Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

Seeing the look on Lu Xiaoman's face, Mrs. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, and the big stone in her heart fell to the ground.

If she heard any bad news, she might actually pass away.

Being able to receive a letter from Lu Jingzhe at least meant that he was safe for now. The carriages and horses of this era were so slow that a letter would take ten and a half months or more to be delivered.

After the famine passed, everyone's days returned to the way they used to be, working from sunrise to sunset, working hard on the land.

There are no men in the Lu family's home now, and they always feel unsafe. Song Lihua wants to renovate the home.

Build the fence higher and bury some sharp stones and tiles on the fence to prevent anyone from trying to climb over the wall. There is a large area in the backyard, and Song Lihua wants to build a small fish pond and raise some fry.

If another famine strikes, at least there will be some food left at home.

Besides, Lu Xiaoman still lives in the same room as Zhou, which is very inconvenient.

Although Lu Xiaoman will definitely get married in the future, even if she does, the Lu family will always be her home, and there must be a room for her no matter what.

Song Lihua has too many ideas, and having too many ideas means spending a lot of money. Although Lu Jingzhe left them a lot of money, it was not enough to renovate the house.

Now that the famine is over, it's time to start a small business.

That night, Song Lihua told Lu Xiaoman and Zhou that she wanted to do business at the dinner table.

I'm really embarrassed to say it. After all, she is just a daughter-in-law in name only, but the start-up capital for the business will cost the Lu family's living expenses.

If the two of them didn't agree, Song Lihua would have no choice but to find another way, and she couldn't blame them.

Thinking of this, Song Lihua put down her chopsticks, rubbed her hands uneasily, and said awkwardly: "Well... I have an immature idea now. Now that the famine is over, I want to try to start a small business, such as Make some food and sell it in the town. We can't just sit there and have nothing. I want to see if I can make some money to supplement the family income."

Who knew that Zhou and Lu Xiaoman not only did not object after hearing this, but also strongly supported her.

Mrs. Zhou seemed a little shocked. After thinking for a moment, she nodded and put a chopstick dish into Song Lihua's bowl. Her tone was quite gentle: "You can do it if you want. The family is not in a tight situation yet. I and I Xiaoman can also make some money by selling embroidery."

Lu Xiaoman's eyes were bright. Thinking of the egg pudding she had that night, she smacked her lips and nodded: "The things my sister-in-law makes are novel and delicious, the business must be booming!"

Song Lihua was a well-known self-media food blogger in her original world. Her daily work was to cook food, shoot videos, edit videos, and publish videos.

Not to mention how prosperous your career is, but at least you don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and you can interact with your favorite food every day.

When there is a famine, even grass roots and tree bark are good things as long as they can fill the stomach.

After the famine passed, everyone began to have requirements for the quality of life.

Now that she had this idea, Song Lihua took Lu Xiaoman to Qinghe Town early the next morning, not wanting to delay any more.

Firstly, she wanted to see the business situation in the town after the famine. Secondly, she wanted to know about the business of those restaurants.