shock!As soon as he came back, his house was ransacked and he was exiled.

Chapter 200 I’m afraid the tofu business won’t be able to survive.
Just as they were about to start dinner, Wen Zhuqing and Jing Ming brought home-made chicken stewed with mushrooms.

"Have you eaten? If you haven't eaten yet, let's have some together." Xu Yourong took it and greeted him warmly.

"No need, Auntie, the food is ready at home, we'll go back right now." Wen Zhuqing replied with a smile.

The chicken was stewed until it was tender. With a slight pull, the bones were separated. Seeing Mingzhu swallowing her saliva greedily, Jiang Zhimiao happily took a piece of chicken from the bowl and fed it to her.

"No, no, no, don't leave yet. We just made braised pork at home. You can bring some back later for Aunt Wen and the others to try." Jiang Zhimiao took out a bowl from the closet and plucked it from a large bowl filled with braised pork. Some go in.

"Here, it's better to hurry up than to hurry up. It's just come out of the pot and it's still hot. Go back and eat it while it's still hot." She handed it over with a smile.

Wen Zhuqing took the meat she handed over and took a closer look. He saw that the pieces of meat were stewed and were crystal clear. A lot of effort was wasted at this glance.

"Okay, thank you very much." He looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said in a gentle tone.

After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Zhimiao left Jingming to eat and sent Wen Zhuqing out with a smile.

Wen Zhuqing walked alone outside the door, looking at the crystal clear braised pork of uniform size in the bowl, he couldn't help but smile.

After having enough water and food, Jiang Zhimiao found time to go to the space again. After being questioned, she decided to use her conscious body as much as possible to enter the space.

As soon as he saw the familiar figure, Moo Niu's nostrils steamed with excitement, "Mou!"

Jiang Zhimiao helplessly smoothed its hair, and then accepted her fate and planted green grass. Amidst the low-moo cows and bleating sheep shouting like souls, she wiped her sweat and said softly without looking back. He said yes.

By the time Jiang Zhimiao came out of the room, Xu Yourong had already hung up all the bedding in the house and dried them in the sun. Seeing that there were still many that had not been dried, she quickly got up and helped them dry them together.

Seeing her out, Xu Yourong stopped saying: "Don't stop, this quilt hasn't been moldy for too long, so don't come over."

Jiang Zhimiao was stopped by her just as she was about to take action. She shook her head and spread the quilt under her reluctant gaze.

It's been several months, but the quilt hasn't been exposed to the sun a few times. The main reason is that it rained or snowed some time ago. The weather is cloudy and sunny, so it's impossible to dry it in the sun.

The weather was finally getting better, but the Chinese New Year was about to come. Jiang Zhimiao sighed in his heart and slapped the quilt harder.

Xu Yourong looked at the sun above his head and saw that it was really bright. While basking in the sun, he said, "I didn't expect that it would be the Chinese New Year in such a blink of an eye. The days go by so fast."

"Who says it's not?" Jiang Zhimiao sighed as she patted the quilt and gave the three little ones running around a warning look.

"Knock, knock, knock." There was a knock on the door outside the courtyard. Jiang Zhimiao's men paused and opened the door under Xu Yourong's confused eyes.

"Sister Miao, here are the remaining twenty coins." Chuntao smiled, took out twenty copper coins from her arms and handed them over.

Jiang Zhimiao took it with a smile, turned sideways, and welcomed her in. "How's the business at home lately? It's almost the Chinese New Year, so there should be a lot of people buying tofu." She greeted.Jiang Zhimiao found that since Chuntao's family started the tofu business, she had gained a lot of confidence. She no longer had the submissive look before, and she was exuding vitality from the inside out.

"What's wrong with you? What? Something happened at home? If something happens at home, you should keep this money for emergencies." Seeing that she was exuding a sense of malaise, Jiang Zhimiao was stunned and said The money just received was pushed back.

Chuntao sighed, lowered her eyes, and said in frustration: "Nothing happened at home. It's just that it's hard to buy soybeans recently. I'm afraid the tofu business won't be able to survive."

"The weather has gotten warmer, so why don't you go to other places to see it? There is no place in Tianshui Village, maybe there is one in other villages." Jiang Zhimiao pondered.

It's okay if I don't say it, but when I mention it, Chuntao's head almost buries into the ground. She holds back the tears in her eyes and chokes out: "Someone in Kugen Village heard that tofu can make money, and gave away all the soybeans from several surrounding villages. The acquisition was done, and when I went there, not a single bean was left.”

Jiang Zhimiao was taken aback for a moment, then comforted her: "Don't be too sad about this. There is no end to the road. Maybe we will be able to buy it again in a few days? Be more optimistic." She patted her hand. Shoulder, said in a slower tone.

Chuntao half-lidded her eyelashes, nodded with a low expression, and said lightly: "I hope so." She lowered her head and murmured: "It would be great if my family could grow soybeans."

She sighed, looked up at Jiang Zhimiao and asked, "Sister Miao, you said my family won't grow wheat next year. How about planting soybeans instead?"

After Jiang Zhimiao thought about the feasibility of planting soybeans, he asked, "Did you ask that wheat must be planted in the fields in previous years?"

Chuntao shook her head and replied: "No, but the village requires us to pay taxes every season. It doesn't matter what we grow in the fields, but the things we pay must be wheat, or money."

Jiang Zhimiao stretched her chin and shook her head. She knew about paying taxes. Wu Changsheng had said this before, but he never said that he had to pay it every quarter. Good guy, he had to pay it every quarter. The rest is in his own hands. How many can be in there?This tax is too heavy.

No wonder the common people were lamenting. With this attitude, it was strange that no one was around, Jiang Zhimiao thought angrily.

But thinking about it, His Majesty has not stepped down after all, and she still has to pay taxes step by step according to the original standards.

"Since you are determined to carry out the tofu business to the end, then just plant beans and buy them from other people's houses. Instead of doing that, it is better to grow them at home, which will cost less."

"Besides, once you make money, it doesn't matter whether you go to other places to buy wheat to deduct taxes or pay money. Once you have the beans, the business can continue, and everything else will be easy to deal with," she suggested.

She had thought about this before. The most important thing for making tofu is beans. Once the beans are gone, even if you want to do business, you will not be able to do business. Moreover, it is extremely cold in the far north, and it is difficult to go out to collect beans in the dead of winter.

Not to mention that another tofu seller came to Kugen Village and monopolized all the beans. Judging from his attitude, he was probably doing a long-term business. If she could tolerate this for one year, would she still tolerate it for two years?
Rather than being constrained by others, it is better to fundamentally achieve self-sufficiency. Jiang Zhimiao held Chuntao and talked for a long time, analyzing all the pros and cons.

"I understand, I'm going to discuss it with my father right now." After saying this, Chuntao wiped away the sluggishness just now and said with curved lips.

"I know, I know, life is hard for you now, so you should keep these twenty cents for the New Year. It won't be too late to pay it back to me when you are rich." Jiang Zhimiao stuffed the copper plate back and said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)