Chapter 6: Making Money Together

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Han Yue's words are not unfounded, after all, Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian are both strong laborers in their prime, while both Dou Dou and I are still in our youth. In terms of work speed and endurance, the couple will undoubtedly surpass us. With their participation, the output could triple, if not more.

Han Yue looked at the couple's awed expressions. According to his nature, this should have been a moment for him to show off, but for some reason, he suddenly found himself lacking any interest. In a state of lethargy, he momentarily could not find anything to say

Han Yue rolled his eyes, completely losing hope in the mouth of this old woman

When the faint scent of medicine wafted through the air, Han Yue distinctly noticed a slight change in the expression of the formidable Aunt Tian, as her gaze towards him showed a hint of trepidation

These are the simple rural people, who have been digging for food in the fields for generations, facing the earth and turning their backs to the sky, day after day, year after year, with almost every day being a repetition of the previous one. Their lives lack novelty and excitement, yet their character is truly commendable.

There is no need for a fifty-fifty split; we are taking too much advantage of you, and that is not appropriate

Uncle Tian did not understand the term "task," but that did not prevent him from grasping the meaning of the words. Seeing Han Yue so resolute, he no longer hesitated. He nodded emphatically and said, "Rest assured, I will definitely take care of everything for you."

When I achieve success, I will grant you wealth and honor. Today, I will take you to make mosquito coils, and tomorrow, I will lead you to sell liquor.

Go back! Hurry back! I can't let the little girl be by herself, or she'll be scared and cry. Don't dawdle, hurry back!

This process can sometimes be quite perplexing and at other times quite frustrating, yet regardless of how arduous the journey may be, there will always be individuals who persist in their efforts, and such individuals are often the ones who ultimately succeed.

With over a thousand years of knowledge as a backing, helping Uncle Tian to make a little profit is surely a piece of cake

In the end, the mosquito coil was left behind by Aunt Tian, because when Han Yue was wasting countless words trying to explain without success, he suddenly thought of a trick

It is settled then! Uncle, there are still eight trays of mosquito coils here. I originally intended to deliver them to the villagers myself. But now that I think about it, it would be better to ask you to take care of this matter. Remember, when you deliver the mosquito coils to each household tonight, let them know that starting tomorrow, we will hire them to sell goods at various markets. How about it, can this task be accomplished?

What? Really asking for it, wanting to die! The third son of the Han family is here... Rural men are all like this, they would rather suffer than lose face, no matter how weak their authority as husbands is, they still have to hold on when there are people around. There is a saying that describes it well, that is, a toad propping up the bed leg, stubbornly holding on.

Uncle Tian no longer paid her any attention, sitting down with Han Yue at the door of the house. He smacked his lips a few times and said in a low voice: "Han family's third son, you come here in the middle of the night to deliver mosquito coils, I fear you do not merely wish for us to light them for mosquito repellent. I see you have several more trays tucked under your arm; could it be that you intend to deliver to other households as well? Are you trying to build a reputation in the village...?" Do not underestimate rural people; they may be honest and simple with limited exposure, but that does not prevent them from possessing an innate kind of cleverness.

Alright! Han Yue, being adaptable and accommodating, took a few steps out of the courtyard, waved to Uncle Tian, and hurriedly made his way home under the moonlight

To be ungrateful is to be a petty person. Although Uncle Tian only treated him to a bowl of noodles, let us not forget that he saved Little Dou Dou. If he had not been there during the day, that silly girl Dou Dou would probably have sold herself by now

How has this child suddenly changed in such a short time? Could it be that heaven truly has eyes?

At this time, the night was getting a bit late, and Han Yue was thinking about his little Dou Dou at home, so he did not engage in much idle chatter and immediately conveyed his thoughts to the other party

This is what visiting someone is all about

Uncle Tian was taken aback by these words, and it took him a long time to react. He hurriedly said, "You want me to help you, and then split the profits 50-50? How can that be? This is something made from your family's secret recipe. If you want to hire me to help you sell it, I can accept a little payment, but as for sharing the profits, that is absolutely out of the question." As he spoke, he shook his head vigorously like a rattle drum, making Han Yue feel dizzy.

"As the head of the family, I told you long ago, the heavens are still watching. Isn't the third son of the Han family starting to take action now? That little girl Dou Dou has suffered for several years, and this time she is likely to finally see the light of day." Once the fierce aunt regained her true nature, her words flowed smoothly, bursting forth like a machine gun with over a hundred words in an instant, still in that high-pitched tone, still with that flavor. There was no need to organize her thoughts or process them through her brain. Various praises came pouring in, and Han Yue listened with great pleasure. Her speech flowed smoothly, bursting forth like a machine gun with over a hundred words in an instant, still in that high-pitched tone, still with that flavor. There was no need to organize her thoughts or process them through her brain. Various praises came pouring in, and Han Yue listened with great pleasure.

