Hu's Clan immediately decided to fry some extra snacks at home, and once the snow had melted, she would take her two girls to set up a stall in town.
Just as Qiao Duo'er had said, she could afford to lose now.
At worst, she would consider the twenty taels of silver as payment to a bunch of bandits.
However, she was confident in her skills and believed that the life she and her children would lead would only get better and better.
Early that morning, Tan Zhenghong delivered another cartload of firewood to the Embroidery Room, and Grandma Zhao came over to help unload it.
"Madam, is there anything new with the Embroidery Room lately?"
Remembering the question Duo'er asked him to inquire about, Tan Zhenghong seized the opportunity to ask.
"Nothing much, it's just that Miss Ruo Lan feels that the room isn't warm enough, so I have to keep the ground dragon burning a little hotter; we have to use half a bundle more of firewood each day,"
Grandma Zhao said with a look of distress.
