"Brother Sun, are you saying this true?" Mushui asked in disbelief.

"Dad, the pickles made by Xiu are delicious, so how about fake ones?" Mu Xiaocao retorted Mu Shui unhappily, and Mu Shui smiled embarrassedly.

"Brother Mu, you have raised a good daughter. I really envious. All of this was earned by Mu Xiu himself, not by me who helped her on purpose." Sun Xingfu said with a smile.

"Okay, my parents, Uncle Sun is going to rush back to the city. Hurry up and bring the pickles into the car." Mu Xiu couldn't help but speak.

"I forgot the important matters, move it quickly." Mushui patted his forehead lightly, rolled up his sleeves and started moving it.

The whole family went into battle and quickly filled the car.

"Dad, I'll send Uncle Sun out and I'll be back in a while." Mu Xiu also wants to pay the bill with Sun Xingfu.

"I'll give it, I'll give it." Mushui walked to the front first.

"Dad, Uncle Sun and I want to go to Uncle Fang's house to see the jar, so you can be at home." Mu Xiu could only find a reason.

Fortunately, Sun Xingfu understood what she meant and said, "Brother Mu, I'll ask Mu Xiu to lead a way, don't be polite to me."

"Okay." Mushui had no choice but to give up. Sun Xingfu led the donkey, Mu Xiu walked beside him, and the two walked towards the village head.

"Uncle Sun, each of these mushroom sauce is 50 kilograms, and the remaining one hundred kilograms are totaled. Take the ten kilograms of mushroom sauce this morning, and it will be twenty-seven yuan. I'm going to order fifty ones first, which is ten yuan. You can give me thirty-seven yuan in total." Mu Xiu settled the accounts quickly.

"You're wrong." Sun Xingfu said with a smile.

"Ah? I'll do it again." Mu Xiu hurriedly calculated again, that's right.

"Give it, this is fifty-five yuan, and the house has been sold to you. I will refund the extra rent to you." Sun Xingfu counted out fifty-five yuan and handed it to Mu Xiu.

"Uncle Sun remembers Qing, I forgot..." Mu Xiu came to his senses.

"You can forget, I can't forget, otherwise I will bully the small ones by the big ones." Sun Xingfu joked.

"No wonder Uncle Sun's business is good... Alas, Uncle Fang's house is ahead. Uncle Sun goes over and takes a look?" Mu Xiu pointed to the house not far away.

"Your aunt is too busy at home alone, so I will leave it to you to customize the jar. Uncle believes in your opinion. Uncle will go back first. I will come and get the jar in seven days." Sun Xingfu was anxious to take the pickles back first, and was unwilling to waste time, so after talking to Mu Xiu, he turned over and drove back to the county town.

Mu Xiu looked at Sun Xingfu and was about to leave, so he hurriedly called Sun Xingfu and explained to him a few words. Sun Xingfu nodded. After Mu Xiu watched him leave, he walked towards Old Man Fang's house.

Old Man Fang heard the knock on the door and opened it and saw that it was Mu Xiu. He was delighted. Since he came back from Mu's house, he has been looking forward to Mu Xiu coming soon.

"Mu Xiu, hurry into the house." Mr. Fang said enthusiastically.

"This time has come, it's not a big deal that you can rest." Mu Xiu asked embarrassedly.

"No, this person is old, he is less sleepy and sleeps lightly. He doesn't dare to sleep at noon, otherwise he will not be able to sleep at night." Old Man Fang closed the door and walked back.

Mu Xiu followed behind him and the two of them came to the room where Old Man Fang made the jar. There was a brand new set of tools in it. There were more than a dozen freshly made jars placed by the wall, big and small.

"Recently, a fellow villager came to buy me a jar, and these were all done and had not been taken away yet." Old Man Fang followed Mu Xiu's gaze and explained.

"Uncle Fang, I also want to buy jars, make them into exactly the same jars, and have engravings. Can I make them?" Mu Xiu asked.

"It can be done, but I'm all doing earthen jars."

"Yeah, I want this kind of ancient and simplified style." What Mu Xiu likes is this simple and durable earthen jar.

"How many do you want?" Old Man Fang asked.

"Fifty first, don't be too big. Just hold a pound of pickles in it. Carve the two words Sun Ji on the jar, carve the front and back sides of each side with a vertical line." Mu Xiu said his request.

"No problem, I'll do a few first. Come and see tomorrow. If possible, I'll continue to do it." Old Man Fang suggested.

"Okay, Mr. Fang, I won't bargain with you anymore. One is worth 20 cents." Mu Xiu has also inquired about the market price, which is the market. Although there should be discounts when doing more, Mu Xiu, as a time traveler, is really not used to wasting talk about a few cents here.

"Then it's a matter of just one word." Old Man Fang was very happy. The business was enough to buy a pound of meat to eat.

Mu Xiu said goodbye to Old Man Fang, returned home, handed over the pickles and rent to Zhou Shuilian, and then said calmly to the people in the room: "This house will be ours in the future. Uncle Sun came here today and has been transferred to my name."

"What did you say?"

"Where did you get the money for buying a house?"

The sounds of Zhou Shuilian and Mu Shui sounded at the same time, and Mu Xiaocao just looked at Mu Xiu in surprise.

"I developed two recipes from the book. Uncle Sun wanted to open a breakfast shop, so I sold the recipe to him, and the money sold was just enough to make up for the house." Mu Xiu explained to his parents.

"No wonder people say that scholars make money. You can read the show and read a little book so well." Mushui said with a smile.

"Yes, it's still amazing. At a young age, you can buy a house business. It's my poor little grass. What should I do in the future?" Zhou Shuilian's eyes turned red when she thought of the villagers' gossip about the little grass. This is how parents are, and she always thinks about the bad child.

Mu Xiaocao's face suddenly turned red and his voice became louder, "Mom, Mu Xiu bought a house. It was a happy thing, but it was a good thing. Why did he mention me suddenly? You shouldn't you dislike me and me for eating and drinking for free at home."

Mu Shui winked at Zhou Shuilian. Zhou Shuilian suddenly came to her senses and said embarrassedly: "I am confused and I don't take what I say casually."

"Mom, my sister will have a better and better life in the future. I originally wanted to wait for the New Year before talking about it. Since I have said this, I will just say it. I want to buy a house in the county town." Mu Xiu's words were like thunder, which shocked everyone to their senses.

"Why did you think of buying a house in the city?" Mu Xiaocao asked.

"Pan is still young and does not understand good or evil. The children in the village say everything bad. If they always say that Pan is not even her father, then Pan will feel so sad." Mu Xiu was an orphan before traveling through time. Even if the villagers in the mountains were good to her, the ridicule between the children made her a shadow throughout her childhood. Even if many years later, when she recalled on a certain night, her heart would still feel a slight pain.
Chapter completed!