Transmigration: The Evil Mother-In-Law Is Actually Innocent!

42: Chapter 42 Difficulties are Increasing_1 42: Chapter 42 Difficulties are Increasing_1 In the days of the autumn harvest, the evening meals were too good, and the weight of the Zhou family members soared, even the eldest and second sons who worked in the fields put on fat, but the most noticeable was Lady Li.

She, already a food lover, didn’t skimp on trapping wild chickens during the harvest.

Zhulan was generous, and Lady Li really outdid herself, with the result that she became even plumper.

Her facial features, which were not very distinct to begin with, resembled a pancake with her newfound roundness.

Zhulan usually didn’t look at Lady Li’s face, especially when she smiled with her eyes squinted, which was just too comical.

Lady Li, on the other hand, didn’t see it that way.

She was proud of her cheeks and always boasted about her “blessed” visage.

The autumn harvest ended quickly.

Bags of rice grain were neatly stacked, waiting for the village harvest to conclude so they could be collected as tax.

Many wild chickens were trapped during the harvest, a craft that others in the village had learned as well, making this year’s harvest particularly lively.

Although Zhulan craved meat, eating chicken continuously had satiated her, and in the end, Zhou Shuren, having tasted cured duck, decided to apply the same technique to the leftover wild chickens, turning them into cured wild chicken.

As for why they didn’t raise the wild chickens, the birds were too temperamental and would die from sheer frustration if tied up, offering no chance to be domesticated.

After the harvest, the eldest and second sons went to the fields to gather corn stalks for kindling.

Zhulan also prepared gifts and counted the days until she could return to her paternal home, inquiring about the specific date for the armed escort so she could get Zhou Shuren’s luggage ready.

She didn’t have time to worry about Lady Li, who was always hanging around the host family, and she was content to have some peace and quiet from her chatter.

Really, constant nagging is unbearable.

Just as Zhulan thought of Lady Li, she ran back, her hair somewhat disheveled.

“Chased by a dog?

What kind of state is that to return in?”

Originally, Zhulan thought Lady Li was the only one lacking in intelligence, and she was willing to be lenient, but no matter how nicely you spoke, it seemed like something was lost in translation.

Day after day, you were so anxious, almost ready to kowtow and apologize, and several times the neighbors saw you, thoroughly mocking you.

The reputation for kindness that was so hard to build vanished in an instant.

Angry, Zhulan finally understood that Lady Li was destined to need discipline.

See, scold her, and she actually smiles and takes it cheerfully.

Lady Li wasn’t the least bit intimidated and tidied her hair.

Her mother-in-law’s scowl could not suppress her excitement, “Mother, the third daughter from Old Wang’s family made a fortune, and the Xu family, they say, heard the jingle of a bundle of copper coins—they must amount to several taels!”

Zhulan, “…..

I suppose the whole village knows by now!”

They would not get involved anymore; Wang Ru’s road to success was becoming increasingly difficult.

It started with Old Wang changing his ways, and now with this money-making venture.

Originally, it was not known outside of Yan village that Wang Ru made money, because the outspoken were tight-lipped, but now that it’s the Xu family talking, don’t expect much discretion from them.

They tend to spill the beans just like Lady Li—they’re cut from the same cloth.

Lady Li felt her mother-in-law was missing the point, “Mother, the third daughter made money, a lot of money.”

This was something Zhulan agreed with.

All year round, their twenty-acre farm couldn’t make ten taels of silver, but according to the original text, Wang Ru made ten taels of silver, all from selling ten recipes on how to make kimchi.

It was sold that cheaply; one couldn’t expect there to be a concept of copyright in ancient times, and if not for the fresh ingredients for kimchi, any recipe would hardly fetch a hundred Da Qian.

Zhulan quietly recalled in her mind the dishes—kimchi stewed with pork belly, fried kimchi—and thought, once the restaurant that bought Wang Ru’s recipes made them, her family could also try it out.

Seeing her mother lost in thought again, Lady Li had to gently call out, “Mother, Mother.”

Zhulan came back to her senses.

She didn’t care about the reaction Wang Ru’s earnings caused.

She only cared about the kimchi and saw an opportunity to make a little money on the side; after all, the Zhou family was always drawing ire, and with so many ‘lice’, one more wouldn’t hurt, “Go call your brothers back.”

Lady Li was a bit confused, but her mother-in-law had already turned to go back inside, drumming up worries about what serious matter this could be, and she hurried off.

Despite being rather plump, Lady Li was surprisingly agile.

Zhulan went back inside to find money, her eyes gleaming, “I’ll have your brothers bring in extra cabbage to sell.

We’ll also make a profit riding this money-making wind.”

Zhou Shuren frowned, “Don’t rush it.

Let’s wait until it explodes in Wang’s family that the kimchi is made from cabbage.”

Zhulan slapped her forehead, “Right, you’re right.

Later, let’s have Lady Li go and find out.

She’s good at that.”

Saying so, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Having someone like Lady Li in the house was truly indispensable.