Yang Ruxin's belly had already grown to its limit, and everyone who saw it felt their hearts skip a beat because it was bigger than Aunt Hehua's belly when she had twins.
With her belly so big, it was inconvenient for her to do anything, so she simply did nothing at all. Everyone tried not to disturb her unless there was something that absolutely required her attention.
The medicinal wine's sales were very good. The current workforce of a dozen people was no longer sufficient to meet the sales demand, so there was an urgent need to scale up production.
The workers' wages had increased from the initial one tael of silver per month to two taels, which had many people keenly watching for the next recruitment.
Yang Ruxin had discussed the possibility of increasing the production with Qin Shou and Hao Jian, and decided to have the village chief recruit another dozen workers.
