Mr. Song thought this way, and the rest of the Song family naturally thought this way too.

Grandma Song was the first to echo, "Yue'er is right. If we give up the small head and get the big head, we won't suffer any loss."

Mr. Song also agreed, "Yes, the villagers are good, so naturally they will no longer care about our going to the workshop, which will reduce a lot of consequences."

"Even if this is the case, you shouldn't make a decision. You should tell your family in advance." Even though she felt that Song Wanyue was right, Xu still scolded her softly. She found that Song Wanyue was getting more and more interested. This was the case when she went to the palace and the matter when she was hung up. If she didn't talk about her, she might "do" something big happens in the future.

Song Wanyue smiled and held her arm, "I understand. I will tell you what happens in the future."

"You..."

Seeing it so well-behaved, Xu couldn't say more scolding, and reached out to point her nose with pampering.

Song Lin was jealous of seeing it. He often did this when his daughter was a child. Now that he is old, he doesn't have the chance to do this anymore.

...

For several days, the Song family still went to the workshop, and the villagers gradually noticed something. Some met them on the way, some brought their own vegetables and said that they could not finish eating them; some brought them to their homes with prey they had just called.

No matter who they met or who came to their home, the Song family warmly received them, saying that they were doing meticulous work when they went to the Gu family, and that the Gu family did not recruit many people, and they used their own relatives.

Soon their statement spread in the village, and those who were thinking about working in the Gu family through them took a break.

In the blink of an eye, it was the day when Song Simu was off. Early in the morning, the academy was on vacation, so he went to the cold skin stall to help with the book basket and changing clothes. He was busy until he got off the stall and came back with a ox cart.

Song Shu told him about his family's work in Gu's workshop to make herbal tea, and also about his desire to hang up fields for the villagers for free.

After hearing this, Song Si agreed very much, "My little sister is right in mind. Even if the family members don't make herbal tea, we can't collect money if the villagers hang the fields. It's not easy for the villagers themselves, so we can help a little."

"By the way, there is another thing. Yue'er said that when you go to the Fucheng City for the exam, she and Mr. Gu will accompany you and sell the mint oil by the way."

When Song Shu mentioned the peppermint oil, he looked excited. Before Song Si could speak, he said, "Do you know, Yue'er said that the peppermint oil made at home can sell a lot of money."

When Song Si heard him say that Song Wanyue and Gu Yi were going to the capital with him, Song Si frowned slightly. When he heard that he was not following him to play, but selling mint oil, he didn't dare to let go, but instead frowned tighter. What was mint oil used for, they didn't know, how could he sell mint oil for money?

"What's wrong?"

Liu Cuilan sat close to him and saw his frowning brows. She thought he was uncomfortable and asked nervously.

"Grandpa and grandma, uncle, aunt agreed?"

"I agree, Yue'er said that we will cover all the expenses, including Mr. Gu."

Song Si knew about the money that Yue'er had more than 100 taels of silver in his hand. The money that was sold every day and the income from herbal tea in the restaurant could be enough to make up 300 taels of silver within three months to redeem the Gu family's bracelet. But if you really spend it to the city and spend it, what can you use to redeem the bracelet?

Realizing that his expression was wrong, Liu Cuilan quietly pulled Song Shu's clothes. Song Shu turned his head and looked over. Seeing Song Si frowned, she thought about it but didn't feel that she was saying something wrong.

"Si'er, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, let's talk about it when we go home."

Song Shu and Liu Cuilan looked at each other, raised their whip and rushed the ox cart a little faster. When they arrived at home, Mr. Song and others had not yet gone to the workshop.

Song Shen ran out and carried the book basket in. Song Si got out of the ox cart, went into the house and called out to someone, and walked to Song Wanyue, "Little sister, follow me into the house, my brother has something to say to you."

Seeing that he looked serious, Song Wanyue quietly looked at Liu Cuilan and asked with her eyes what was going on. Liu Cuilan quietly shook her head, but she didn't know.

Song Wanyue entered the house, and Song Si closed the door and asked her to sit on the chair where she used to study. "Brother, ask you, how sure are you sure that peppermint oil can be sold for money?"

Song Wanyue stretched out a small hand.

Song Si looked serious, "My brother will not interfere with what you do, but going to the city will cost a lot of money. If the little money you have spent but didn't make money back, how can you redeem Gu's hands..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Wanyue stretched out her other little hand and shook it in front of him with a smile, "Ten."

Song Si was stunned, "Are you sure?"

"Of course, sure, brother, peppermint oil can not only repel mosquitoes, but also refresh the mind. It is the favorite thing for students. This time I went to Fucheng, and it is mainly sold to students who are taking the exam."

Song Si still didn't believe it. He had been reading books for many years, but he had never heard of such a good thing.

Song Wanyue stood up and walked out, "Brother, follow me, you will know if you use it."

Song Si followed her out and came to the jar filled with mint oil. Song Wanyue bent down and opened the lid of the jar, and a scent of swelling came out.

Song Shen, who followed him, hurriedly covered his nose, and Song Si frowned slightly.

"Second brother, go and take the new wooden spoon made by my father."

Song Shen ran over and took it, and stood there two steps away. He handed the wooden spoon from afar, "Give it."

Song Wanyue took it, put the wooden spoon in, scooped out a small amount, and held it in front of Song Si, "Brother, dip it with your fingers and apply it to your temple."

Song Sisu did as he stretched out his right hand and gently applied it to the temple on his right side-the cool comfort suddenly came.

He was stunned for a moment, and soon he touched a little on his temple on his left. His brain, which was a little confused all the way, became much clearer immediately.

He opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "This..."

"How is it? Is it refreshing?"

Song Si was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

The weather is hot, and even if you have lunch break, you will feel drowsy all afternoon. Even if you are persistent and listen to your Master’s lecture, you will not listen much. It will be different if you apply this mint oil. Not only will you be energetic, but you will also be very clear-headed.

"Second brother, come and try it."

Song Shen didn't want to try it. The smell was so bad, wouldn't it smell even worse when applied to his face?

But Song Si asked him to try, but he didn't dare not. He stepped forward with unwillingness, and barely dipped it in a little while with his little fingers, and hesitated to apply it on his temple.

The moment he finished applying, he suddenly opened his eyes wide, looked at his hands in disbelief, and then looked at the mint oil in the wooden spoon, replaced it with a thumb, pressed it into the wooden spoon, and it was dipped a lot, and then he wanted to touch the temple.

"You can't stand it if you apply too much."

Song Wanyue reminded.
Chapter completed!