After time travel, my best friend and I exchanged supplies and became a rich woman

As soon as she returned to the embroidery workshop, Chen Dongyue announced that she was going to buy round fans and sell them, and she and Song Bufan became the heads of the Song clan.

The originally bustling dining hall was completely quiet.

Even Song Zhigang, who had been giggling and rolling on the ground, lay quietly at Jun Lan's feet, tilting his head and looking at Chen Dongyue.

What's going on? Is this? ! The patriarch said he would do it right away? So careless?

"No," Song Yang was the first to ask, "The clan leader has become the clan leader now? I haven't heard of it before... Can Song Changnian be willing?!"

Hearing Song Yang's question, Li Xiucai's first reaction was, "Dongyue, you won't beat people up, right?"

"How is it possible~~" Chen Dongyue rolled her eyes at Li Xiucai, "How can I, a weak woman, fight and kill?"

After finishing speaking, she looked at the table in front of her. One of the dowels on the corner of the table was slightly protruding, so she wanted to pat it down with her hand.

Unexpectedly, the table was already quite old. When Chen Dongyue slapped it with her paw, the dowels were knocked off, but the table also... made a loud crash and fell apart in an instant.

The table is gone.

"Weak woman~!" Li Xiucai couldn't help but pointed at the table on the floor and asked Chen Dongyue, "You call this a weak woman?!"

"Then it's true that this table is no longer good," Da Dunzi was willing to speak for Chen Dongyue, "Every time I sit on this table to eat, I'm afraid that it will fall apart.

Let me tell you~~~it’s better to leave the table early. It would be really annoying if the table collapsed again after a large table full of dishes was placed. "

At this time, Song Haopo sighed and stood up from the bench, "Fortunately, our food hasn't been served yet, otherwise it would have been wasted. Hey... forget it, let's eat first Come on. Ayun, come with me to serve the food."

The little old lady was afraid that if she stayed here any longer, she would not be able to help saying a few words about Chen Dongyue.

But now that Chen Dongyue was so strong and the talkative one in the family, the little old lady felt that she had better stay away, lest she collided with the female warrior and be ruined.

When Song Bufan heard what Song Haopo said, he stood up from the bench and said with a smile that he wanted to go home for dinner.

"Master, please eat here." Song Yang said politely.

"That's okay." Song Bufan smiled and sat down again, "After dinner later, Song Yang, I still have to think over the rules of our Qingshan Handicraft Workshop with you."

"Qingshan Handicraft Workshop?" Song Yang raised his eyebrows, "Does it even have a famous name?"

"Isn't that right?" Song Bufan smiled brightly, "It's Dongyue's property anyway, so the name we give it must be the same as the embroidery workshop, right?"

"That's right~" Song Yang nodded, then shook his head, "But I always feel like there's something wrong with this."

Jun Lan, who had been squatting at the door playing with the dog, said slowly: "I don't know which one is so heartless as to buy round fans in the twelfth lunar month~~~Mother, are you sure the handicraft workshop can have business?"

Yes!

Song Yang suddenly realized, "Yes, it would be appropriate to sell some heating products at this time, right?"

"Heating?" Chen Dongyue raised an eyebrow, "Do we have wool to sell or bear skins to sell? Anyway, this is the only business I can think of.

Of course, if selling round fans is not suitable, we can also sell some small lanterns made of rattan, or small baskets for holding fruits~~~ It’s all fine. Anyway, we can adapt to changes. "

"If you ask me, these are not easy to sell." Li Xiucai was not very confident about Chen Dongyue's new business. "Who has spare money to buy these useless things at this time?"

But Dadunzi didn’t think so, “People who don’t buy these things now won’t buy them when the years are good.

Buying and selling something of little use~~~In fact, it doesn’t have much to do with the year. "

"Look~~" Chen Dongyue pointed at Dadunzi and said: "After all, he is the son of a landlord, and he still understands the thoughts of the rich. Not bad, Dadunzi has a good brain."

"That's not bad." Li Xiucai rolled his eyes, "Jun Lan can read more than him~~~ I don't understand why, when writing the same character, other people just write it one stroke at a time. A stroke is a stroke.

