With ten taels and two maces of silver earned today, Qin Yao loaded the five schoolchildren from her family onto the cart and headed back to Liu Family Village.
Her ox cart was much faster than the coachman's; by the time they reached the village, the sunset still hung on the horizon, and the fields were filled with busy villagers.
Qin Yao parked the cart at the factory gate, letting the five children go home first, intending to return later.
She needed to sort out today's earnings with Liu the carpenter and discuss the modifications to the book box.
Da Lang and his siblings obediently agreed, each dragging their own book box home ahead.
Jinbao walked behind, carrying his book basket, eyeing the book boxes of the three ahead with envy.
Second Lang was self-satisfied, thinking that Qin Yao would definitely give him a commission for the sales, his mood quite delighted.
