Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 403 Qingfeng Letter

"Well, since that's not what Mom meant, you and Dad should go learn how to make sweet potato flour from the villagers tomorrow.

We can't waste so many sweet potatoes. We can sell them together after we finish making them. The money can be used to make me some new clothes for the winter. Is my request not too much?" Cuihua's face showed no sign of retreat.

Tian Guilan and Zhao Cunliang looked at Cuihua in shock, their mouths open wide enough to fit an egg.

What? Do I have to humble myself and ask the villagers for instructions on how to make sweet potato noodles?

When I first saw the villagers learning how to make sweet potato noodles from Xiuying, I made a lot of sarcastic comments. Things like, "What's the point of learning this? Can you make a living?" and "What a bunch of fancy tricks. Not doing your job properly."

Now I have to learn this myself, isn't this just slapping myself in the face? But if I think about it carefully, it's better than letting Cuihua slap me in the face.

"Also, the three of you are going to the fields to harvest sweet potatoes starting tomorrow. Collect all the sweet potatoes from the fields. Don't leave any behind. Do you understand?"

Cuihua put her hands on her hips and said to Yaozu, Dafu and Dagui with a stern look.

Yaozu, Dafu, and Dagui nodded their heads like rattles, their faces full of obedience. As long as they didn't get beaten or tied up, this little bit of work was nothing to them.

"As for now, let's go and cook. I want to eat corn cakes again." Cuihua narrowed her eyes slightly and said lazily.

As soon as Cuihua finished speaking, the Zhao family members seemed to have heard the charge horn, and rushed to the kitchen in unison, each of them walking very fast, fearing that if they were a step slower they would upset Cuihua again.

Mr. Chen stayed at Xiuying's house for three full days. During these three days, Xiuying explained to him how sweet potatoes could be made into dried sweet potatoes. The recipe was simple, requiring no elaborate steps or techniques. Most importantly, the food had a unique, sweet, and delicious taste, making it a favorite among the ladies, whether as a snack or a pastry.

The servants brought by Master Chen quickly mastered the essentials of making dried sweet potatoes. After learning, they followed Master Chen back to Chenjiazhuang. This time, they not only had to carefully teach the dried sweet potato making techniques they had learned at Xiuying's house to the servants of Chenjiazhuang, but also had to carefully prepare a gift for Taohua and Chen Zexi's engagement.

Taohua is about to reach marriage age. As the future father-in-law, Mr. Chen knows that the gift cannot be too little or too light. It must be expensive and exquisite enough to show his importance to this marriage and his love for Taohua.

After many days of hard work, Xiuying's servants finally finished harvesting the sweet potatoes. They selected some to keep as seeds for the next year, and processed the remaining large quantities into sweet potato flour.

Xiuying, smiling, holding two rolls of fine fabric steadily in her hands, walked briskly to Aunt Li's house. She had always trusted Aunt Li's craftsmanship.

"This material is really nice. I've never seen such a pattern on it before. Your peach will look beautiful in it."

Aunt Li took the material, her eyes sparkling, and she couldn't help but praise it. She was happy to make clothes for the girls in Xiuying's family. After all, she had watched them grow up, and the clothes grew bigger with them. In the blink of an eye, Taohua was about to reach the age of marriage.

Xiuying said modestly: "Aunt Li, please don't say that. It's because of your good craftsmanship that the girl looks beautiful in the clothes you made. Here are thirty cents. Thank you for your trouble." As she spoke, Xiuying took out a copper coin carefully wrapped in a handkerchief from her pocket and handed it to Aunt Li.

"What are you taking the silver for? Take it back now! If you don't put it away properly, I will be angry."

Aunt Li frowned, feigning anger, and waved her hands in front of her. In the past, Xiuying had always given Aunt Li rice to make clothes for her, but this time she was giving her silver, and Aunt Li felt embarrassed to accept it.

Xiuying stuffed the silver into Aunt Li's hand without saying anything, and said, "Aunt Li, just take it! Look, our lives are getting better now. If I don't take the silver, it would be unreasonable. How can you hire someone to do something and not pay them? If you refuse again, I will really get angry and leave." After saying that, Xiuying deliberately frowned and made a gesture as if she was going to turn around and leave.

Xiuying knew full well that life was getting better for every household now, no longer as difficult as it had been in the past. Everyone had enough to eat, so she couldn't just give people a little food and send them away like she had done before.

If this continues, others may not say anything to your face, but they will definitely have thoughts in their hearts. Over time, the relationship between neighbors will become distant.

Aunt Li finally couldn't refuse any more and had no choice but to accept the money. As she carefully put the money into her pocket, she kept muttering, "Xiuying, you are too polite."

Xiuying was chatting animatedly at Aunt Li's house when Dongmei came running over in a panic.

"Madam, please go back quickly. Master Qingfeng has sent a letter." Dongmei was running out of breath, her eyes showing anxiety and excitement.

"Aunt Li, I won't bother you anymore."

When Xiuying heard that the letter was from Qingfeng, she quickly stood up, said goodbye to Aunt Li in a hurry, and hurried home.

Qingfeng and Li Shenghui have been away for more than a month. According to their itinerary, they should have arrived in the capital.

Great Yanjing City

After a long journey, Yang Qingfeng and Li Shenghui finally settled down in an inconspicuous restaurant in the capital.

"I didn't expect prices in the capital to be so high."

Yang Qingfeng frowned and couldn't help but complain. The palm-sized room in front of him seemed extremely cramped and small. There was only a square table and a bed inside, but such a simple environment actually cost twenty cents a day.

You know, in Qingshui Town, even if you work hard for a month in the city, you will only earn twenty cents.

"Fortunately, we're traveling together. Although this room is expensive, at least we have a place to stay in the capital. Now, I'll have to trouble Brother Shenghui to squeeze in with me on this long bed."

Yang Qingfeng said helplessly as he placed the heavy bundle on the slightly worn square table. Then, he took out a letter of recommendation written by Master Wenyuan for them when they were studying in Qingshui Town.

"Now we'd better hurry up and find Master Bowen of Wenyuan Academy. With Master Wenyuan's letter of recommendation, we can successfully enter Wenyuan Academy and only have to pay twenty cents a month."

Yang Qingfeng looked solemn, with a hint of eagerness and anticipation in his tone. He couldn't wait to enter Wenyuan Academy to study.