I transmigrated into a farming novel and started with a campervan.

Li looked at the silver, then put on a serious expression: "Sanya, this money is what you worked so hard to earn. It will be very useful to you. Your father and I have discussed it, and from now on, all the money you earn will be yours. The money from this tofu will be enough to manage the household."

During the day, she had discussed it with her husband. Now that the child was grown up and capable, the family shouldn't stand in their way.

Sanya's family only gave her a dozen or so taels of silver when she went to the Northwest. She sold tofu on her own, and her family had already taken that money. They couldn't accept the two thousand taels she earned.

"We're family, why are you talking like family? Mother, I also want to move into a big house as soon as possible. Living in this shack every day isn't a solution. Besides, the busy farming season is coming soon, and then there will be even less people to help build a house."

Wang Yiyi did not accept the money.

Making money makes you happiest, but spending money on your family makes you feel truly happy.

Madam Li glanced at the silver, then at the simple shack, and still accepted it: "Consider this money a loan from your mother, and I'll pay you back later."

Wang Yiyi ignored what Li Shi said and felt relieved when she saw that Li Shi had accepted the money.

Er Ya skipped over, saying, "Third Sister, let me go check on the carriage!"

She had been waiting all day and couldn't wait any longer.

Daya ran over too, her face full of anticipation.

Wang Yiyi smiled and opened the door, letting her sisters go upstairs.

Er Ya looked around and was very disappointed: "Third Sister, why is this carriage so shabby? Shabby is one thing, but why are the pieces of wood nailed together so ugly? This carpenter is no good."

Wang Yiyi's smile vanished, replaced by a fierce look: "Isn't this pretty good-looking? Don't you even know anything about aesthetics?"

She made all of these herself, and she was very pleased with them.

Er Ya was too lazy to argue with her and got off the car with a disappointed look on her face.

This carriage is nothing special.

Daya stepped in to smooth things over: "Third Sister, this car was a gift. No matter what, it's the thought that counts. Father can modify it later."

Wang Yiyi pouted and didn't say anything. Wasn't that still saying her carriage was ugly?

The three sisters argued until Li offered them food, at which point they finally stopped.

"Father, Mother, let my eldest and second eldest sisters come with me to set up the stall tomorrow," Wang Yiyi said casually, picking up a piece of food with her chopsticks.

Li looked stunned: "Set up a stall? What kind of stall?"

Wang Yiyi: "I brought a lot of spices and medicinal herbs from the Northwest. It's too slow for me to sell all of this by myself. It will be faster if my eldest sister and second sister help me."

Then she looked up at Daya and Erya and said, "Big sister, if second sister makes money, I'll take 70%, and the remaining 30% will go to them."

Before Li could speak, Er Ya immediately agreed, thinking that she could earn a lot of money.

Daya was silent for a while, then shook her head: "We need to make tofu and build a house at home, so I'll stay home and help my parents."

"We can just hire another person at home. The money we make from setting up a stall will definitely be much more than the wages for hiring someone." Wang Yiyi didn't care. Her parents were there to look after things at home.

Da Ya kept her head down, still unwilling.

Li glanced at Daya. Ever since Jiang Chengzong's matter was settled, her eldest daughter had never left the house again.

She knew that Daya hadn't completely moved on.

She slammed her hand on the table, her tone firm: "Go, all of you go. I don't want any of the money you earn; you can keep it yourselves."

Wang Dashan chimed in, "Listen to your mother, set a good example for your two younger sisters."

Er Ya pleaded and begged until Daya finally had no choice but to agree.

On their first day setting up their stall, Wang Yiyi didn't give them much merchandise. He took them to Shi County, explained the prices, and then left.

She plans to go to Liangping County.

She specifically chose a place not far from Tianxiang Tower.

She still wanted to try to win over Chen Dusheng.

Chen Dusheng had noticed Wang Yiyi early on, but seeing that her business was doing well, he didn't bother her.

Around noon, he felt a little sorry for her and brought her some food: "Have something, it's hot."

Wang Yi thanked them and began to eat heartily. He had to admit that the food at Tianxianglou was indeed quite good.

"How much is this sachet?" Wang Yiyi had just put a mouthful of rice in her mouth when a customer came in.

Wang Yi hurriedly put down the rice in his hand: "One hundred coins." He then pointed to the food next to him: "These are all one hundred coins."

Chen Dusheng paused, his brows furrowing involuntarily. He had just glanced at them and realized that those sachets were made of authentic Northwest spices. How could they only cost one hundred coins?

After the customer left, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Wang, are you only selling these for one hundred coins?"

Wang Yi nodded: "Yes."

She could make half of a hundred coins, so she thought the price was reasonable.

Chen Dusheng squatted down, casually picked up a sachet, and brought it to his nose to smell: "This is benzoin, isn't it?"

After receiving Wang Yiyi's confirmation, he continued, "Such a sachet would sell for fifty coins in the Northwest. Miss Wang must have obtained it from merchants from both the North and South. Just considering the transportation costs alone, they would need to sell it for at least ninety coins to break even. Miss Wang would also have to cover the loss costs after receiving it. I wonder how much profit Miss Wang can make selling it at this price?"

Later on, he even got a little angry.

This isn't doing business properly at all; it's clearly children playing house.

Wang Yi wasn't annoyed at all. Chen Dusheng was right. If it really was a caravan that had genuinely transported the goods from the Northwest, the losses and transportation costs along the way would mean that it would have to sell for at least 150 coins to make a profit.

But she's different. She has almost no transportation costs or losses. After deducting costs, everything else is her profit.

She stared at Chen Dusheng and smiled, "Young Master Chen, how much do you think would be a suitable price?"

"At least 150 coins."

"Young Master Chen is right. I can only earn one coin for each sachet, but look at me, I've sold thirty or forty this morning. Earning sixty-seven coins a day is already very good."

Wang Yiyi looked completely at ease.

Chen Du was so angry that he paced around twice before calming down: "Do you know that even setting up a stall requires paying taxes? If you earn a single coin, it's not even enough to cover the taxes. That's not how you do business."

He finally understood why Wang Yiyi was so insistent on making him the manager.

She really needs a manager.

Wang Yi laughed twice: "Young Master Chen disapproves of my business practices, so why don't you sell these for me?"

Chen Dusheng's expression changed, and he muttered, "I don't know how to do business. I was just trying to be helpful."

Having said that, he dared not linger any longer and turned to return to the restaurant.

"If it's sold at Young Master Chen's price, Young Master Chen can get 10% of the profit." Wang Yiyi's voice suddenly came from behind.

Chen Dusheng did indeed stop.

Wang Yiyi pressed on: "Young Master Chen has seen how popular these sachets and jewelry are; they earn far more than you would as an accountant at Tianxiang Tower. Since you're short of money, why not take a gamble?"