The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

In the woodworking room, Jiang Muxia pointed to the pattern and explained to Li Jiru, "This is a machine for separating duck down."

"Is the duck down you're talking about the kind that rich people use in their quilts to keep warm?"

"That's right. But after being separated by this machine, the duck down is more fluffy, delicate and warm. One ounce of duck down is worth one ounce of gold."

Li Jiru's eyes lit up, "Really?"

"Of course, with this new source of income, the workshop will have another way out."

By next fall, their family will have another way out.

"You see, this machine has three compartments, which means it can be separated three times. A manual fan is installed on every other side. When the fan is turned on, the duck feathers fly up, and those that can be blown up fall into another compartment through the small window on the other side. This is repeated three times, and the duck down is separated. If you feel it is not fine enough, you can separate it repeatedly from the first compartment."

"Good idea. Duck down can be used to make quilts and winter clothes."

Li Jiru accepted her suggestion. His main business in the workshop was making and repairing looms. Being able to make a new type of loom gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

After talking about the machine, she began to look for a charcoal burner.

"Do you know if there is a craftsman in the village who can make charcoal?"

"I haven't heard of this. What are you going to do?" Li Jiru shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

"Winter is coming soon. Putting some charcoal in the shop can also attract more business." It is right to keep warm. She wants to make charcoal a long-term business.

"You should ask the elders in the village. Charcoal is too expensive. We villagers can't afford it."

Yes, an idea flashed through Jiang Muxia's mind, and she came up with an idea that could not only solve the inconvenience of villagers buying charcoal, but also make money.

This way, winter won't be so hard to endure.

"Winter in the north is the hardest. People freeze to death every year. If every home becomes warmer in winter, life will be easier."

"You have a good idea, but it is too difficult to realize. We are in a plain, not as lush as the mountains. There is an endless supply of flammable materials. Look, our place is desolate in winter."

Jiang Muxia's eyes were dim, what Li Jiru said was true.

My aunt's family lives a good life. Every winter they just light a brazier in the house and burn only wood.

It is not durable and there is a lot of smoke in the house, so the heating effect is very poor.

East of the village, the area of ​​50 miles is all saline-alkali land, with no grass growing. If these lands are improved and trees are planted, this problem can be solved.

"You are busy, I will go ask my aunt." She took her younger brother and sister-in-law to ask Lu Zhaoxia.

After it gets dark, the workshop closes and the Li family returns home. The family is lively and the atmosphere at home is harmonious.

My aunt and my cousin’s wife cooked for the whole family. When the workers came home, they could wash their hands and eat hot meals. After dinner, everyone would help clean up.

Unlike the Jiang family, everyone hopes that they will not have any part in the housework, and would like to keep all the profits for themselves.

This kind of life where everyone works together, helps each other, and lives in harmony is what Jiang Muxia longs for. "Your family is still good. It's not like our family, which is dead and dull."

The eldest cousin's wife, Mrs. Bai, was carrying the dishes, smiling as she walked, and she continued, "Then marry me, and we'll become a family."

The food in Jiang Muxia's hand suddenly lost its flavor. Why did everyone think that she and her fifth cousin were a good match?

She had a serious expression and replied seriously: "Sister-in-law, you are joking. Brother Ji Yi and I are siblings. Please don't match us up randomly."

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Jiyi, who was sitting opposite her, froze with a smile on his face. The smile faded and he buried his head in the rice in the bowl.

Such an obvious rejection came from the mouth of the opinionated Jiang Muxia. There was no hope for the two of them.

Li Jiyi felt miserable. Was he that bad? Why did she just look down on him?

Mrs. Bai laughed. She thought it was just the little girl being shy. "It doesn't matter. We are all family anyway. Our two families are so close. It's good to visit each other often."

She had originally planned to stay overnight at her aunt's house, but now that things had come to this, if she stayed any longer it would only make Li Jiyi more embarrassed.

At Li's house, she did not ask who in the village was the charcoal-making craftsman. Although she had seen others making charcoal in her previous life, she had never done it herself, and she was not sure that she could make it successfully in one go.

When she made up her mind to do it herself, someone brought her a pillow.

"You're not coming back tomorrow, are you? Why are you back? It's really hard to see you."

Jiang Muxia was about to enter the house when she bumped into Yin Haitang and Jiang Zaohua.

Yin Haitang took her hand and looked her up and down.

"You look so sad, what's wrong?"

"I'm worried. I can't find a craftsman to make charcoal. It's almost winter. I'm anxious."

Jiang Zaohua smiled and said, "You've got the wrong person. The person you're looking for is right in front of you."

Jiang Muxia was suspicious, "Who is it? You? Or Haitang?"

"You, how come your memory has become worse after you were ill? Two years ago, didn't Haitang take us to see his father firing the kiln? Have you forgotten so quickly?" Jiang Zaohua gave her a dissatisfied look.

"I forgot, but didn't Uncle Yin go out of town? Distant water cannot quench nearby thirst." At this time of year every year, Yin Dachuan would burn charcoal in the mountains hundreds of miles away.

"And my brother, my dad taught him a long time ago, he has no problem at all."

Jiang Muxia was a little hesitant. What she feared would come true. She didn't want to have anything to do with him.

In this life, she had to stay away from him to avoid getting him involved again.

"What? You don't trust my brother?" Yin Haitang rolled her eyes at her.

"No. How about this, you ask your brother to wait at the gate of Qingfeng Courtyard early tomorrow morning, and I will talk to him in detail." Jiang Muxia thought about it and decided that it was not appropriate for the two of them to meet alone. "You two should also come together, and we will discuss it and burn some charcoal for the winter."

There are some things and some people that she can't avoid, so she might as well face them directly.

"Wasn't Qingfeng Villa built by people from the city? Why are you...?"

"The head of the Xu family has rented it and let me use it first." Isn't it time to let them know that she is the owner of Qingfeng Villa.

The two were very envious, "You are really different."

"My family is different from yours. Both of your families live separately, but you know the situation of my family. Shouldn't I go out to find a job and stay at home as their servant girl?"

"That's right." We are from the same village, so everyone knows each other's secrets, things that cannot be made public.

It was already dark, and the three of them agreed on a time to go home.

Jiang Muxia never expected that her momentary idea would lead to the emergence of a new industry in Suanzao County.

But it also brought her and Yin Yusheng closer and closer, and made her discover a secret in him that was caused by her and that she couldn't accept.