How to become the richest man by farming

Chapter 53 Teaching Daughter (Please collect, please recommend!)
In Mr. Su's yard, the three little ones were sitting in the main room reciting in unison.

In the yard, accompanied by the sound of reading aloud, Jiang Yang explained what happened in detail.

"I've inquired with the shopkeepers of other pharmacies. Shopkeeper Cao hasn't come back since he returned to Beijing years ago. What he said meant that the Cao family was not in harmony. The situation of shopkeeper Cao may not be very good, but it is the blood of the Cao family. Safety should be no problem, no more questions can be asked.”

Jiang Yang felt that since it was a quarrel in their family, it was most likely a dispute over family property, and the treasurer Cao was robbed of the position of treasurer of the security hall, so he probably lost.But the rich family, no matter how hungry the shopkeeper Cao is, then there is nothing to worry about.

However, Mr. Su knew that the Cao family was not an ordinary wealthy family. They were thrown into this barren small county town of Yuqing County as Cao's shopkeeper. Can it be better?
"I hope." Mr. Su sighed and looked towards the mountains in the distance and remained silent for a long time.

"Shiro, what do you say is behind the mountains?"

Jiang Yang didn't understand why Mr. Su asked this suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know, do you want to go and see, sir? But there are many wild animals in the deep mountains, it's very dangerous."

Mr. Su sighed: "Yes... the deep mountains are so dangerous."
Even if he is unwilling and powerless, he can only stay in a corner...

sad, ridiculous...

Jiang Yang glanced at him suspiciously, feeling that Mr. Su was not talking about the beasts in the mountains.

"Sir, are you worried about shopkeeper Cao?"

Mr. Su didn't answer his question, but asked, "Are you going to continue making kudzu root powder stuffed with oranges?"

Jiang Yang's attention was instantly diverted, and he shook his head dejectedly, "I won't do it, my mother is afraid that we will conflict with the drug store."

"That's good, the medicinal properties of kudzu root are the best in autumn and winter, and it will not be suitable for digging after a while." Looking at the slumped Jiang Yang, Mr. Su said with a smile: "The kudzu root in this mountain has helped your family survive. Difficulties, let them recuperate now."

Jiang Yang thought about the days when he drank porridge with wild vegetables, and finally he was relieved. He nodded solemnly to Mr. Su and said, "I see."

……

In the thatched hut, Jiang Yun crouched in a corner and counted his "assets".

Seeing her turning several baskets into a mess, Jin Ba couldn't bear it anymore and said, "What are you looking for?!"

"I'm looking for something that can make money." Jiang Yun replied without looking back.

The plants on the plant map are either in the wrong season, or Jiang Yang cannot be found, so they are temporarily excluded.

The things drawn by the turntable are either tools that cannot be taken out, or drawings printed on A4 paper.

After searching around, Jiang Yun reluctantly focused his attention on the bamboo drawing.

One of the bamboo baskets made by her father sold for ten cents. Although this blueprint cannot be taken out, she can learn to read it by herself!

Knowing her thoughts, Jin Ba glanced at the drawings, "Hehe, it will take about two or three years for you to learn this level."

"No!" Jiang Yun said unconvinced: "Mr. said that I learn very quickly. Every time I memorize the articles first, and I am the fastest at counting. Why don't you just make a bamboo, I am sure. OK!"

Jin Ba: ...Just as long as you are happy.

Jiang Yun did what she said, and when Jiang Song came home in the afternoon, she pestered her to learn bamboo weaving.

Jiang Song couldn't resist her, so he could only help her divide the bamboo strips and teach her to arrange them one by one, and taught her to press and pick one by one...

"It's very simple!" Jiang Yun happily learned.

Looking at the sparsely arranged bamboo strips, Jiang Song couldn't help reminding: "You have to work harder and weave them tightly, so that the bamboo baskets will last longer."

Jiang Yun nodded, exerted strength seriously, and then... the bamboo strip broke.

Jiang Song: ...

When he came back to his senses, Jiang Song quickly put down the bamboo stick in his hand, "I asked you to use some force, but I didn't ask you to use so much force. Let me see if I scratched my hand..."

After confirming that her daughter was not injured, Jiang Song took some divided bamboo sticks for her and helped her dismantle them to teach her again.

Jiang Yun originally wanted to weave a square bamboo basket like Jiang Song, but because the square bamboo basket was too large and difficult, Jiang Song helped her reduce the difficulty.

Jiang Yun thought to himself: It would be nice to make a miniature square basket.

So after breaking more than 20 bamboo sticks, Jiang Yun, with the help of Jiang Song, completed a... round dustpan.

To say that it is a round dustpan is still an exaggeration, after all, it is just a slightly curved bottom that should be flat.Jiang Song couldn't bear to see his daughter sad, so he fixed a circle with a thicker piece of bamboo and made a shallow round dustpan.

Jiang Yun looked at the large square basket in front of Jiang Song, and at the round dustpan in his hand, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Father, I want to try again!"

Looking at her daughter's persistent expression, what else can Jiang Song say?

So Jiang Yun made a bigger round dustpan.

Jiang Song: ...

Jiang Yun: ...

When Liu Su came, Jiang Yun pursed his mouth as if he was about to cry, while Jiang Song coaxed him helplessly, "Mother Yun, you are still young, so it's normal if you don't know how to do it. You see, you can recite books again. He can count again, much better than Dad..."

Liu Su frowned slightly listening to Jiang Song's words, and interrupted: "What's the matter?"

After knowing the reason of the matter, Liu Su put her arms around Jiang Yun and said seriously: "Others are willing to spend money to buy the bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets made by Daddy because Daddy's craftsmanship is good, but good craftsmanship can be cultivated overnight?"

"Is the mother's handicraft also like this?"

Liu Su nodded, "Of course, my mother learned to cut silk and thread when she was five years old, and she started to learn embroidery when she was six years old. She practiced every day, her hands were full of needle holes, but she couldn't embroider a flower until she was eight years old." Decent flowers."

Jiang Yun held Liu Su's callused hand distressedly, and comforted him distressedly: "But mother, you are very powerful now."

"That's right, it's because Mother spent a long time practicing to embroider beautifully. You also study hard every day to recite the articles, and so does Daddy."

Jiang Yun looked at the round dustpan in his hand, then at the square bamboo basket in front of Jiang Song, and nodded, "Mr. said 'those who are not strong will not be wise'. Daddy is also very powerful."

Liu Su nodded with satisfaction: "So if you want to learn, you must be prepared to work hard. You can't expect to succeed once or twice, and don't cry just because you fail once or twice."

Jiang Yun blinked quickly, trying to withdraw the twinkling tears in his eyes.

"I didn't cry!" She was just a little sad...

How could Liu Su not understand?
After teaching her daughter, Liu Su took over the two round dustpans she had made. After looking them over, Liu Su and Jiang Song gestured, "I need a shelf, the upper one is small, the lower one is big, and the two poles in the middle can Just put this, um...there should be a handle on it."

Jiang Song thought for a while, and suddenly had an idea.

(End of this chapter)