But every time Dadunzi writes, it's like tracing flowers~~~ It seems that there is no such thing as strokes in this world. "

"Oh?" Chen Dongyue suddenly thought of something, "Dunzi, show me what you wrote."

"Let's see after dinner!" Song Haopo came into the dining hall carrying a large bowl of vegetables and rice. She looked at the tables on the floor and asked, "How about you just hold this dinner in your hands and eat it?" ?”

Everyone raised their hands in agreement.

In their eyes, the way of eating is not important, only the food in the stomach is important!

Today, Li Xiucai made braised rice with dried radish, and added some diced sausage that Chen Dongyue got from somewhere.

The dried radish has also been fried in lard, so the rice looks vegetarian, but is full of meaty flavor when eaten.

If Li Xiucai hadn't made only one pot, Dadunzi felt that one person could finish the whole pot.

Chen Dongyue didn't understand, "Dadunzi, I see you are a young master from a wealthy family, but why do I see everything you eat tastes so delicious?

Is this braised rice with dried radish so delicious? You even gave me the basin..."

And it’s even cleaner than Song Zhigang’s!

"To tell you the truth," Da Dunzi put down the rice bowl in his hand embarrassedly, "I don't dare to be so unruly when eating at home. My father is a scholar, so our family has a lot of rules when it comes to eating.

I can't just eat whatever I want. Every day I have food and drinks arranged by the steward, and I can't pick up my own food... In short, although the cost of eating is quite high, I'm definitely not as happy as I am here. "

"With you here, our food expenses are not small!" Song Haopo quickly reminded Da Dunzi.

Dadunzi smiled naively, "I'm rich. When the road is clear, I'll go to the county town and break the banknotes back and forth! Don't worry, Hao Po Song, I won't rely on you for food."

Unexpectedly, Dadunzi was so sincere, which made Song Haopo feel a little embarrassed.

She took away everyone's bowls and chopsticks, and said with an awkward smile that she was not urging Da Dunzi to pay for the meal. The main thing... the main thing... the main thing... she had to wash it anyway. The bowl is gone!

The little old lady is still an honest person after all. When it comes to telling lies, she doesn't even have 10% of Chen Dongyue's skills.

.......

After the meal, Song Bufan took Song Yang to talk about the details of the handicraft workshop.

Chen Dongyue followed Li Xiucai to the east courtyard.

She wanted to see how bad Dadunzi's studies were.

However, it didn't matter if she didn't look at it. When she looked at it...she saw something interesting.

"Look," Li Xiucai spread out the handwriting written by Song Yang and the others in front of Chen Dongyue, "Although Song Yang and Song Yun are not very good at writing, right? But if you study every day, you will always make progress.

But Dadunzi... look, he can even write a few simple words now, and this painting is all in bulk. "

Chen Dongyue picked up the words written by Da Dunzi, looked at them carefully, and then turned around and asked Da Dunzi, "How did you do it, write a word wrong and write it in such fragments?"

"I don't know either," Dadunzi lowered his head, feeling very depressed, "The strokes Li Xiucai mentioned, in my opinion, are like talismans. Each of these characters looks like a talisman~ ~~"

"Ah, yes, yes, these are reminders from the gentleman who taught you how to read." Li Xiucai added.

Chen Dongyue asked Dadunzi again, "So in your opinion, these words have no rules at all when they are written?"

"No~~" Da Dunzi shook his head, "I can't remember the stroke order at all... I can recognize some words, but if I have to write them myself, I can't figure out how to put them down."

"I understand." Chen Dongyue nodded to Da Dunzi, "I shouldn't blame you for your unfamiliar problems."

"Do you blame me?" Li Xiucai pointed to his nose, "Dongyue, you have to speak with your conscience..."

"Did you tell me?" Chen Dongyue frowned and looked at Li Xiucai, "Li Xiucai, you are not bad, but you are too talkative! Can you listen to what I have to say?"

Seeing Chen Dongyue's displeasure, Li Xiucai quickly made a "please" gesture, indicating that Chen Dongyue would speak first.