"That's true…"
Song Lan sighed again. "If our family was rich, your second cousin wouldn't have gone so far away…"
She pulled Song Yao into the house. "By the way, did you just say that you're doing business alone? What business do you do?"
After Song Lan finished speaking, she glanced at the two catties of rice strips that Song Yao had brought over. These things were not cheap. Her grandson kept saying that he wanted to eat them, but she could not bear to buy them. Song Yao had bought so much the moment she came over. It seemed like she was really earning money.
Song Yao did not hesitate and told Song Lan about her business experience. She said, "Now, Boss He still wants 700 catties of chestnuts. Our village can't collect so much now, so we want Cousin to help and see if we can collect more chestnuts."
