Chapter 20

Ling Muer tidied up the room, and as soon as she went out, she saw Ling Dazhi's face full of melancholy.

She didn't bother him. After all, he is a father, an elder, and he also cares about face. If a junior bumped into my troubles, I'm afraid it would be embarrassing! The elders of any age like to make the younger generation respect them. No matter how ordinary Ling Dazhi is, he is still the father of these children, and he wants to be admired by them.

However, although she didn't ask him, she could guess his sorrow.

The situation at home is so bad, Ling Zixuan needs to rest for a few months, and all the burdens are on this man. He was obviously at the strongest age of a man, but he was already bent over by the burden, and his hair was starting to turn gray.

That does not work. She had to change the situation at home.

If you want to change poverty, there are only two ways. One is to go to work. At her age, it is no problem to be a maidservant in a rich family. But she doesn't like to live by people's faces.

Since this method does not work, there is only one other way.

That is doing business.

Only by doing business can you make money at the fastest speed. With the first sum of money, the plight of the family will be changed, and there will be more and more money in the future. Otherwise, they will only be poor forever.

In fact, with her medical skills, if she can become a doctor, she can earn a lot of money in minutes. However, in ancient times, no women were doctors. Those women who help women to see a doctor are called doctors. Doctors are not orthodox educated. They are experienced because they have been around for a long time, and people around them trust them more, so they are called to see women's illnesses.

The status of the doctor's wife is not high here. You must also be a married woman to be called a doctor.

Ling Mu'er is a little girl who has never been out of the court and was born in a farming family. If she said she knew medical skills and called on patients to come to her for treatment, she would either be thrown rotten eggs or burned to death as a monster.

After her careful thinking, she can only let her family know that she knows medical skills. What's more, you can't be too amazing at the beginning, you can only show your ability step by step step by step.

Ling Muer decided to go into business. Just what business can you do now?

The one hundred Wen that Ling Dazhi brought back has been exchanged for medicinal materials to heal Ling Zixuan's leg. The rest bought rice grains. They no longer have the capital to do business. In this world, what else is worthless business? Is a transaction without capital still called a transaction?

"Mu'er, what are you thinking?" Yang Shi saw Ling Muer sitting there scratching her hair, looking at her worriedly.

Hearing Yang's voice, Ling Mu'er raised her little cheek and said, "Mother, it's okay, but my hair is a little itchy."

"There won't be any lice? Mom will help you take a look." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yang put down the things in her hands and walked over with big strides.

Ling Mu'er heard Yang's words, and thought that this body hadn't been washed for a long time. Even if it's winter now, can't you not wash your hair for a month? no! The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable I feel. It didn't itch at first, but now it really does.

So Ling Mu'er let go of the confusion in her heart, first boiled hot water to bathe and wash her hair, and washed it thoroughly from top to bottom, only then did she feel more comfortable.

Although the weather is very cold, these are nothing. At the thought of lice, she would rather wash it several times.

"Wash it clean? You girl, you are getting more and more particular now." Yang poured water for Ling Mu'er.

Thinking of her own strength, Ling Muer looked at Yang's thin body, twisted her hair and said, "Mother, let me do it! These heavy jobs are my business. You see, God gave me supernatural power just to give You lighten the burden!"

Yang smirked, and gave her an annoyed look: "You should twist your hair well. It's so cold now. Your breath is full of ice scum. You just want to wash your hair. What if you catch the cold? Girls are the last thing to suffer from the cold."

"How could my body catch the cold?" Ling Mu'er said with a faint smile, "Mother...I've been thinking about it for a long time, and there is one thing I want to tell you and Dad. Listen to it, and if you think it makes sense, we can do it together." Discuss. If you think it’s not right, just pretend I didn’t say it.”

Yang looked at the daughter and stopped what she was doing. She wiped off the water and said seriously, "What's the matter?"

Ling Muer pursed her lips, and said embarrassedly: "Mother, I want to do business."

Ling Dazhi just came in from the outside. It's cold outside, but the air is good. He is depressed recently and wants to smoke dry tobacco. Only when he smoked dry tobacco would he feel more comfortable. As a result, as soon as he entered the door, he heard Ling Muer's words. He stopped and looked at her.

Seeing Ling Dazhi, Ling Mu'er didn't avoid him, and said, "Brother needs to rest. In such a cold weather, our house doesn't even have a thicker quilt for the bed. Brother needs to lie on the bed for so long, not only the quilt is needed To nourish your legs, you also need delicious food to nourish your body. My brother’s leg injury is a very important matter, and we should take this matter as the most important thing now. Therefore, this requires money. Only by doing business can the money come quickly.”

"Mu'er, parents also know that money is needed. Who doesn't want money? As long as there is money, all problems are not a problem. But girl, we don't have any skills, so business is so easy to do?" Yang shook her head helplessly. said.

"Mother, I've made up my mind." Seeing that Yang Shi didn't object, Ling Muer was just worried about doing business.

