Qin Qianqian said with delight, "Thank you, big brother! I promise I won't mess things up, please believe me!"

Lu Tu wiped away Qin Qianqian's tears of emotion with his hand: "I believe you."

These four words seemed to give Qin Qianqian immense energy, and she burst into tears. Even though Song Yuxi, Nangong Huiyu, and others were present, Lü Tu offered her his shoulder to lean on.

Lu Tu understood that Qin Qianqian had probably not felt affirmation and trust from others for too long, and she had waited too long for this moment.

Song Yuxi handed a handkerchief to Lü Tu, then winked at the three of them before leaving the warehouse alone, leaving Lü Tu and Qin Qianqian there.

They had all heard about what Qin Qianqian had done before, and there was no jealousy in their eyes, only admiration.

As women themselves, they knew that after Qin Qianqian's experience, it was truly admirable that she could still maintain the kindness she deserved towards others.

Moreover, she is very grateful. She almost lost her life to save Song Yuxi. It can be said that Qin Qianqian is the benefactor of the Lu Tu family.

After a while, Lü Tu and Qin Qianqian came out. Qin Qianqian was in much better condition, and there was no longer any vulnerability in her eyes. It was unclear what Lü Tu had said to her, but the timid Qin Qianqian from before was no longer there.

Like an older brother, Lu Tu tidied her messy hair: "Do a good job, Qianqian, you're the best."

"Thank you, brother, and thank you, sisters-in-law. I will."

After helping Song Yuxi and Nangong Huiyu back home, Lü Tu took Wang Miaoling to find Uncle Fu and Lin San.

The father and son usually live in the same house and help out in the village with whatever they can. When we found them, they were playing chess with a set of chess pieces they had carved themselves.

"General!"

I'll hide.

"Again!"

I'll hide again.

In his previous life, Lu Tu had played chess in the army. Although he wasn't an expert, he was still a professional level 7 player. When he suddenly saw something so familiar, he couldn't help but look at the chessboard out of interest.

Lin San was seen using a chariot to repeatedly checkmate Fu Bo's king; it seemed the two of them were playing chess.

Just as Lin San was about to continue grinding, Lü Tu stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and spurred the horse forward to the trough.

Uncle Fu was startled: "Oh no! How come I didn't see this step?"

Lin San was overjoyed: "Haha, Uncle Fu, you lost. You'd better bring out your wine for me to taste tonight."

"Lord Lü helped you out, so this round doesn't count. We'll continue later!"

The two then stood up and bowed to Lü Tu, saying, "Greetings, sir; greetings, young lady."

Lu Tu helped the two up: "I'm already married to Miao Ling, why are you still calling me 'sir'? That's too formal."

"Then, if I may be so bold as to call you...son-in-law?"

In Uncle Fu's eyes, the Wang family was already under Lu Tu's control, so naturally he wouldn't use such a formal title as "son-in-law."

Logically, he should be addressed as "Master," but Uncle Fu is 55 years old this year, and in his heart, the title "Master" can only refer to Wang Miaoling's father.

Seeing that Uncle Fu was so awkward, Wang Miaoling quickly stepped forward and took his arm: "Uncle Fu, just call me son-in-law, my husband treats me very well."

Uncle Fu carefully observed Wang Miaoling and found that the smile in her eyes could not be faked. He thought that she was indeed doing well, just as she herself said, so he nodded with a smile.

"I wonder what business the young master has with us today?"

After Wang Miaoling explained the plan to march into Longcheng in detail, the two men's eyes lit up.

He patted his chest and readily agreed: "Since Miss and Son-in-law trust us so much, we will certainly live up to their expectations and do a good job in business!"

Lu Tu realized that Fu Bo and Lin San were both not good at these kinds of manual labor, so it was really a waste of their talents to have them here.

Now that they are allowed to return to their old professions and run businesses, they can utilize their strengths and receive even better compensation, so naturally they are happy to do so.

When Uncle Fu heard that there were many soldiers going with him, he was greatly encouraged: "Don't worry, son-in-law, as long as the safety of the goods transportation along the way can be guaranteed, with the soap you make, you will definitely be able to make a lot of money!"

Lu Tu waved his hand: "What I want is not to make a lot of money. If it were just about making a lot of money, that would be too much trouble."

These words immediately stunned Uncle Fu and Lin San.

"If we're not doing business to make money, what's the point? Besides, soap is such a popular product; it'll definitely sell like hotcakes once it arrives in Dragon City."

Lu Tu patiently explained to the two of them, "Since I sent you and Lin San over, it's naturally because you have a lot of experience. Our foundation in Longcheng is not stable. If we earn too much, it will easily arouse envy, and then it will be even more difficult to handle. So we need to make money, but we can't make too much. You have to be willing to give money away."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Fu immediately understood and his impression of Lü Tu improved even more. He had initially thought Lü Tu was a novice, but he hadn't expected Lü Tu to be a better businessman than he had imagined.

"I understand, son-in-law. Rest assured, I will make sure this business continues to grow and ensure our continued profitability."

Lu Tu snapped his fingers: "That's right! So the old fox is still the wisest. Uncle Fu, you all get ready, we'll set off in three days."

"Yes, sir!"

After leaving Uncle Fu, Wang Miaoling clung to Lü Tu's arm with a hint of uncertainty: "Husband, why do I feel so empty inside?"

"Don't you want Uncle Fu to leave? You can always replace him with someone else, just keep him here."

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