I will not say much to you; I will just give you a point directly

Regardless of the circumstances, the familiar flavor of the hometown gradually dissolved the sense of reverence, and the atmosphere slowly became harmonious again. In a moment, conversations were accompanied by smiles, and everyone felt much more at ease

I have already said that this thing is easy to imitate, and we only have about ten days left. In such a short period, even if Xiao Dou Dou and I do not eat or sleep, how many plates can we produce? How much can we sell? However, with Uncle Tian and Auntie joining in, the output will at least triple. Therefore, this matter is actually you helping me; I am taking advantage of you.

The Han family's youngest son asked, "Is this mosquito coil... is it a recipe passed down from your ancestors? Is it a secret formula?" The honest and simple rural couple, especially in ancient times, might never have ventured beyond a fifty-mile radius in their entire lives. When faced with anything they had never seen before, they would always harbor a sense of reverence in their hearts

Nevertheless, the way Uncle Tian referred to him quietly changed; Han Yue had subtly been elevated from the "third young master of the Han family" to the "third master of the Han family" in his mouth. Of course, Han Yue was not satisfied with this title. The "third master"? That sounds too rustic; it is even worse than being the "third young master." At least the latter sounds fresh and pure.

Later, Uncle Tian and Aunt Tian arrived at the gate of the courtyard, gazing in the direction of Han Yue. They exchanged a glance, both surprised.

"This is really ... ... Hehe, good stuff ... ..." Uncle Tian was not much better off, mumbling and humming for quite a while, but in the end, he still couldn't articulate a coherent sentence

Then it was settled! Han Yue laughed heartily and handed over the remaining mosquito coils to him. Looking up at the moon in the sky, he said: "Dou Dou is still at home, she is afraid of the dark, so I will head back first"

Aunt Tian, who was doing laundry in the room, had actually been eavesdropping on their conversation. At that moment, upon hearing Han Yue mention a fifty-fifty split, she couldn't help but interject urgently: "Exactly, exactly! Uncle of the child, it's already great that you thought of us for this good fortune, allowing our family to earn some wages. How could we possibly split it fifty-fifty with you? If the villagers find out, they will surely criticize us behind our backs."

Harmony and friendship among neighbors, chatting about family matters, picking up on trivialities, boasting a little, all in exchange for countless moments of joy

Look at how pitiful Dou Dou was in the past, a frail girl toiling in the fields every day, working herself to exhaustion. Her life was no different from that of a widow living in mourning after the death of her husband

Fortunately, Aunt Tian still knows a bit of propriety and understands the importance of preserving her man's dignity in front of others. Thus, she let out a soft grunt and retreated to the side of the large basin to continue washing clothes. Although she stepped back, her eyes were far from idle; she glanced at the lit mosquito coil from time to time, and then at Han Yue beside her, her face full of the expression that she had a lot to say, otherwise it would be very uncomfortable to hold it in.

Oh, is this your skin itching? Do you want me to help you relieve it? Aunt Tian clearly has not realized where she went wrong, or perhaps she has become so accustomed to being dominant in her own home that she is not afraid of her own man's threats, standing with her hands on her hips and ready to take action

What the hell, you are the one living in solitude!

Of course, there is still a bit of curiosity

In fact, Aunt Tian's nonsensical ramblings were so unbearable that even her husband could not tolerate them. He suddenly waved his hand and glared, threatening, "Can you die if you don't speak? Go wash your clothes, and if you keep babbling, I'll hit you!"

Although it is a small favor, one should not forget it. This is Han Yue's principle of being a person and also his guideline for action

Uncle, this mosquito coil is just a small item, easy to make, with readily available materials, and there are no secrets to it. As long as someone with determination sees this thing and thinks it over, they can replicate it. Therefore, I was thinking of asking for your help. Let’s collaborate and promote it widely; we can sell as much as possible. As for the financial aspect, we can split it fifty-fifty, and I assure you that you will not suffer any losses.

This move is very effective

Unfortunately, one cannot remain handsome for more than three seconds

Indeed! Han Yue did not hide it; in fact, from the moment he started making mosquito coils, he had the intention to involve Uncle Tian in this endeavor.

It has been proven that, regardless of the era, the promotion of new things requires a gradual process

"The third child of the Han family, it must have taken quite a bit of effort to make this, right?" Uncle Tian spoke again, and this time his words flowed much more smoothly. Perhaps it was because Han Yue had been smiling the whole time, maintaining a sense of familiarity for the couple.

Han Yue chuckled, feeling somewhat gratified that Aunt Tian had elevated him from the third son of the Han family to the status of Uncle Han. He stood up and brushed off the dust from his pants, saying: "It's not as sophisticated as you think; it's just a small gadget, not really a secret recipe or anything. I estimate that after about ten days of selling, someone will figure out how to make it. So, we need to promote it vigorously and sell it quickly, selling as much as we can. You all know that I have squandered my family's wealth over the past few years, so I need to earn some quick money." So, we need to promote it vigorously and sell it quickly, selling as much as we can. You all know that I have squandered my family's wealth over the past few years, so I need to earn some quick money.