She thought about it for a long time just now. There is no silver at home, so if you want to get the first pot of gold, you have to use local materials.

So she thought of something, that is omelet rice.

The raw materials of omurice are very simple. Eggs, fried rice, and delicious sauces.

Needless to say, eggs and fried rice can be made with only homemade materials. As for the sauce, she plans to make it herself. But these also need materials. Fortunately, she caught a lot of small fish in the space last time, and she can use those small things in the space to make seafood sauce.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this method is feasible.

If not, it's a big deal to go back to the original point. Anyway, their family has nothing to lose.

Seeing that Ling Muer had already made up her mind, Yang couldn't help but wonder what idea she could come up with this time.

Ling Dazhi took out the dry tobacco again.

Yang Shi glared at him from the opposite side. He smiled sheepishly and put the things back again.

The couple listened to Ling Muer's next words.

"When I was in a dream, that old grandpa treated me to a very delicious meal. I want to make that kind of meal." Ling Muer doesn't have the name of omelet rice. Omurice is a Japanese thing. No one here has heard of it. She couldn't explain where it came from.

"Dream again?" Yang was surprised. "Mu'er, you can't be... bewitched by an evil spirit, right?"

Yang couldn't believe it. Why was Ling Muer able to dream of these strange things? Why don't they?

The old man has a saying. Some very young children can see things that others cannot. Although Ling Mu'er is already a young girl, she has a pure heart, so she might be fascinated by something unclean.

"Mother, don't say that. You don't believe in my dream, you just don't believe in the method to heal my brother's leg." Ling Muer frowned, and looked at the sky in awe. "That tall man may be an immortal in the sky, he will be angry when he hears about it."

When Yang heard this, she quickly knelt down, kowtowed to the sky, and begged for forgiveness: "The gods forgive me, the little woman has no knowledge, she is just an ignorant village woman, the little woman did not mean to offend."

Ling Mu'er had no choice but to help Yang Shi up and said, "Senior is not such a stingy person. It's just that you don't talk about it in the future."

"Okay, okay, mother won't talk about it in the future. Mother was indeed wrong just now, and she shouldn't offend the gods." For Yang Shi, Ling Zixuan's leg injury was a lump in her heart. She could give up anything, but she couldn't give up the hope of treating his leg.

"Girl Mu, what materials do you need to make this thing?" After all, Ling Dazhi is someone who has been out and seen before. He didn't remain skeptical like Yang Shi, but went straight to the point.

"Eggs, rice, and some ingredients." Ling Muer said: "The ingredients are simple, I can go to the mountain to find them. Now that the snow is starting to melt, everything on the mountain is about to start to recover. What's more, I think Make the sauce. I have to go to my grandmother’s house to have a look. There is a river there, and I want to go there to get some small fish and shrimp, so that the seasoning will be available.”

"Father, do you think it's feasible?" Yang looked at Ling Dazhi.

Mrs. Yang had no opinion, and she had to listen to Ling Zixuan or Ling Dazhi for important matters. As long as Ling Dazhi is at home, Ling Dazhi decides everything in the house. After all, he is the head of the family.

Ling Muer was very fortunate that this family was quite polite. If she met parents with temperaments like grandpa Ling Song and grandma Wang, she would rather find a way to travel back to modern times than stay here and be tormented by them.

"If the child wants to try it, let her try it! We are all old, and sometimes we need to listen to the children's ideas." Ling Dazhi said: "If it doesn't work, our family can eat it too. Those are all edible stuff, don't go to waste."

"But our family doesn't have much rice noodles. If we fail, we will eat up all the white rice in one go." Yang poked Ling Mu'er on the forehead and said angrily, "Your father spoils you." You can figure it out yourself!"

"Mother also dotes on Mu'er." Ling Muer pulled Yang Shi to act like a baby.

Ling Dazhi looked at the mother and daughter with relief. Ling Mu'er used to be a bit dull and didn't like to talk. When she was outside, anyone could bully her. When she was at home, she only did things and didn't like to express her thoughts. When I came back this time, I found that she had changed a lot.

Although she still doesn't like to be close to him, as long as she can get close to the child's mother, that's fine.

"Eggs... these are hard to find. We don't have chickens at home." Yang said awkwardly: "Why don't you borrow some eggs from your aunt? Your aunt is a good person, and sometimes she will help us. "

"Mother, my aunt is really nice, but grandma's temper... You forgot that last time she chased us and scolded us for an egg, and then she would rather drop the egg than give it to us?" Ling Muer refused: " I find a way to find the eggs myself, without asking them. I don’t want everything that I have worked so hard to build to be robbed by them one day. Their skin is thicker than the city wall.”

"They bullied you while I was away?" Ling Dazhi said angrily.

"No. It's not bullying. During this period of time, everyone's life is difficult. Even if they want to help us, they have no spare power." Yang said quickly.