"That's right, there are always lawsuits going on at home all day long."

The scholars who were talking all had concubines at home.

Jiang Shuyun didn't say anything. What could he say? If you don't have money, why keep a concubine?

In this era, it's no exaggeration to say that literati and scholars are merely indulging in refined pursuits.

Regardless, Jiang Shuyun invited the academy's teachers over for a meal, partly to give the barbecue stall some recognition among scholars, and partly as part of workplace culture.

A month has passed, and Mu Yi'an feels much more at ease looking at the account books sent over by Accountant Song.

After arriving in the prefectural city, she spent most of her savings on real estate. The estate had been continuously invested in but had not yielded any returns, so she was under some pressure.

Although there was still money at home, Mu Yi'an had a strong sense of anxiety; she was the kind of person who would panic if she didn't have money in her pocket.

Unfortunately, due to the hardships of her previous life, she was always short of money and never felt secure.

Although barbecue stalls are not as crowded as before, the customer flow is still large and has almost stabilized.

In another half month, Manager Wei will be able to start making arrangements for the vegetable shop.

The vegetables on the estate will soon be ripe in large quantities, and Manager Wei has selected some good sources to sell in the shop.

With things mostly sorted out at home, Mu Yi'an's belly has also grown quite a bit.

I've been feeling tired lately.

The end of the year is approaching, and after the New Year, the baby will be born. Mu Yi'an sometimes has nightmares, dreaming that she will have a difficult childbirth.

Touching her belly, Mu Yi'an silently prayed in her heart, "May everything go smoothly!"