Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

Just as dawn broke, Cheng Qiqi was preparing to cook porridge when she discovered that the stove was already burning brightly and the water in the pot was already hot.

Is there a fairy godmother like the Snail Goddess?

When Cheng Qiqi turned around, she saw a tall figure, which startled her.

"I'll heat the pot so you can start cooking the porridge directly, which will save time."

As Jin Mozhi spoke, the sky was just beginning to lighten with the first light of dawn. Cheng Qiqi, still yawning after just waking up, stumbled into the kitchen like a lost deer, captivating everyone's attention.

"You're really amazing."

Cheng Qiqi patted her chest, which was pounding violently from fright, and busied herself getting rice into the pot to cook porridge.

"Qiqi, you're up so early?"

Hearing the commotion, Liu Suyi got up early as well. She saw Cheng Qiqi cooking porridge by the pot and Heitu tending the fire in front of the stove. The scene was incredibly harmonious, just like a family...

Liu Suyi shuddered and shook her head rapidly. Heitu was a eunuch. She had really gotten up too early and her mind was not clear!

If Mo'er were still here, he and Qi Qi would definitely be... very happy, right?

"Mom, I need to cook some porridge. I'll go sell pickled cabbage porridge later."

Cheng Qiqi explained with a smile, "Mom, we agreed to sell pickled cabbage porridge today."

"Aren't we going to the sugar shop?"

Liu Suyi was taken aback. They had agreed to go to the sugar shop yesterday.

"I'm going to the sugar shop; Jin Yanzhi and Jin Lizhi can go sell pickled cabbage porridge!"

Cheng Qiqi said, "The pickled cabbage is already sour; we can't waste this opportunity to make money."

"Then why didn't they come and cook porridge for you?"

Liu Suyi frowned, not wanting her daughter-in-law to suffer any injustice or be taken advantage of.

"Because I don't sell the pickled cabbage porridge, they handle the whole process, so I naturally prepare the porridge and pickled cabbage at home."

After Cheng Qiqi finished cooking the porridge, she started to open the jar and chop the pickled cabbage. As soon as the lid was opened, a strong sour smell wafted out. Cheng Qiqi happily chopped a little bit and tasted it first. It was sour and crunchy, and the sourness was just right!

"Mother, you should try some."

Cheng Qiqi didn't care about using the fire; when the pot needed stirring, she would just say something, and Liu Suyi would stir the porridge. She asked, "Jin Yanzhi and Jin Lizhi went to sell pickled cabbage porridge, so where are the others?"

"Sanfang Shenglan and Jinqing are in charge of washing and drying the mustard greens."

Cheng Qiqi had already discussed it with them yesterday, and everyone would contribute their efforts, with a reasonable division of labor.

"Jin Lizhi is an honest and kind person, which is indeed good."

Liu Suyi recalled Jin Lizhi's character and concluded that he was indeed trustworthy.

"Mother, don't worry, we know how much money we can get for these things."

With a smile, Cheng Qiqi started wrapping the pickled cabbage after she finished chopping it. Since someone had bought ten spoonfuls at once last time, and one spoonful was given free for every ten spoonfuls, Cheng Qiqi decided to wrap ten spoonfuls directly.

Wrapping it in oil paper also makes the most of the oil paper.

Ten spoonfuls, one spoonful free. Every spoonful is generously portioned by Cheng Qiqi, ensuring there will be no less.

One by one, everyone got up and started working. Zhongyonghou and his son Jin Yanzhi went to the nearby mountain and collected a lot of firewood. They didn't rest when they got back. The father and son went to fetch water and quickly filled the large water vat.

Cheng Qiqi glanced at Jin Yanzhi; this guy has really improved.

"Yanzhi, are you tired? Have some water. Why did you carry so much water? There are only three of us, we can't use it all..." so much water.

Before Lin Huilan could finish speaking, Jin Yanzhi said, "Little Mother, it's precisely because Father and Madam have so many people that they need help carrying water."

Otherwise, when will he be able to eat his sister-in-law's cooking again?

"Little sister, hurry up and make some noodles, I'm hungry. I still have to go sell pickled cabbage porridge later." Jin Yanzhi's eyes were sparkling. He was full of energy just thinking about selling pickled cabbage porridge!

"..."

Lin Huilan, who was being urged, couldn't help but twitch her lips when she saw Jin Yanzhi's excited expression. This son of hers... how come he's become addicted to working?

"Dad, I'll go with my brother to sell pickled cabbage porridge. I'm a girl, I'm sure I can sell it just as well as my sister-in-law."

Jin Xue'er pestered Marquis Zhongyong so that she could sell pickled cabbage porridge.

"no."

Marquis Zhongyong refused, saying, "Let them test the waters first, so I won't have to worry about protecting you."

Marquis Zhongyong knows Jin Xue'er's personality very well. Why would he send her to sell pickled cabbage porridge?

I'm afraid she'll be too shy to even get off the cart and will have to go to the county to buy food and fabric to make new clothes.

In the end, Jin Xue'er didn't get to sell the pickled cabbage porridge. She could only glare at Cheng Qiqi fiercely before storming off to the discipline platform.

"..."

Cheng Qiqi glared back without hesitation. Did Jin Xueer want to compare who had bigger eyes?

When she arrived at the sugar shop, all three Leng brothers were there, and even Granny Leng greeted her with a smile.

"Aunt Leng, can she really make sugar? And you even paid her a hundred coins?"

When Song Zhenmei heard that Cheng Qiqi was to make sugar today, all her sleepiness vanished.

The old woman glanced at her and said, "You'd better work hard. Your uncle said if you don't work hard, he'll send you back to get married!"

"Don't."

Song Zhenmei immediately stood obediently to the side and remained silent.

Cheng Qiqi entered the candy shop. Seeing everyone's gazes, she didn't say anything, only remarking, "Cold..."

"Cold Island".

Leng Yu pursed his lips, seemingly surprised that Cheng Qiqi hadn't even remembered his name.

"This juicing machine needs to be improved."

As Cheng Qiqi spoke, she directly pointed out several areas for improvement. The workers all looked at Leng Yu. This little girl looked so young, was she reliable?

"Listen to her."

Leng Yu asked, "Mrs. Jin, this is... an improved machine. Will it produce more juice?"

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him but didn't say anything. She said, "I'll tell you what to do later, and you do it."

Cheng Qiqi reviewed the key points of yesterday's notes in her mind, and then began to direct the sugar-making process!

The experienced workers, sweating profusely, pushed the stone mill. After the first juice was extracted, she said, "Bring another wooden bucket to store it!"

"Take this pot and boil it into sugar."

As soon as Cheng Qiqi finished speaking, Leng Yu said, "Mrs. Jin, there's still a lot of syrup left to cook together, he..."

"Do you know why the sugar you make doesn't have a good color or a good aroma?"

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him: "If you want me to make sugar, shut up!"

The Wen family, who were wrapping candy nearby, were stunned by what they saw. Qi Qi was really brave, daring to even scold the young master Leng?

Leng Yu's face flushed red and then turned pale after being scolded.

"Cheng Qiqi, don't think of yourself as some kind of princess consort or young mistress. If this candy isn't cooked properly, you'll have a hard time later." The cold-hearted old woman, who was protecting her grandson, stepped forward, still holding the gleaming ruler in her hand.

"Since you've invited me to make the sugar, then do as I say. If you're going to question me at every turn, why bother inviting me?"

Cheng Qiqi slightly lifted her eyelids, showing no fear even though the sugar workshop was run by the Leng family: "Right now, it's just juicing. Even a slight delay in boiling the sugar could turn a whole pot of sugar into waste!"