The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

After counting, they talked about the fact that they could count to one hundred, and then thought of Sun Kang's teaching just now.

Sun Daqing whispered to his little cousin: "Little cousin, I still like you to teach us how to read. Grandpa taught me, I can't remember at all."

"Yeah, me too."

"Hmm, I can't remember either."

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When the other little cousins ​​and sisters heard this, they all nodded in agreement, saying that grandpa didn't teach well, they couldn't learn it, and the little cousin was the best at teaching.

After Zhao Zhitong heard it, he disagreed and said, "It must be your fault. Did you hold the feeling of rejection or dislike when you started learning calligraphy from Grandpa?"

Hearing this, several little cousins ​​were taken aback for a moment, and then recalled it, it was true.

Before, when they were studying with their little cousin, they thought they were playing a game. The whole learning process was very easy, and they felt that they remembered quickly.

On the contrary, when grandpa said that he wanted to teach them how to read, or when they checked their homework, after hearing that sentence, their bodies instinctively rejected them, became unhappy, and even didn't want to learn how to read from grandpa.

Thinking of this, Sun Daqing was surprised and said: "It's really ah, when I think of my grandfather teaching me how to read, I want to avoid it."

Sun Daji also nodded: "Yeah, me too, I'm afraid of grandpa."

Zhao Zhitong's small face was serious: "That's it. Before you learn, you hold the mentality of rejection. You refuse to know this word in your heart, so naturally you can't learn it well. You can't do this, whether it's with Anyone who studies should hold that you want to learn, and you should be in the mood that you like to learn."

Seeing a few little cousins ​​who didn’t quite understand, Zhao Zhitong gave them an example: “For example, if you make friends with me with an attitude of not wanting to know me and rejecting me, then I will definitely be unhappy. I will definitely not let you know me and make friends with you."

Although Grandpa Bai in the space felt that the example given by the little guy was really inappropriate, the little cousins ​​really understood it.

As a result, they all said that they would no longer learn to read with repulsion.

After the money was distributed, Zhao Zhitong thought of something serious, so he ran to find his little uncle.

"Little uncle~"

Zhao Zhitong ran over with a smile on his face, and yelled sweetly: "Little uncle, I'll give you candy, it's delicious."

With that said, he handed a candy to Sun Youcai.

Seeing him, Sun Youcai looked suspicious, reached out to hug him, put her on his lap, and said, "It's nothing to be courteous, so tell me, did you do something bad to suddenly become so stupid."

Zhao Zhitong pouted, and his small face was full of anger: "Little uncle is a dog, Tongtong just likes little uncle, hum."

Sun Youcai was amused and laughed: "It's okay, you are not a dog, not at all."

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and ate the candy in Zhao Zhitong's hand.

Then, Zhao Zhitong rolled his eyes, and said in a childish voice, "Little uncle, is it sweet?"

Sun Youcai: "Sweet, can something that is not sweet be sugar?"

Zhao Zhitong smiled, showing a small canine tooth: "Then, little uncle, let me tell you something."

Sun Youcai paused, and instantly felt that the sugar in his mouth was no longer sweet: "I knew it, you little monkey, you don't think about your little uncle and me when you are free on weekdays."

Zhao Zhitong smiled, and said mysteriously: "Don't worry, little uncle, it's a great thing."

Sun Youcai was very skeptical: "Tell me, let me hear what a great thing it is."

Zhao Zhitong immediately sat up straight, and said seriously: "Little uncle, let's open up wasteland!"

"Cough! Cough!"

As soon as Sun Youcai said this, he was almost choked to death by his own saliva, and stretched out his hands to pinch Zhao Zhitong's face: "I knew that if it was a good thing, you would never forget your little uncle and me. Don't even think about it, land reclamation is not Fun thing."

Seeing that the little uncle disagreed, Zhao Zhitong jumped off Sun Youcai's lap, hugged Sun Youcai's arm and acted coquettishly: "Little uncle, you just agree, really, I won't lie to you, let's open up wasteland, can you?" Big money!"

As he spoke, he stared at Sun Youcai with a pair of round eyes very sincerely.

If it was normal, Sun Youcai would have been convinced by her, but this is land reclamation, not a joke.

Zhao Zhitong still didn't give up, and began to act coquettishly in different ways, pinching his shoulders and thumping his back: "Little uncle, really, you just agree."

Although Sun Youcai would not agree to this little guy's unreasonable request, he enjoyed the little girl's acting like a baby very much, so he kept a straight face, hiding the smile on his face and said, "Okay, tell me first, let me listen to you. What are you going to do to suddenly open up wasteland?"

Zhao Zhitong seemed to see hope, and squeezed his shoulders more diligently: "Little uncle, let me tell you, I went to the county town with my father today, guess what I saw?"

Sun Youcai suppressed a smile: "What did you see?"

Zhao Zhitong said excitedly: "I saw someone selling peonies!"

Sun Youcai nodded. People in the Great Zhou Dynasty admired peony flowers, especially the nobles and nobles, and the dignitaries loved them very much. Therefore, the common people would follow suit. Some wealthy households would put peony flowers in their yards to be arty.

Therefore, it is not surprising that there are peony flower sellers in the county, so he nodded and said, "And then."

Zhao Zhitong ran up to Sun Youcai from behind, and said excitedly, "The peony flowers are very valuable. I saw a rich man who bought a pot of peony flowers and spent a hundred taels of silver!"

Hearing this, Sun Youcai opened his eyes involuntarily, and then gestured with his eyes.

Zhao Zhitong immediately understood, and hurried to Sun Youcai's back, and helped her back: "Little uncle, this is a great business opportunity!"

Grandpa Bai told her the word 'business opportunity', and seeing that the little uncle didn't understand it, he explained, "It's an opportunity to make a fortune."

Sun Youcai was puzzled: "What kind of money can we make? Could it be that we sell peonies? What does this have to do with your land reclamation?"

Zhao Zhitong said: "Little uncle, you are so stupid, we can grow peonies and sell them to rich people, can we make a lot of money! The cheapest peonies cost five taels of silver per plant, do the math. , if we planted a hundred, it is not the best, at least five hundred taels of silver can be transferred!"

Zhao Zhitong chattered endlessly to settle an account for Sun Youcai, and was even telling Sun Youcai that he was moved.

But then, he quickly woke up again: "Hey, don't frame me, let's not talk about whether the peonies we planted can be sold. Let's talk about flower farmers. No one in our family is a flower farmer, and no one is a flower farmer. We will grow these, and by then, all of them will not survive, and we will only lose money, no, no."

Sun Youcai repeatedly denied it.

Zhao Zhitong persevered: "Little uncle! You can't dare to try because you are afraid. Risks and benefits are equal. You have to take as much risk as you want. If you dare not take risks, then your life You won’t get rich, and you won’t be able to do business.”