Chapter 592: 592: State Your Conditions

Tong Tiehu’s tone was commanding, this was not a negotiation, it was a direct order.

Zhang Family’s initially weak body leaning on the pillow suddenly perked up when she heard this, “What does the matter of the second daughter-in-law have to do with me? I’m not the one who instructed her to sell any formula!”

“So what is your plan for your illness?” Tong Tiehu asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Family turned her eyes about and leaned back against the pillow, “Anyway, my life and death have nothing to do with Qiao Xiaomai, and it’s not her turn to look after me, so my illness doesn’t bother her at all.”

Hearing this, Tong Tiehu sneered, “So you plan to stay sick for an indefinite period?”

“Currently, I do intend to stay ill.”

In truth, she didn’t want to continue this “illness” inside her room at all, permeated with an off-putting odor that wouldn’t disperse, she ate and did everything else within this small, broken room.

Moreover, she had to regularly consume medicine, and her daily food had to be bland.

She could only force herself to enjoy last night’s stewed meat and this morning’s Buddha’s Delight in half portions, just half a portion!

Despite having a taste for lavish feasts, she couldn’t eat as she had to pretend to be sick. Regardless of what Qiao Xiaomai did, she could only taste the food symbolically.

Was it easy for her to feign sickness like this?

No, it was not easy at all!

This was torment, a huge torment.

She had endured this torment for this long, not having earned anything tangible from it

If she had to get better without gaining anything, then wouldn’t the torments she had suffered throughout these days have been completely in vain?

It could not be in vain.

Currently, she could not recover yet.

“Speak up, lay down your terms, what are your conditions for the family division?” Tong Tiehu asked calmly, as Zhang Family’s reaction was within his expectations.

“Conditions?”

“Yes, conditions, state them first, let’s see if I can accept them.” Tong Tiehu said.

Zhang Family’s eyes immediately began to shine.

If one were to talk about the original intention of feigning sickness, the reason was very simple: she didn’t want to toil outdoors.

Her initial thoughts were genuinely artless, she just wanted to retreat back to her previous lifestyle.

However, now, her former mindset seemed rather outdated.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The meat stewed by Qiao Xiaomai and the Buddha’s Delight were unexpectedly tasty, so good she wanted to swallow her own tongue.

Moreover, with a simple move, she sold a recipe for Milk Candy and earned fifty taels of silver.

Qiao Xiaomai was not a human being, she was a gold mine that people didn’t want to leave.

“Let her teach me a recipe to earn money,” Zhang Family started, “not the Maltose Bean Sprouts one that only earns a few coppers a day, at least daily earnings of over five hundred wen.”

Having witnessed Qiao Xiaomai’s act of earning dozens of taels of silver in one move, the current business at home really didn’t appeal to her.

A daily five hundred wen, equates to only fifteen taels of silver a month.

In a second thought, she added, “One tael silver, the daily profit should be at least one tael, the more the better.”

One tael a day correlates to thirty taels a month.

Tong Tiehu maintained a calm face, asking, “Anything else?”

“The rewards for holidays will naturally be indispensable, and the monthly filial money also should not be less. Like the Qiao Family, their siblings each give a hundred wen of filial money every month. The third son can hunt, and Xiaomai is skilled, this couple one by one knows how to make money, the monthly filial money, um… should be twenty taels of silver.”

After saying this, worried that Tong Tiehu might think she’s being ungrateful, Zhang Family quickly explained, “Third son can hunt and earn back the money for two acres of top-grade farmland in a day. He can earn back the monthly filial money in a day, this amount is not much.”.