Started as a thatched house and ended up as a female figure

"This is the Li Dynasty, Dragon Boat Festival? I've never heard of this festival."

After Mrs. Lin and others explained it word by word, Cheng Wan understood.

The dynasty she lived in was called the Li Dynasty, and there were three festivals that everyone valued in a year.

Zongzi Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival, Spring Festival.

The Zongzi Festival of Li Dynasty was different from the Dragon Boat Festival that Cheng Wan knew.

The Zongzi Festival here does not involve hanging mugwort or dragon boat racing, just eating zongzi.

Mrs. Lin and the others couldn't tell the origin of the Zongzi Festival. They only knew that everyone eats Zongzi on the fifth day of May every year.

Even a family with extremely poor conditions like the Cheng family would make rice dumplings from millet and eat them at home.

As for the glutinous rice dumplings, the Cheng family cannot afford to eat them and are reluctant to buy glutinous rice.

"Do you use reed leaves to make zongzi?"

Mrs. Lin looked at Cheng Wan strangely, "What else can we use instead of reed leaves? Haven't you eaten them before? Don't remember?"

Cheng Wan did not reply to Mrs. Lin's words and continued to ask: "What about the rice dumplings sold by others? They are all wrapped in reed leaves?"

"Our family has never bought any rice dumplings sold outside, but my impression seems to be that they only have rice dumplings wrapped in reed leaves."

Wang stood up and cleared the dishes on the table. Seeing Cheng Wan's thoughtful expression, she said amusedly, "What are you thinking about? Do you want to eat rice dumplings? It's not time to make rice dumplings yet this year. Wait for two more days for my mother to make it for you."

Hearing this, Mrs. Xiaolin looked up at Cheng Wan in surprise, "Awan, are you really hungry for rice dumplings? The rice dumplings taste average, and they are far inferior to braised pork."

Cheng Wan looked at this, then that, and said, "I don't want to eat rice dumplings, but I want to sell rice dumplings."

Cheng Wan's words successfully made Mrs. Lin and the others stop what they were doing, and they all turned to look at Cheng Wan.

"A Wan, you... why do you think it's all the same? Who would buy the rice dumplings our family made in previous years? And our family has only sold eggs, so where can we sell rice dumplings?"

Mrs. Lin did not refute Xiao Lin's words, obviously she also thought so in her heart.

Mrs. Wang watched Mrs. Lin's face nervously and spoke for Cheng Wan: "Let's hear what A Wan thinks first. A Wan is not a child who messes around."

Cheng Wan first gave Wang a comforting look to reassure her.

Then he said solemnly: "Others can sell rice dumplings, why can't our family sell rice dumplings? If you are worried that the rice dumplings are not delicious and cannot be sold, then we can study how to make the rice dumplings more delicious, or we can make a few first. Take it to the county seat and try it, what if it can be sold?"

"I know that firstly, you have never done this before, and you are scared. Secondly, you feel that your family is not in a hurry now, so you don't need to do this."

Considering that Cheng Xiaoyu and others were also there, Cheng Wan did not directly say that the family had one hundred taels of silver, but it was obvious that Mrs. Lin and others understood what Cheng Wan meant.

What Cheng Wan said was indeed what Mrs. Lin and others thought.

The biggest dream that Mrs. Lin and the others had before was that one day their family would have a deposit of ten taels of silver, but now they have a hundred taels of silver.

Mrs. Lin and the others are now very contented and think that their family can live a good life with these one hundred taels.

Purchase a few acres of land, renovate the house, find wives for the grandchildren, and marry off the granddaughters.

Then plant, harvest, plant again, and the cycle begins again.

This is the good life that Mrs. Lin and the others dreamed of.

But Cheng Wan didn't want to live like this.

Cheng Wan wanted to live in a brick house, have a separate room, wear comfortable clothes, eat all kinds of delicious food openly, and not have to work in the fields...

To satisfy Cheng Wan's needs, one hundred taels of silver was nothing.

Just to build a decent brick house, more than half of the one hundred taels of silver would have to be spent.

She has a courier locker, and she should be able to make a good living by selling the items from the courier locker.

But that's not a long-term solution after all. It's easy to attract other people's attention and prying by doing it a few times.

Moreover, what Cheng Wan wanted was not just for her to live a good life alone, but for her whole family to live a good life.

Of course, it's impossible for Cheng Wan to live the life she wants by selling rice dumplings for a few days every year, but isn't that how she earns money?

Cheng Wan felt that if you just do whatever comes to your mind, you might be able to figure out what else you can do to make money later while doing it.

"I think it is precisely because our family is different now that we should try to start a small business. This way, everyone will be happy if we make money, and if we don't make money, we will not be hungry."

"As for having never sold rice dumplings, that's not a big deal. Didn't our family know how to sell eggs before we sold eggs? Muster up the courage to start, and then it will be easy."

Cheng Wan saw that everyone was slightly moved, and gave the last dose of cruelty: "Don't you want to live in a brick house? Don't want to have a car to go in and out? Don't want to wear gold and silver? Don't want to eat and drink every day? Don't want to be upright and make everyone else feel better? Take a look at our house?"

