Chapter 280 Lin Jie Moves

After seeing Wen Zhenyi leave, Old Man Wen looked at his wife and asked, "Why did you agree?"

Old Lady Wen looked at the people around her and said, "Do you think if I don't let her go, will this girl take Ah Xiang into the mountains by herself?"

The three of them fell silent. They all knew that Wen Zhenyi would really do such a thing.

Old Lady Wen shook her head helplessly: "This girl has made up her mind, how could she let go so easily? Instead of her running off on her own, I'd rather she go find someone else. As for whether it can succeed, I've already dispelled her idea."

Wen Chengwen scratched his head: "Mom, what if she wants to go into the mountains with us?"

Old Lady Wen glanced at him and said, "You won't stop me."

"I, I'm afraid I can't stop it."

Old Mrs. Wen was choked by what he said. If it were her, could she stop Wen Zhenyi?

When Wen Zhenyi returned home, he saw Lin Jie sitting in the yard: "Brother Lin, why are you here today?"

Lin Jie saw her coming back and stood up from his seat: "I moved my things here today."

Wen Zhenyi was slightly stunned: "Is everything arranged?"

Lin Jie nodded: "Grandpa You also took me to register with the village chief."

"Is Uncle Lin still used to it?"

"Fortunately, it's quiet here, so he can recover well." Lin Jie looked at her after he finished speaking: "I'm here to sign a contract of sale with you, as well as a promissory note."

"Are you in such a hurry?"

"It's better to sign it sooner so that I can feel more at ease."

Wen Zhenyi looked at him and asked, "Uncle Lin, do you know that you want to sign a contract to sell yourself?"

Lin Jie bit his lip lightly, then nodded. "I know. He didn't agree at first, but after he knew it was with you, he wasn't so opposed anymore."

Wen Zhenyi was slightly stunned. This was something she had not thought of: "He didn't say anything else?"

"It just asks me to do my best to work for you and do my job well in the future."

Wen Zhenyi took out a pen and paper and began to write the indenture. After he finished, he looked at Lin Jie who was sitting opposite him and said, "Brother Lin, think about it carefully. If this indenture is signed, there is no possibility of redeeming yourself unless I agree."

Lin Jie nodded seriously: "I know." Then he took the paper in front of her, wrote his name in the signature area, and pressed his fingerprint.

He picked up the pen and wrote a promissory note on a piece of paper. After deducting the ten taels of silver he paid for selling his body, he still had forty taels of silver that he borrowed from Wen Zhenyi.

Wen Zhen looked at the two pieces of paper he handed over and waited until the ink dried before putting them away. "Take good care of Uncle Lin for now, and come back to help when he gets better."

Lin Jie stood up and said respectfully, "Yes, Miss."

Ah Xiang came out of the room and looked at Lin Jie who had already left: "Master, he just sold himself out like that?"

Wen Zhenyi shrugged nonchalantly: "This may be his best choice at the moment."

"So what about him and Xiao Taozi?"

"Grandpa will probably tell Uncle Lin when he gets better. By the way, let's go to Dongshan Village tomorrow."

"What are you going there for?"

"There is a very powerful hunter there. We must go to him for help."

"Do you need to bring anything?"

Wen Zhenyi remembered the windmill that Xiong Lu had made before. There was another one placed in the store's utility room. She wanted to send it to the mayor, but she had been so busy recently that she had forgotten about it.

"Let's go into town and buy some wine. I'm going to see the mayor while I'm there."

She told Aunt You that if the owner of the beef stall sent any beef over, she would just keep it and cut it into the same size as yesterday and keep it there.

Aunt You looked at her: "Are you buying beef again?"

"I'll buy them all from now on. I plan to make them into something delicious."

Aunt You said nothing more. After all, they had no way of judging what Wen Zhenyi had done.

Wen Zhenyi and Axiang drove to the town in an ox cart. They had to use an ox cart to pull the windmill.

When Zhu Tao heard that Lin Jie had signed the indenture contract and they had moved to the village, she just nodded lightly and didn't say much.

When Dazhuang came to deliver food, he saw them moving the windmill and offered to help: "Miss Wen, what is this?"

"windmill."

"What is it used for?" Da Zhuang looked at the strange thing on the ox cart with some curiosity.

"It's used during the autumn harvest." Wen Zhenyi then asked about Biaozi's condition: "Has Uncle Biaozi removed the stitches?"

Da Zhuang nodded: "Some of the things we dismantled today were difficult to dismantle, but we dismantled them all as you said."

"I'm afraid I won't have time to visit him today, so let him take good care of himself for a while."

"Okay, I'll go back and talk to him."

Wen Zhenyi and Axiang drove an ox cart to the town's government office.

The autumn harvest is approaching, and Mayor Meng has a lot of things to do. He has to deal with the stored grain in the granary and store it for this year's new harvest.

We also have to arrange people to sort out all the taxes, and then we have to collect them from every household, so we can't be careless about these things.

The yamen runner walked in from the doorway and said, "Mr. Mayor, Miss Wen wants to see you for something."

Mayor Meng looked up from his paperwork, still a little dazed. "Did she say anything?"

"No, but I brought something strange."

Mayor Meng frowned slightly: "Let her sit in the hall for a while, I'll be there soon."

Wen Zhenyi asked the yamen runners to help and put the things in the yard.

Mayor Meng saw the things placed there as he passed by the courtyard. He turned and walked into the hall and asked directly, "Miss Wen, did you bring those things outside?"

Wen Zhen nodded: "Yeah."

"What's it for?"

"This may not be intuitive enough for you. Why don't you, Mr. Mayor, send someone to get some rice from the warehouse?"

Although Mayor Meng was puzzled, he still asked the yamen runner to go to the granary and get a bag of rice.

Wen Zhenyi stood next to the windmill, asked someone to find two bamboo baskets, placed them at the two exits, and then started shaking the handle.

A Xiang knew how to use this thing, so he scooped rice from the bag and put it into the windmill.

Soon, different rice grains came out from the two exits.

A bag of rice is screened by the windmill and turned into two baskets.

Wen Zhenyi put down the handle and signaled Mayor Meng to check the rice in the two baskets.

Mayor Meng noticed at a glance that one basket was filled with half-full rice grains, with a lot of residue behind the windmill, while the other basket was full of rice grains.

He reached out and grabbed a handful of rice from the basket in disbelief: "This?"

"This can quickly sort out the full rice grains, impurities and underfilled kernels."

Mayor Meng and his men were stunned. You know, people have to pick out these plump rice grains and sift out impurities manually using scoops.

It is not only time-consuming and laborious, but also cannot be completed in a short time.

But now with this windmill, things that used to take time can be done quickly.