Author: Mahjong Jun

Pingyang County, Zhao Wenmu’s home.

"You want to sell Monkey King Pill?"

Zhao Wenmu put the prepared Monkey King Pill in a glass jar, lit it with a candle, and dropped melted wax on it to seal it.

"Uh-huh!"

The two little guys nodded wildly.

Monkey King Dan is so delicious!

The most important thing is that no one is selling Monkey King Pill. This thing is a new thing.

Even two little carrot heads, under the influence of Zhao Wenmu, understand the huge communication power and excellent profitability of new things.

Although maltose is also delicious, it is one of the most common candies in this era, and sales are not optimistic.

"The maltose we make can only be sold for thirty or forty yuan a day, making about 20 cents."

Zhang Yuanming said with a bitter face.

Because Zhao Wenmu strictly restricted them to selling outside the school and was not allowed to do business on campus, lest the two boys would not be able to study well.

Letting them make money on their own is to teach them that making money is not easy and they need to be diligent and frugal; at the same time, it also cultivates their brain and hands-on abilities.

No matter what, studying hard is the most important thing, and you can't put the cart before the horse.

So they can only sell for more than ten minutes every day during school and after school, so sales are naturally limited.

"Okay, but you have to buy the raw materials and make the Monkey King Pill yourself."

"yeah!"

So Sanxiaozhi opened up a new business after maltose, Monkey King Pill.

Although he was only entertaining two young guests, Zhao Wenmu still made serious preparations. After all, this was the first time for his nephew and nephew to bring guests home.

Zhao Jing and Rong Xinyi also happily prepared gifts for the little guests.

Not only that, Zhao Wenmu also returned to Shanqian Village to pick up Xiao Ziting and told his sister-in-law Liu Xiumei the whole story.

Liu Xiumei's face turned blue and red, and finally she said bitterly:

"This boy, I think his skin is itchy!"

Zhao Wenmu thought to himself, fortunately so many days had passed. If his sister-in-law had been at the scene at that time, Zhao Zimeng would have had his legs broken.

Early the next morning, Liu Xiumei came to Zhao Wenmu's house from Shanqian Village.

It can be seen that she has prepared carefully. She wears a beige floral dress with a pair of small sandals, which is elegant yet capable.

Boy Meng heard last night that his mother was coming today, and he was so scared that he ran out early in the morning.

He said he was going to pick up Zhang Xiaohe and her brother.

"Zi Ting, there will be a young lady coming to our house today. Can we give this dress to her?"

Liu Xiumei took out the gift prepared for Zhang Xiaohe.

Xiao Ziting grinned and was about to cry.

Because the white shirt and twill skirt in Liu Xiumei's hands are exactly her new clothes, new clothes that she hasn't been willing to wear yet.

"Mom will buy you more someday, okay?"

Liu Xiumei coaxed and lied, and the little guy finally stopped crying.

Zhao Wenmu was still unhappy looking at the little guy, and was worried that when Zhang Xiaohe came later, the two children would not be able to play together.

Zhang Xiaohe is one year older than her, but their height and weight are almost the same.

Zhao Wenmu took out a large jar of prepared Monkey King Pills and stuffed a few pills into the little guy's mouth.

"Is it delicious?"

"tasty!"

Xiao Ziting likes her uncle the most because he always brings her all kinds of delicious food.

"It's so pitiful that my sister doesn't have new clothes. Our boy Ting is the best, isn't he?"

"Um!"

After giving the little guy a jar of Monkey King Pill, she finally stopped crying and went to share the Monkey King Pill with her little girl.

At around nine o'clock, Zhao Zimeng came to the door with Zhang Xiaohe and her brother.

The little boy, like Zhang Xiaohe, was wearing clean but not too decent old clothes, looking around curiously but timidly.

"Hello, Uncle Zhao! Hello, Auntie! Hello, Sister!"

Zhang Xiaohe smiled with crooked eyebrows, took his younger brother to greet the adults, and handed over the gifts he had brought.

A small bag of maltose and a small hand-sewn cloth bag.

There is also a simple little red flower embroidered on it.

Very suitable for packing snacks for children.

Zhao Wenmu couldn't help but sigh that Bai Chongli and his wife had educated these children very well. Although they were poor, they were well-educated, well-behaved and cute.

Everyone in the Zhao family happily accepted the gift without showing any contempt because of its low value.

The little cloth bag soon fell into the hands of the little girl.

The little guy put the Monkey King Pill that Xiao Ziting gave her inside, and would share two pills with everyone to show off her new treasure.

Everyone gave the gifts they prepared to Zhang Xiaohe and her brother.

The little boy's name is Bai Xiaoshan. Although he is four and a half years old, he does not look much taller than the little girl.

Zhao Wenmu noticed for a moment that the sole of Bai Xiaoshan's left foot was almost parallel to the torso, which meant that it was deflected at an angle of almost 90 degrees from the normal direction of the sole of the foot.

This resulted in him walking with a very obvious limp.

The gifts prepared by the Zhao family were not very expensive. Most of them were children's stationery or snacks. The new clothes prepared by Liu Xiumei were already the most formal gifts among them.

"These are all new clothes. I can wear the old ones. I still have my sister's old clothes at home."

Zhang Xiaohe looked at these beautiful new clothes, turned his head with difficulty and refused.

But how could the little girl win over several adults? Liu Xiumei, Zhao Wenyan, Zhao Jing, and Rong Xinyi not only convinced her to accept the new clothes, but also couldn't wait to bring her into the house to change into them.

It was such a coincidence of fate that Xiao Ziting's new clothes fit her perfectly.

"How cute!"

Aunts and sisters expressed their sincere admiration.

Xiao Ziting, who had just become a plastic sister with Zhang Xiaohe, felt bitter in her heart.

It's all mine, mine!

After lunch, several children played together for a long time. From then on, the little girl gained a sister and a brother.

"I'll send them back!"

Zhao Wenmu took the gifts and planned to visit the old man Bai Chongli in person.

He originally planned to carry Bai Xiaoshan on his back, but the latter insisted on walking by himself.

"It turns out to be Xiao Zhao, please come in, please come in!"

Bai Chongli, who was collecting lentils in the yard, saw Zhao Wenmu appear at the door and greeted him quickly.

Behind Zhao Wenmu, Zimeng, Yuanming, Zhang Xiaohe, and Bai Xiaoshan showed their heads in turn.

"Grandpa Bai/Grandpa, we are back!"

A group of children shouted hello.

The old man immediately showed a kind and kind smile, caressed the children's backs, and took them into the house to play.

"The home is simple and poor, and the hospitality is not good enough."

The children were playing around in the house, while Zhao Wenmu and the old man were sitting outside the house, with a square wooden table in front of them and soaked in honeysuckle that the old man Bai Chongli had dried himself.

The fragrance of flowers overflows, and the tea is golden and translucent.

Zhao Wenmu picked up the cup and sniffed it gently, feeling that it was as much better than the thousands or tens of thousands of teas he had drunk before.

"Uncle Bai, can Xiaoshan's foot be cured? I want to send him to the city hospital for a checkup."

"Really?"

"That's great!"
Chapter completed!