It is of course impossible to realize these dreams just by selling rice dumplings for a few days, but the cakes Cheng Wan draws are so delicious.

Mrs. Lin and the others were already a little moved by Cheng Wan's words, but now they were even more enticed by the pie that Cheng Wan drew at the end.

Mrs. Lin gritted her teeth and slapped the table, "Let's do it! Selling rice dumplings!"

Mrs. Lin turned to look at Cheng Wan, "I finally understand. You have a big idea. We will listen to you how you want to sell rice dumplings this time."

Cheng Wan was very satisfied with getting the say in selling rice dumplings.

"Let's sell bamboo rice dumplings."

This was the decision Cheng Wan made after learning that Mrs. Lin and the others had only seen reed rice dumplings.

Cheng Wan thought that bamboo tube rice dumplings, which are so popular in modern times, would not have ended up being ignored in ancient times.

Cheng Wan plans to make a few for her family to try today.

Cheng Erniu and Cheng Erping went to chop bamboo.

Cheng Wan and Mrs. Lin worked together to figure out what items at home could be used to make bamboo rice dumplings.

Mrs. Lin opened a cloth bag and showed it to Cheng Wan, "This is millet."

Then, Mrs. Lin took out a small cloth bag from nowhere and said, "These are the peanuts your sister-in-law sent before. There are only a few left."

When Mrs. Lin mentioned her sister-in-law, a gentle face appeared in Cheng Wan's mind.

In my memory, this sister-in-law has a good temper and is always gentle and gentle. She hardly looks like Mrs. Lin's daughter.

Cheng Wan took the millet and peanuts.

Now that we are short of everything at home, we can only try millet and peanuts first, and then buy glutinous rice, red dates, and red beans when we go back to the county town.

Cheng Wan silently rejoiced in her heart, "Fortunately, I bought icing sugar yesterday, otherwise I'm afraid even making do would be a problem."

Cheng Wan soaked millet and peanuts in water, pounded the icing sugar she bought yesterday in a mortar, and found all the fine hemp ropes at home.

When Cheng Erniu and Cheng Erping came back carrying bamboos, the entire Cheng family was busy.

Cutting bamboo tubes, splitting bamboo tubes, cleaning bamboo tubes, making corks, and whittling bamboo sticks.

Even Cheng Daniu and Cheng Daping, who were injured, helped polish the edges of the bamboo tube.

In the end, I made a total of twenty bamboo tubes, twenty wooden plugs and a lot of bamboo sticks today.

After completing these preparations, the millet is also soaked.

Mrs. Lin and the others imitated Cheng Wan's movements and tied the bamboo tube with hemp rope, then filled it with millet and peanuts, and finally blocked the mouth with a large wooden plug.

In order to prevent the cork from falling off during cooking, Cheng Wan and the others tied the bamboo tube vertically with hemp rope.

Mrs. Xiao Lin put a newly tied bamboo tube in her hand into the wooden basin and looked at Cheng Wan with curiosity in her eyes.

"Awan, where did you learn these? I've never seen anyone make rice dumplings like this before."

Cheng Wan smiled and said, "I don't know why, but this suddenly came to my mind. Didn't Master Qiuji of Baode Temple say that my soul was incomplete before? Maybe God saw that I was too miserable in the past and compensated me. What a smart head."

Cheng Wan didn't plan to tell anyone about her experience in modern times. Like the express locker, it was her only secret.

Xiao Lin nodded with a genuine look on her face, believing Cheng Wan's casual words.

Even others seemed to believe Cheng Wan's statement.

Mrs. Lin's "innocent and easy-to-deceive" look made Cheng Wan shake her head in amusement.

It was already dark, and the fragrance of bamboo and millet came from the Cheng family's stove.

Fortunately, this aroma is not as overbearing as the aroma of braised pork and can travel far. Otherwise, people who live nearby may have to ask the Cheng family what delicious food they made.

Cheng Wan took the bamboo tube out of the pot and put it into the cold water that had been prepared nearby.

Put this bamboo tube rice dumpling in cold water for a while to make it easier to release from the mold.

"Wow."

Cheng Yuyu looked at the cylindrical rice dumplings that Cheng Wan had just taken out of the bamboo tube with excitement on his face.

Mrs. Lin also had a smile on her face: "These rice dumplings look really good. They are inserted with bamboo skewers and are easy to eat."

Cheng Wan held the bamboo stick and rolled the rice dumpling in a circle on the plate with crushed icing sugar. Then she handed the rice dumpling to Mrs. Lin.

"Milk, taste it."

The others stared at Mrs. Lin without blinking.

Cheng Erniu said anxiously: "How is it? Mom, is it delicious?"

Old Mrs. Lin rolled her eyes, and then looked at the icing on the surface of the rice dumplings with a distressed look on her face, "It's delicious. This rice dumpling has a bamboo fragrance, and it's also coated with so much sugar. How can it not be delicious?"

After a while, everyone in the Cheng family had a bamboo tube rice dumpling and ate it with relish.

Cheng Wan also ate one, and then decided to buy glutinous rice, preferably some brown sugar.

Forget sugar, that can only be bought in big cities.