The Space Doctor Became the Favorite of the Exiled Powerful Minister

Jiang Xiangchuan knew that his daughter was married and now lived with Cui Hejin and her mother-in-law.

Although the Cui family, mother and son, are very good people, if they are unhappy and show off to their daughter, it will embarrass her.

Jiang Xiangchuan felt uncomfortable when he thought that his daughter would be wronged.

 But when a daughter grows up, she will eventually get married.

 Fortunately, Cui Hejin of the Cui family was chosen by her daughter, so the two of them can live happily.

 It's just that if there is a mother-in-law above, she probably won't feel so comfortable.

Jiang Zhiluo and her father pushed the small dining cart into the yard. Looking at her father's expression, she knew what he was worried about.

 She said: "Dad, you don't have to worry, my mother-in-law is very good to me."

"My husband and mother-in-law are not at home now. You and your brother go into the house and sit for a while while I go get some water."

Jiang Xiangchuan looked at the small fenced courtyard without walls, feeling sour and distressed.

Jiang Xiangchuan shook his head and said, "We won't go in. I'll tell you about the bellows and dining car."

“Also, there are willow leaf buns made by your mother in the basket.”

 In order to make it easier to bring things over, a small basket was placed on the dining cart.

Xuanxuan said: "Sister, the buns I made for lunch are still hot."

Jiang Zhiluo was very touched, "Dad, you and Mom don't have to worry about me. I eat well here, but you can save it for your younger brothers and sisters. They are growing up."

Jiang Zhiluo knew the conditions of her parents' family, and also knew that it was not a Chinese New Year or a holiday, so her family couldn't bear to make white flour rice, let alone make steamed buns with white flour.

Jiang Xiangchuan said: "They can't eat much, and they all miss you."

Xuanxuan nodded and said seriously: "Sister, I can eat less, sister, eat more."

Jiang Zhiluo’s nose felt sour and she felt very uncomfortable.

 “Silly Xuanxuan, you have to eat more, and you will grow faster if you eat more.”

Xuanxuan tilted his head and thought for a while and said, "Then if I grow up quickly, I will have the strength to do things and be good to my sister."

Jiang Zhiluo touched his hair and said: "Well, so we Xuanxuan can't eat less, we have to eat more."

Jiang Xiangchuan also handed the two hundred coins in his hand to Jiang Zhiluo and said: "Zhiluo, this is the one hundred coins earned from selling the building blocks. Take it."

Jiang Zhiluo's expression changed and she said, "Dad, I can't take your money. This is the money you earn from making building blocks. Keep it to buy some delicious food to replenish your health, mother and brothers and sisters."

“Dad, I have made money selling brown sugar and maltose during this period, and the money in my hands is real.”

Jiang Zhiluo deliberately became serious.

Jiang Xiangchuan was afraid that his daughter would be unhappy, so he could only take it back first.

Speaking about the building blocks, Jiang Xiangchuan explained: "Yesterday I went to the market in Yangliu Village and bought a set of building blocks to sell. Xuanxuan was playing next to him. A boy liked it, so his mother bought a set."

Jiang Zhiluo had previously painted building blocks in detail and how to play them. Jiang Xiangchuan could understand them, so he taught Xuanxuan how to play.

Jiang Zhiluo knows that most people in the village wait to buy things during the village market.

Not every village has a market. They are all large villages and have the custom of going to the market passed down from the past. Small traders nearby will go to the village market to sell things.

Villers from Shiliba Village may also come to the market on this day.

 Because everything sold in the village market is cheap and the price is acceptable to the villagers.

Jiang Zhiluo was afraid that her parents would worry, so she briefly talked about the business matters during this period, just to stop her parents from worrying.

"By the way, dad, can the bellows be sold?" Jiang Xiangchuan shook his head and said, "Everyone doesn't know how to use the bellows. I told everyone how to use it at the stall. There were many curious people watching, but no one bought it. Everyone thought it was too expensive. It’s not cost-effective to spend twenty or thirty pennies on a bellows, and it won’t affect anything when lighting a fire normally.”

“But your mother and I both feel that after using the bellows, we can save firewood, because the bellows has a big fire, and even a little firewood will burn very brightly, and the pot can be boiled in a short time.”

Jiang Xiangchuan’s eyes lit up when he looked at the bellows. Others didn’t understand, but he liked to use this thing.

Jiang Zhiluo knows that it really saves firewood.

 When the weather is dry and there is enough firewood, nothing can be seen.

If the weather is humid and the firewood feels damp, making it difficult to ignite, the bellows can play a big role.

Jiang Zhiluo talked with her father and brother, and then took out a bag of maltose, which contained more than thirty pieces of maltose.

 “Dad, this is maltose for you.”

With that said, Jiang Zhiluo took two pieces and handed them to Xuan Xuan: "Sister, I made these myself. You can take them and eat them."

"You can't eat too much in one day. Let dad take these and give them to you in pieces later."

Jiang Xiangchuan was stunned when he heard this, "Daughter, is this the maltose you made?"

Jiang Zhiluo nodded and said, "Well, I made it. Dad, you can try it."

“This is what I think. Dad, please stop making bellows and building blocks. If these things are sold at the village market, no one may buy them.”

 Actually, she was wrong at first. She only thought that her father could do carpentry and that doing some carpentry would be a good business.

 In fact, when people generally have not solved the problem of food and clothing, they will not think about buying other things.

 So it is better to do business or to do food business.

Jiang Zhiluo asked: "Dad, do you want to do some food business, that is, setting up a small stall."

Jiang Xiangchuan thought for a moment and said, "Daughter, my father is a stupid person. He doesn't know much about words or cooking. He can only do some carpentry work. He may not be able to run a food business. What if the noodles and vegetables are wasted? That’s a pity.”

“It’s just the beginning of spring and I have to be busy with farming. Dad wants to plant the land first.”

Jiang Xiangchuan felt that he would feel at ease only after planting the land well and having a grain harvest every year.

Moreover, since his legs are bad, it is inconvenient for him to go out and set up a stall. He mainly does not want his daughter to worry about him.

If he does this, his daughter will help him come up with ideas and worry about it.

“Daughter, don’t worry about your family. Take care of yourself so that your mother and I can rest assured.”

Jiang Zhiluo understands her father's concerns. Maybe if her life gets better and she earns more money, then if she helps her parents, they may not have any psychological burden.

However, Jiang Zhiluo still told her father about the method of making maltose. There is no need to set up a stall for this every day. If you make it once or twice occasionally, you can also earn some copper coins to support your family by setting up a stall at the village market.

 After talking for a while, Jiang Xiangchuan took Xuanxuan back.

However, when they left, Jiang Zhiluo brought them some cornmeal buns that had been steamed at noon.

 At noon, the family ate two, and there were six more, which were given to them all.

Jiang Xiangchuan didn't want it no matter what, but it was Jiang Zhiluo's insistence that made him take it.

Jiang Zhiluo couldn't bear to part with her well-behaved brother, so she hugged him and told him some things before letting him go back.

When Xuanxuan followed his father back, he turned around every step he took.

After walking out of the village and losing sight of sister, Xuanxuan looked at his father with red eyes and said, "Dad, can I come to see sister often?"