"Then you go to the factory, and I’ll continue morizing the book."
Nian’an had recently been busy with morizing his books, and besides his schoolwork, he spent all his ti on this.
Herbal Properties Canon categorized 248 types of dicinal herbs into cold, hot, warm, and neutral categories, written in rhyd verse to facilitate morization and smooth recitation. However, that was comparatively speaking.
Nianhua could manage to read it for a while, but going through the entire text, she felt fortunate she hadn’t planned on becoming a doctor; she’d rather stick to studying her foreign languages.
The sound of Nian’an’s clear reciting made Nianhua feel dizzy and unable to rember anything, so she decided to help out at the factory instead.
The chili sauce and fish chili sauce business was particularly good. Aside from Wu ili, the factory had already hired six people, able to produce nearly a thousand bottles of chili sauce a day.
Every few days, a truck would deliver empty bottles and then take away the finished chili sauce.
Cheng Hao had reached out from South City and covered several nearby cities. His current task was to run around daily, checking if stocks needed replenishing. He even bought a small truck with his own money for deliveries.
At that ti, Nianhua was truly shocked and didn’t expect Cheng Hao to have such initiative.
She even clearly rembered how Cheng Hao looked when he said, "I trust Yicheng, even though the money we’re earning now isn’t enough to buy a truck, I believe that in ti, it will be."
Cheng Hao’s words carried his complete trust in Pei Yicheng, as well as his trust in Nianhua’s family, and also, he saw the potential in the chili sauce business.
The faster the chili sauce sold, the more money they made. Even Ji Ying now felt able to occasionally buy at to make delicious als to strengthen the children.
"Where’s Nian’an?" Ji Ying was washing glass bottles when she saw Nianhua but not Nian’an, and she asked curiously.
"Big brother is still morizing his books," Nianhua replied, joining her to wash the bottles.
With the current sales volu, they specifically needed people just to wash bottles; otherwise, they feared no one would be able to keep up.
"Do your schools still require you to morize dical books? Does he no longer wish to go to college?" Ji Ying had been busy these past few days. She saw Nian’an morizing dical books yesterday but hadn’t had the chance to ask.
"Going to college and becoming a doctor aren’t mutually exclusive," An’an reassured, "Mom, don’t worry. Big brother is smart. Even morizing dical books won’t hold him back."
"Becoming a doctor seems not too bad."
Ji Ying murmured quietly. Seeing her children succeed naturally made a mother happy. She smiled and said, "You and your brother should study hard and aim to add two more college students to our family next year."
In the past, Ji Ying would feel both joy and worry about her children going to college—joy for their success and worry about the finances at ho.
But now, it was different.
Making chili sauce, the money earned, not only was it enough to pay for two kids to go to college, it was also enough to build a new house!
"Okay, Mom, we’ll definitely make you proud next year," Nianhua, firm in her resolve to go to college, declared.
It was almost lunchti, and Ji Ying went off to prepare the al. After Nianhua helped set up the dishes, she went to inspect the finished products.
The Chili Sauce Factory today was not like it was initially. The place where the chili sauce was made was so clean it was nearly dust-free, and she had even made special light blue cotton clothes and hats, along with masks for everyone. Thus, the chili sauce produced was kept extra clean.
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