If he is in the world of comprehension, he must be sought after by everyone.

It's a pity that Meng Yunshu didn't know what he was thinking. If he knew, he would definitely say that it wasn't that he was strong, but that the farm was too powerful.

After waiting for a while and processing a few orders, Meng Yunshu left the canteen.

He had just appeared in the bedroom when someone knocked on the door of the main room from the outside. Meng Yunshu hurriedly arranged her clothes and walked over to open the door in response.

"Master, Lord Su is here." Yu Yun said standing outside the door.

Meng Yunshu said quickly: "Come in, please, and bring me the milk cake I made at noon."

After a while, Yu Yun came in with Yan Xu.

"Come on, try the milk cake I made today." Meng Yunshu poured him a cup of tea, the bamboo leaves soaked in the teapot, the milk cake was sweet and greasy, and the bamboo leaf tea was just right to relieve the greasy.

"You made it?" Hearing this, Yan Xu became interested, so he sat down quickly and picked up a piece. He tried to take a bite first, his eyes lit up after tasting the sweetness, and he looked at Meng Yunshu in surprise, and then finished eating a few bites With the pastry in his hand, he reached out to the plate again.

There were only eight pieces of milk cakes on the plate, and he ate six pieces by himself. Although Meng Yunshu asked Yu Yun to bring it up for him to eat, he would accumulate food if he ate six pieces in a row.

When his hand reached for the plate again, Meng Yunshu hurriedly grabbed his hand, put the poured tea into his hand, and said helplessly, "Drink tea slowly, don't you feel tired?"

After he mentioned it, Yan Xu felt tired, smiled flatteringly at Meng Yunshu, and took a mouthful of boredom when he picked up the teacup.

"Since you like it, I'll write the recipe for you, and let the cook in your house make it for you when I get home."

Yan Xu nodded happily: "Okay."

Seeing this, Meng Yunshu couldn't help smiling, got up and went into the study next to him, and wrote the prescription for him with a pen.

Yan Xu followed behind him, and asked as he walked, "Why did you put the study here instead of the ear room next door?"

Without raising her head, Meng Yunshu explained, "I'm not in a hurry right now, I'm just starting now, take my time."

"Too."

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In the end, when Yan Xu left, not only Fang Zi with milk cakes, but also the toy patterns drawn by Meng Yunshu in the past two days were taken with him.

Completely forgetting that he came to Yu's mansion to play with Yu Zhining, it was not until he was lying on his favorite soft couch that Yan Xu regretted beating his chest.

He bluntly said that the milk cake was so delicious that he forgot his original intention.

Seeing that it was time to leave Weiping Mansion, Meng Yunshu wanted to see how the decoration of Qingshu Building was going before leaving.

Yu Jinhuai still needed to be told about the factory, so Meng Yunshu had no choice but to take Yu Zhining to Qingshulou alone.

As soon as he reached the door, before he could enter, a familiar voice came from behind: "Boss Meng."

Hearing this familiar voice, Meng Yunshu was stunned for a moment, his heart skipped a beat, and his body stood stiffly in place.

Yu Zhining, who was being held by him, saw that his little uncle was not moving, so he shook Meng Yunshu's arm, grabbed his hem, and said, "Little uncle, that person is calling you."

There were people coming and going on the street, and all kinds of voices mixed together, even so, Meng Yunshu could still identify who the owner of this voice was.

Except for the customers in the commissary, no one met him, Boss Meng.

Just when he was wondering whether to turn around, the owner of that voice said again: "Long time no see, Boss Meng doesn't remember who I am?"