Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade

Lady Wu was delighted, creating delectable food in various styles. Sometimes, she even asked someone to invite Wan Erniu over, saying it’s hard for him to cook all by himself at home.

Wan Erniu hinted that Uncle Wan wasn’t getting any younger and couldn’t be a hunter forever. It was fine to occasionally go into the mountains to collect some game, but the main focus should be on the family’s fields, taking good care of the crops. They had earned some silver up north before, and had had a good haul from hunting since returning home. A few days ago, they bought more than a dozen acres of farmland, so now they had twenty acres of farmland and fifteen of standard land. With so much property, they were considered well-to-do in the countryside.

Upon hearing their plans, both Qian Sangui and his wife were secretly pleased.

Even Qian Yijin quietly said to Qian Yixiu, "I can see it now, Uncle Wan wants to be our uncle-in-law. I think he’s a good man, capable, with property, and he’s also polite, a true gentleman."

Qian Yixiu couldn’t help but nod, unable to deny that the youngster’s judgment was on point.

Auntie didn’t need Qian Yixiu to remind her to apply fragrance grease anymore, meticulously applying it to her face and hands every day. Although her fingers were still somewhat thick, the skin on her hands had become much whiter and tender.

That morning, Auntie and Qian Xiaoyu wanted to go to town to buy fragrant balm, and Lady Wu stuffed an oil gourd into a basket, asking them to bring back five jin of vegetable oil on their way. Qian Yixiu hadn’t been to town for fun in a long time, so she made a fuss to go along.

Since she had no money, she coaxed Qian Sangui into giving her some, and he, with a smile, let Lady Wu hand her fifty copper plates.

Qian Yixiu thought it was too little and, tugging at Qian Sangui’s clothes, said, "I want to buy my mother some fragrant balm, how could fifty wen money be enough?"

Lady Wu replied, "How is it not enough? I’ve even seen fragrant balm selling for twenty wen a box."

Qian Yixiu pouted and said, "How can I use that kind of low-quality fragrant balm that’s neither fragrant nor stinky for my beautiful mother?"