Lie Ying: All the villains in my family have been reborn

Chapter 68 This business mind is gone
"Pfft."

Jia Sheng was amused by his younger brother's emotion, "You're still acting good when you get the cheap."

"Brother wants to go back to when I was two years old and see how I deal with that scumbag who hurt our mother."

"Brother, let's not discuss that bastard."

Jiaqing's tone was full of hatred, "When I mention him, I can't maintain the mentality of a two-year-old."

"Besides, I was not born at that time, how boring?"

"You're right."

Jiasheng sighed, "When I was two years old, Xinxin was just born."

"If I really go back to that time, maybe I will cause you to cease to exist."

"So, it's best now. Mom keeps it, and the three of us sisters don't lose any of them."

Jia Qing sweated a little, and then smiled, "What's more, we now, with the memories of our previous life, will definitely live a better life than anyone else."

"Okay, don't talk about these things, go to sleep, when you grow up, you will miss the days when you were young."

Jia Sheng didn't want to mention that person either, so he patted his younger brother lightly, "Good boy, we have plenty of time in this life, take care of those people."

"Don't worry, nothing can be done in a hurry."

"I know."

Jiaqing muttered something in a low voice, and soon there was a slight cry.

"It's still too young, and I fell asleep immediately when I dozed off."

Hearing the sound of his younger brother's even breathing, Jia Sheng sighed secretly, and went through the money-making business that he was about to do in his mind, and then fell asleep.

……

In the days that followed, the adults were busy making cotton clothes, while Jiaxin and Jiaqing were covering for his brother, letting him do what he wanted to do.

Not long after, Wen Nian learned from the villagers that his son was selling bubble gum with a group of older children.

A long snack made of rice flour with a hollow center, especially liked by children.

That night, Wen Nian didn't work overtime to make clothes. She waited for the two younger ones to sleep before she went to find the eldest son.

"Sheng'er, can you tell mom what are you busy with these days?"

Facing his mother's question, Jia Sheng hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Mom, I actually didn't do anything."

"It's because you work so hard every day for this family, so I want to help."

He observed his mother's reaction while talking, and saw that her face didn't change, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The boy had no choice but to bite the bullet and continued: "So I used the money left over from buying medicine for you before, and the money I got from selling a lot of fish to buy some bubble gum and sell it."

"Cough, of course, in order to earn more money, I discussed it with a person in charge at the bubble sugar factory..."

With the child's narration, Wen Nian realized that his child not only had an agreement with the processing factory to make every ten sticks cheaper by 1 minute.

Then a big bag is neatly packed, and there are a hundred of them, which is a dime cheaper.

Then he turned around and asked his friends to help him sell it.

As for whether the little friends sold it or couldn't help eating it, he didn't care, as long as the money they paid was worth it.

Of course, he didn't let the friends work in vain. He gave them eight cents for running errands for every bag sold.

For these children, eight dollars is already a lot, and they earn more than doing it themselves.

Why?

My own children eat as much as they want, and they eat it by themselves in the end.

If they sell it for others, they will not be so bold, and they will buy it after making money. It tastes very delicious.

Wen Nian looked at the child in front of him with complicated eyes.

As expected of the villain in the book who managed to create a small business emperor by his own ability, this business ability is stronger than her mother's.

But she can't let her children feel that as long as they make money, it's a good thing.

Nor can it discourage children's enthusiasm.

(End of this chapter)