Family History of Raising a Baby in the Immortal World

Jin Shengyang took the initiative to ask his father for money this time and went to the school to register by himself.Before leaving, he said to Xiaojin's father: "I will study hard, Dad, and try not to let you pay the tuition for the second half of the year."

Xiaojin's father patted him on the shoulder very relievedly, "Don't force yourself. Don't worry about tuition fees, just study hard."

After Jin Shengyang left, Xiaojin's father sat at home blankly for a long time before getting up his spirits and preparing to go to Baizhen to see if he could find something to do.

Xiaoguang Xiaozhao took the initiative to go with Xiaojin.The father and son walked out of Bai Town quickly along the path they came from.

There was the sound of gongs, drums and suona in the town, and many people were seen walking into the town carrying baskets of various flowers and plants.

Xiao Jin's father sniffed it carefully, only to realize that the good smell they smelled that day was the fragrance of these flowers and plants.

Following those common people into the town, Xiao Jin found out that every household in Bai Town was doing the same kind of business—the business of rouge and face powder.The people in the nearby villages went up the mountain to collect all kinds of flowers and plants they needed, and sold them to the people in Baizhen, and the rouge powder made by Baizhen was not only supplied to the needs of people from the eight realms, but also sold to other realms. , the reputation is very good.

Xiaozhao stood at the door of a newly opened incense powder store, watching the female customers coming and going inside picking out goods, sniffing their noses, the saliva flowed out.

"Father, are those delicious? They smell so good." Xiao Zhao asked while pulling Xiao Jin's robe.

Little Jin's father shook his head, "Those are not for food. Good boy, here are cosmetics."

"What are cosmetics, Dad?" Xiaozhao asked puzzled.

"It's just...it's something that is put on people's faces to make them look good." After Xiaojin's father finished speaking, he took Xiaoguang Xiaozhao to another place.

"Oh! I get it, it's like Dad's 'snowflake cream'." Xiaoguang said.

Papa Xiaojin smiled.I took the children to walk around the whole town, except for the powder and rouge shop, there was no sign of other businesses at all.He inquired about it, and the people surnamed Bai from the incense powder shop answered Xiao Jin proudly: "We have been doing face-to-face business here since ancient times. Who dares to sell anything other than incense powder in our Bai Town? Tired and crooked."

Xiaojin's father was frightened by the man's tone.I kept thinking in my heart: Could it be that the people here don’t pay attention to eating?This time he asked an outsider to inquire, and after listening to the person briefly introduce the "tradition" of the Eight Realms, he realized that people in the Eight Realms pay more attention to appearance and admire beautiful and superficial things.As long as it can make people look good, it is welcome here.And the food they eat is the last thing they take seriously.

Xiaojin's father couldn't help feeling grateful for his investigation of the 'market' in advance.It seems that it is not feasible for him to continue making money here.But what can he do if he doesn't cook?

Xiao Zhao stared at the passers-by, and tugged on Xiao Jin's robe, "Dad, you see so many people come to buy incense powder, why don't we also sell incense powder?"

Little Jin's father's eyes lit up.Looking down at his third son's photo, he suddenly hugged the child's head and kissed him deeply.