In a courtyard, where they lived, the commotion caused by setting up the Pickled Vegetable Workshop wasn't small; the Upper Room of Old Master Lian, Lady Zhou, as well as the people from the second and third branches, all knew about it.
Lian Shouxin, along with Lady Zhang, and a few children went to the Upper Room and explained the situation to Old Master Lian in detail.
"It could indeed be a way to make money," Old Master Lian muttered, slowly nodding his head after hearing Lian Shouxin's explanation. In the past, during winter, some families would pick a few of their pickled vegetables and take them to sell in town to those who hadn't pickled their own. But there had never been an operation on such a large scale as theirs.
