After the Foolish Girl Isn't Foolish Anymore, the Old Wen Family's Ancestral Graves Billow with Green Smoke

In her previous life, Wen Zhenyi was ostensibly a top chef, but secretly a bounty hunter. Unexpectedly, a car accident transported her into the body of a foolish girl in a fictional dynasty.

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Chapter 369: No Problem Living Another 80 Years

Chapter 369: No Problem Living Another 80 Years

Wen Zhenyi looked at them trying to push the indenture back and said, "Don't push it back so quickly. Listen to what I have to say."

Both of them stopped their hands and said, "You say."

"You are going to get married soon and have your own children in the future. You can't let your children become my servants like you do."

"But."

"Don't say buts. If you don't think about yourselves, you should also think about your future children. If your indentures are in my hands, regardless of whether your children can pass the imperial examinations or not, they will always be inferior to others."

Although Wen Zhenyi doesn't think so, this is the way the world is. It is impossible for her to change everyone's thoughts.

Uncle Lin also frowned: "Miss Wen..."

"Actually, this indenture is just a piece of paper. If you want to betray me, you will do so even with this piece of paper, right?"

"How could we possibly betray you?"

"That's all right. I've never treated you as my servants."

Not only Wen Zhenyi, but everyone in the Wen family never treated them as servants.

Zhu Tao clenched the indenture in her hand: "Yi Yi, thank you."

"When it's time to work for me, you must continue to work for me."

"Okay." Zhu Tao nodded with a smile.

Wen Zhenyi then took out the house deed and land deed from the box and handed them to the three people: "Since there is no indenture, then you should have a home. You have helped me earn a lot of money during this period of time. This is our family's gift."

The three of them looked at the things in their hands, their eyes widened: "We can't have this."

"The name is yours now, so don't be afraid it won't work."

Uncle Lin, Lin Jie and Zhu Tao all had tears in their eyes. This was not a gift of congratulations, it was clearly a valuable gift.

Wen Zhen stood up and said, "Okay, the gifts have been delivered, and it's time for you to go back and prepare for the wedding. Xiao Taozi, you don't have to go to the shop in town anymore, stay in the village and help me! And Brother Lin too."

"good."

On the day of Zhu Tao's wedding, everyone in the village came and gave their blessings.

Even the Ma family from the county town came along, except that Qian Xiu'gu was pregnant and she and Ma Yuruo stayed in the county town. However, they also asked Geng Ru to bring some dowry.

Wen Zhenyi watched Ma Yinghe putting makeup on Zhu Tao: "Our little Taozi is really pretty."

Zhu Tao blushed at her teasing.

Meng Caidie also asked someone to send a gift, but her wedding was approaching and she couldn't attend in person.

Lin Jie came to pick her up riding on a tall horse. Both of them were dressed in red, which was particularly pleasing to the eye.

Zhu Tao and he bid farewell to everyone in the Wen family, left the Wen family's house with music and walked towards their new home.

Mrs. Wen was filled with emotion: "I'm married in the blink of an eye. Time flies so fast."

"Grandma, you are still young."

Old Lady Wen pinched Wen Zhenyi's nose and said, "You are the only one who speaks sweetly."

"Haha, let's go to the feast!"

"Let's go."

On the day of returning home, Ma Yinghe took Zhu Tao to have a private chat for a while. Knowing that she was doing well, she felt relieved.

The head of a nearby village came to find Wen Zhenyi and said, "Miss Wen, our village has a lot of sweet potatoes and potatoes this year. Are you still harvesting them?"

"Yes, if it's convenient for you, please send it over. Also, my workshop is hiring, so please tell me if there's anyone willing to come."

"Your workshop is hiring!"

"Yes, but I can't go back to the workshop often, and the work is hard."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll go back and ask, and I'll bring the person over to you when I deliver the potatoes."

"OK."

Now the pigs on the farm are enough for her to make sausages and bacon, and she is also planning to use the remaining workshop.

As soon as the news of the Xinglin Village workshop recruiting workers came out, many people came here every day to ask.

Wen Zhenyi also had a headache looking at their large and small luggage: "What are you doing?"

"Miss Wen, our village is far away. I'm afraid running back and forth will delay your work, so I just brought the luggage with me."

Wen Zhenyi rubbed his brows and asked, "What if I'm not selected?"

"It's okay, we'll take it back and come back next time you recruit people."

When they said this, she didn't know what to say: "I'll find a place for you to stay first."

"Thank you, Miss Wen."

Wen Zhenyi had no choice but to go to the villagers and rent their old house to accommodate these people for a while.

Lin Jie had only seen this kind of scene at the dock, when ships needed coolies to unload cargo.

The wages were not as high as what Wen Zhenyi offered, but there were still many people rushing to go.

When Xie the butcher came to pull the pigs, he saw this scene and thought someone was causing trouble, so he rolled up his sleeves and prepared to fight.

Fortunately, Wen Chengwen saw it, otherwise there would be trouble.

Xie the Butcher was embarrassed: "It's because of this incident."

Wen Chengwen also looked helpless: "We didn't expect it to turn out like this."

"I can't help you with this." After saying that, he patted his shoulder and drove the pig away.

Wen Zhenyi is recruiting workers for two workshops this time. He will first recruit workers for the flour workshop. The requirements are not that high, as long as you are willing to work hard.

The workshops that process vermicelli and pork must be clean and hygienic.

After layers of screening, fifty people were left. It’s a pity that those who were not selected, but there will be another chance next time.

Those who are chosen are naturally overjoyed.

The pork processing workshop was handed over to Ma Yinghe, and the noodle processing workshop was handed over to Wen Chengwen.

She would lead them through it several times to make sure they remembered it before letting them do it on their own.

Mr. Cheng's health has not been as good since his last illness. Wen Zhenyi brought some freshly made snacks to see him today.

"Master Cheng, do you think you have successfully lost weight?"

Master Cheng glanced at her and asked, "Are you teasing me on purpose?"

"How dare I. I brought you some freshly made snacks."

"You still have a conscience and still remember me, an old man."

"You are the main contributor to this dessert. No one can be missing without you."

Master Cheng put down the snack in his hand and looked at her seriously: "Girl, you still owe me two meals."

"Do you want to use it now?"

Master Cheng shook his head: "I have plans for these two times."

"Tell me about it."

"One time was when the brat got married, and I had to trouble you to cook."

"Okay. What about another time?"

"When I'm at the funeral, make me a delicious meal. That's what I like."

Wen Zhenyi frowned: "Why are you talking about this?"

"If I don't tell you now, I'm afraid I won't have the chance later."

"You're still in good health, and you can live another hundred or eighty years without any problem."

Master Cheng chuckled: "I know my own body. Besides, if it's like you said, I will become an old monster."

"You have to live well. When Master Cheng gets married and has children, you have to take care of his children."