Chapter 93: Useless Third-Rank Official

Uncle Mu didn't react for a moment: "But you...are not..."

Wen Yan had no intention of bringing down the Wen family right now.

The Wen family finally turned things around.

As a filial daughter, Wen Yan would of course make him happy for a while.

Being reinstated was not enough to show her filial piety.

Wen Yan's eyes rolled around and she waved to her cousin Mu.

Cousin Mu leaned over and whispered.

Wen Yan whispered.

After hearing this, Uncle Mu fell silent.

He really didn't have any anger towards the Wen family anymore.

Being able to raise a daughter like Wen Yan is the greatest blessing in Wen's father's life.

Uncle Mu left with a sour expression on his face.

Wen Yan glanced at the sky and estimated that it was getting late.

She immediately rushed to the city gate and took a horse-drawn carriage from the shoe store back to Songshan Village.

Wen Yan had just boarded the carriage to go home when Qingchuan returned to Tianyi Cloth Shop.

"Is Miss Wen still in the store? I have something to talk to her about." Qingchuan looked a little uncomfortable.

Shopkeeper Cui said, "Our young master has already left."

"Has he left already?" Qingchuan looked a little lost.

Shopkeeper Cui observed his expression and said, "However, before the young master left, he told me that if Master Qingchuan was in any trouble, I should do my best to help him."

"Did she really say that?"

"yes."

Qingchuan clenched his fists and suddenly said to the shopkeeper, "It's like this. I'm having some problems with my money. I might need to partner with you guys on this tea business. Or I can withdraw and you can do it on your own. Of course, I'll act as a go-between for you."

It was only after he returned home today that he discovered that all the money he had saved had been taken away by his mother.

He was only left with two or three hundred taels for daily expenses.

After the interrogation, the people in the court learned that his mother had noticed that he wanted to do business and took back his money.

The tea business requires several thousand taels of silver, and two or three hundred taels is not even enough to cover the difference.

He rummaged through the drawers.

He pawned all his valuable jade pendants, folding fans and clothes at the pawnshop.

He even borrowed money from the servants around him, and only then was he able to scrape together a little over 1,700 taels of silver.

It's half the gap.

His family doesn't allow him to do business.

He couldn't borrow from his friends or brothers either.

After thinking about it, he came to Wen Yan to discuss it.

See whether to form a partnership or withdraw on your own.

Wen Yan seemed to have anticipated her predicament.

Qingchuan felt like Wen Yan saw through him.

Wen Yan had indeed known for a long time that Qingchuan could not come up with that much money.

The Qing family has very strict family rules. The men in the family must either study or join the army.

There is no third way.

But Qingchuan was not interested in either of these two things. He felt sleepy when he read and his hands hurt when he practiced martial arts.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, he is neither good at literature nor at martial arts.

His family was extremely disappointed in him.

I thought that as long as he didn't cause trouble and found a marriage with someone of equal social status, it would be fine for me to just eat and drink and live an ordinary life.

But Qingchuan is interested in business.

The Bo Mansion kept a close watch on him.

Previous life,

In order to get the first start-up capital, he almost broke with the entire Bo family.

Later, he severed his ties with the Bo family and started as a peddler. In less than half a year, he saved enough capital.

Started selling goods as a traveling merchant.

Later, the business grew bigger and bigger, and it had its own caravan and started doing business with the Western Regions.

When Wen Yan started working with him, he was already a well-known businessman.

But Wen Yan had also heard of his experience of starting from scratch.

Not everyone can endure those grievances, humiliations and embarrassments.

The year Wen Yan died, he had already built three large ships and was preparing to go overseas to do business.

As the two worked together, Qingchuan helped her even more.

Wen Yan couldn't respond to his feelings.

Now, if she had the chance to do it all over again, she wanted to help him when he made his first fortune.

**

When Wen Yan returned to Songshan Village, the construction site had just finished work.

They were all queuing up in the cooking shed to get their meals.

Wen Yan first went to the construction site to check the progress.

The ink-making workshop has special construction requirements, so the progress is slower, but the foundation has been laid.

Hui Niang led the workers to cut wood in preparation for starting ink making.

The walls of the expanded east and west courtyards have been built to a height of one person.

As long as it doesn't rain, the project will be completed in about ten days.

Wen Yan just arrived at the shed where the big pot rice was being cooked.

The villagers who were working there greeted her one after another.

"It's the scholar's wife!"

"The scholar's wife is here."

Wen Yan also greeted them with a smile: "Everyone, let's eat! If you have any delicious dishes, tell Granny Yao and she will arrange them for everyone."

Grandma Yao is the wife of the clan leader.

After the construction started, Wen Yan asked the clan leader to help keep an eye on the builders.

Grandma Yao was asked to be in charge of the kitchen, assisted by Aunt Liu and Aunt Li, and two other maids were hired to help.

A man with a sharp tongue immediately said, "Then we won't be polite. Granny Yao, I want to eat scrambled eggs with leeks tomorrow."

Granny Yao waved her ladle and said, "Arrange it. Arrange it tomorrow at noon. If anyone has leeks, please cut them and send them over."

"Aunt Yao, I want to eat twice-cooked pork with tofu."

"This is scheduled for the day after tomorrow."

"Yeah!"

The villagers cheered.

Everyone rushed to order food.

I was so happy.

This was the best job they had ever done.

Although the work intensity is high, Wen Yan pays high wages.

Moreover, lunch and dinner are provided every day.

The staple food is brown rice and multi-grain steamed buns, which are plenty.

Every meal consists of two dishes, one meat and one vegetable, and a soup made from bones.

After working for a few days, although they were tired, they could clearly feel that they had become stronger and had more energy to work.

and.

Wen Yan also allowed them to take dinner home.

They all took lunch portions, added some water to it and cooked it at home, which was enough for the whole family to have a meal.

Family members can also enjoy some meat.

Mrs. Qiao watched from a distance, her lips pouting so much that an oil bottle could be hung on them.

The Wen family is full of cowards. They tricked Wen Yan back to Beijing and let her come back unharmed.

He is also a third-rank official.

Not as useful as this old woman!

Looked around.

Wen Yan went home.

Just arrived at the gate.

She saw Ying Zhilin standing at the gate of the courtyard, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, looking at her with a smile.

"You're back."

"You're out of school!"

They faced each other at the same time.

Ying Zhilin took her bag skillfully: "Are you tired? What do you want to eat tonight?"

Wen Yan thought for a moment and said, "I want to eat porridge with some Liu's fermented bean curd."

"Okay, I'll ask Pearl to simmer it in a clay pot."

The two returned to the bedroom.

The bedroom was clean and tidy, and there were fresh flower arrangements on the dressing table.

It was a large bunch of unknown wild flowers, large and small, red, yellow, purple and blue, and extremely lush.

A warm, safe and peaceful atmosphere surrounded her.

It makes her relax physically and mentally.

I have only been married here for a month, but I have already gotten used to the life here.

Tranquility leads to far-reaching goals, peace and harmony.

If she didn't have a blood feud to seek revenge on Wen Ruyue and Huo Yaoxing.

If it weren't for the disaster victims in Jinyang Prefecture, the Meng family would have been in danger of decline.

It is a blessing to live quietly in a small village like this.

Wen Yan turned around and looked at Ying Zhilin. Was this comfortable and relaxed feeling due to the simple environment or the man in front of her?