After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

Of course, the fight didn't end in the end.

Qin Yao's cold glance worked better than anything else. Liu Ji immediately settled down and became much more well-behaved than before.

Old man Liu glanced at Qin Yao with admiration. Thanks to her ruthlessness, the third child was indeed quite sensible after going through the border crossing.

Seeing Old Man Liu's expression, Mrs. Zhang leaned behind him and whispered proudly:

"Look, what I said originally, how could Yao Niang harm the third child? She doesn't pay for the corvee, she just wants to help the third child learn well."

Old Man Liu was convinced and kept saying, "Yes, yes, you are right."

Zhang arrogantly tilted her head, "That's it~"

It gets dark early in winter. After dinner, it is already dark.

Qin Yao's family of six held a torch, left the old house and returned to their own home.

When you pass the water mill, take the money box.

The weather is getting cold, and it has been snowing for a long time today. Everyone is afraid of the cold, and no one comes to the water mill. Erlang shook the cash box, making two or three scattered sounds.

When I got home, I took it out and saw that there were only three copper coins.

Qin Yao took out the account book at home. Erlang already knew how to add today's income from the water mill, and then threw the copper plate into the clay pot in the cupboard in the main room.

Everyday when he and Dalang need to take money to go out to buy groceries or something, they take the money from here, and then write it down in the ledger every day.

The reason why it was so troublesome was that when Qin Yao was busy at the water mill, she basically couldn't take care of three meals a day at home.

But every time she had to ask for money to buy something small, Qin Yao also found it troublesome, so she simply re-established a daily storage tank and used the income from the water mill for daily expenses.

This job was originally done by Liu Ji. When he returned home, he found that his power to manage money had been taken away by Erlang, and he felt depressed for a while.

Erlang locked the cabinet and hung the key directly around his neck on a rope. He would only take it off when taking a shower.

The little guy walked down the corridor seriously and said to Liu Ji who was adding charcoal to the bacon charcoal basin:

"Dad, grandma said that you will be responsible for three meals a day while you are home, so if you want to use money, just come to me."

Liu Ji stared, so shocked that he almost touched his fingers by the charcoal fire. While sucking in the air-conditioning, he asked in surprise:

"I still have to get money from my son?"

Erlang raised his hand and circled everyone in the room, "No, my family has to come from me if they want to get money."

Qin Yao, who was eating fried peanuts in the room, nodded in approval, "Now Erlang is the housekeeper."

Qin Yao thinks that for children, learning some simple accounts can help them develop their financial intelligence. Since Erlang doesn't like martial arts, let him manage money.

Moreover, the money was not much, so she was not afraid of losing it, and she felt relaxed.

A few days ago, Qin Yao bought a small half fan of pork from the butcher in the town. She asked He and Zhang to help cut it into strips and marinate it, and then made twelve strips of bacon.

Now use several wooden boards to surround the corridor of the main room, burn a pot of charcoal fire, cover it with ashes, and slowly smoke it.

Liu Ji closed the windproof board, stood up, and sent Erlang to fetch a basin of water to wash his hands.

I touched the charcoal, and it was as black as if it came out of a coal mine.

The charcoal stove in the main room was always burning, and there was boiling hot water on it. Seeing that his father had just come home, Erlang opened his legs, fetched him a basin of hot water, and handed him a piece of soap.

Liu Ji held the soap in his hand and looked at Erlang suspiciously, "What is this?"

"Soap can be used to wash your face, hands, shower and clothes. It will foam. Dad, you can try it." Erlang said with a hint of showing off, wanting to see his father's inexperienced look.

Unfortunately, the other party was an adult after all. Although he was surprised in his heart, he didn't show it on his face, which made Erlang greatly disappointed.

After watching Liu Ji make bubbles, he grabbed the soap and put it back on the stone table next to the kitchen door.

Liu Ji washed his hands and smelled his hands again. There was no strange smell. This soap is very useful.

"Where did you buy it?" Liu Ji poured out the dirty water and asked Erlang quietly.

Erlang also whispered back, "Aniang conjured it up, she is amazing, she can do magic!"

Liu Ji's mouth twitched slightly. This woman is fooling a child again. There is no magic in this world!

He wanted to ask more about what it was made of, but Erlang thought it was cold outside and ran into the house.

Liu Ji had no choice but to give up and look at the small piece of white jade-colored soap on the stone table, as if he had heard of this thing somewhere.

Oh, I remembered that Fan Xiucai had mentioned before that his grandfather specially bought a pack of soap from Shuntian Prefecture in the south. It was specially used for washing hands and bathing. It would foam and have a fragrance, which was a hundred times better than soap powder.

However, his product has no fragrance, probably because no expensive spices are added.

"Madam, your soap is not cheap to make, is it?"

As soon as he entered the main room, Liu Ji asked tentatively.

Qin Yao hummed, nothing on a pig is cheap. She motioned to Dalang to put the candlestick higher and was reading an account in her hand.

Liu Ji wanted to take a look, but Qin Yao immediately raised her head warily. He had to sit down opposite her angrily, took out a book from his bag, and pretended to read it in a low voice, looking like he was working hard.

The four Dalang brothers shared a footbath to wash their feet. After washing their feet, they put on their straw slippers, divided the charcoal from the charcoal stove into their small charcoal basins, and then went back to their room to rest.

This small charcoal basin is interesting. Qin Yao found it in a shop selling pottery bowls in the town. It looks like an open jar, but it is actually a very thick pottery bowl.

She bought the bowl back and asked Carpenter Liu to help make a jacket out of bamboo slices. She put the pottery bowl in the bamboo woven case and pressed the handles on both ends so that it would be small enough to hold it in her hand without fear of burning her hands.

A total of three were made, one for herself, four for Dalang and her sister, two and two for a total of one.

On a cold winter night, first fill the charcoal pot with charcoal, then cover it with a bamboo cover, put it under the quilt, iron it before getting into bed, and you won't feel cold at all.

In the memories of the four Dalang brothers and sisters, winter was the most difficult thing to endure.

How is it like now, in winter, there are charcoal fires and airtight rooms, as well as soft quilts and small charcoal basins. Huddled in the warm quilt, it is so comfortable that you don't want to get up.

You can also put the small charcoal basin on your knees to warm your hands. If your hands are cold when writing, just touch them.

This function is similar to the copper hand warmers of wealthy people. It is not as exquisite, but it is cheap and practical.

It’s just that the quality of the pottery bowl may not last long and it will have to be replaced next year.

Qin Yao's ingenious ideas were all thanks to the developed Internet in his previous life. Specialties from all over the world can be purchased online.

It might have seemed like a joy at the time, but looking back now, it has brought a lot of convenience to her life.

Liu Ji looked at the small bamboo-covered charcoal basin on Qin Yao's knees with greedy eyes, and did not forget to ask about the soap.

Fan Xiucai said that if something is useful, it must be a valuable thing. If you can make more and sell it, why don't you give it away?

Qin Yao couldn't ignore his fiery gaze.

She had thought of what he was thinking about before. How could she not know the little thing in Liu Ji's heart?