Chapter 282 I'm not pretending anymore. I'm going to show my cards.
Old man Liu was in charge of the old house and gave all the 1,000 kilograms of stored grain to Qin Yao to sell on his behalf. They would sell as much as Qin Yao offered.
Because the younger ones in the family are all busy with the work in the factory, if Qin Yao doesn't mind, he, an old man, can help out.
Qin Yao waved her hand, "Awang is here. Dad, wait for me at home. I'll ask Awang to come and pretend."
Old man Liu agreed and felt warm in his heart when he saw the harmonious family in the yard.
The old man called the three Liu brothers to Qin Yao and asked them to continue talking about the work in the factory. He and Zhang went first, holding Da Mao, who had been clamoring to go out and play.
Qiu and He felt that they were now part of the factory, so they sat on small stools in front of Qin Yao and others to listen.
Everyone talked for a long time before dispersing.
"Awang, tell Dalang and the others to go home. It's time to go to bed." Qin Yao gave these instructions as she walked towards the warehouse. She wanted to order some of the things she brought back today.
Awang agreed, turned around and walked quickly towards the village well.
When Qin Yao arrived at the backyard, the first thing that caught her eye was the luxurious carriage and five bags of wheat that Wang Mawu had given her as compensation today.
Previously, Liu Ji and Awang had sold seventy or eighty kilograms of silk and earned more than three taels of silver, but it was robbed.
Now, not only did she get back the five bags of wheat, but she also got back the more than three taels of silver. Together with the one hundred taels of medical expenses, she now had an extra one hundred and three taels of cash in her hands.
The medicine written by Doctor Jin would cost about three taels of silver. After Qin Yao deducted this amount, the family had one hundred taels of silver in their account, for a total of 112 taels.
As for the banknotes in hand, they are all from the factory and are not included in personal accounts.
Qin Yao walked into the warehouse. She should be able to make some money by selling 10,000 kilograms of wheat.
With the autumn harvest and the profits from the factory later, she should be able to fulfill the local landlady's wish next year.
Qin Yao smiled with satisfaction, turned around and walked out of the warehouse. The children had returned home and were boiling water and washing up in the kitchen with Awang.
Liu Ji was calling out in the room. Qin Yao walked in. The room was dark, so she helped light the lamp.
"What are you yelling about?"
Liu Ji complained in his heart: Can't I be afraid of it getting dark?
Qin Yao looked at his wounds and sighed, "Aren't you usually a fast runner? Why did you want to go up and fight with others this time?"
Qin Yao sat down in front of his desk, facing Liu Ji who was looking at him guiltily on the bed. Without waiting for his answer, she took the three taels of grain money in her hand and weighed it, "Is it for this?"
Liu Ji's swollen eyes widened a little bit in an instant, "Madam, did you get the money from selling the grain back?"
Qin Yao nodded, and then, under Liu Ji's horrified gaze, she calculated word by word that he sold one pound of grain for forty-five cents, but reported to her that it was forty cents per pound.
Liu Ji quickly closed his eyes, "Ah, I fainted!" and pretended to be dead without moving.
Qin Yao raised her hand to slap him to wake him up, but seeing that there was not a single spot of whiteness on his face, she didn't slap him in the end.
"If you do it again, I will strip you naked and throw you onto Wang Mawu's bed!" Qin Yao warned coldly.
Liu Ji continued to play dead, and the villain in his heart yelled: What a vicious woman!
"lady."
Awang's voice came from the door.
Qin Yao turned around and saw Awang walking into the room with hot water. She immediately waved her hand to signal him to get out. "He's dead, no need to wash!"
Liu Ji can't tolerate this. It's midsummer and he will stink!
He sat up in shock from his dying illness, "Wait! I don't feel dizzy anymore."
Awang held the water, looked at Qin Yao, then looked at Liu Ji whose eyes were full of longing, feeling torn.
Qin Yao took a deep breath, waved her hand, signaling him to continue, and left the room.
The children had already gone back to their rooms to sleep. Qin Yao simply washed up and prepared to go into the room and lie down.
Just then, Awang suddenly appeared behind him.
Qin Yao paused as she entered the room, turned around quickly, and asked cautiously, "Awang, what do you want to do?"
Awang knelt down on the ground with a thump. He stopped pretending and revealed his cards!
"Madam, I have something to hide from you, but I had no choice but to not tell you in time. My real identity is..."
Qin Yao quickly interrupted him, "Wait, don't say anything yet, let me guess!"
Awang: ???
"Is he a retired assassin who hides his real name?"
Awang shook his head, "Actually the smaller one is..."
"He was trained as a death warrior by a secret organization, but because his mission failed and he was worried about being hunted down by his companions, he changed his appearance and tried to survive?"
Awang sighed, "It's getting close."
Qin Yao felt a great sense of accomplishment; she had guessed it right!
"Your original identity was indeed a death soldier, but you were not trained by a secret organization, but belonged to yourself, right?"
Awang nodded helplessly.
"So you betrayed your master because your personality suddenly awakened?"
Awang frowned, "What is personality awakening?"
Qin Yao explained, "It means that you feel that you should have your own life and ideals, rather than just being a machine that performs tasks. My fate is in my own hands, that's probably what it means."
Awang showed a look of sudden realization. It turned out that all the things he did against his master's wishes were because he had awakened his own personality?
Qin Yao wanted to continue guessing, but Awang wanted to cry. "Madam, can you let me finish my words in one breath?"
Qin Yao: "Okay, you say."
Awang let out a long sigh and told Qin Yao his identity without reservation. As for why he chose to tell it now instead of at the beginning, it was because he had previously thought that he could play the role of an ordinary refugee.
I only realized today how naive I was.
So he had better say it out before Qin Yao pierces him through with a long nail.
It was similar to what Qin Yao and his wife guessed, Awang was not an ordinary refugee, but a death warrior kept by Prince Feng's mansion.
He was taken to the palace for various harsh training since he was a child. He started to go on missions alone at the age of thirteen and worked diligently as a killing machine for the palace. He was finally appreciated by the prince and was promoted to the prince's personal guard team at the age of twenty, ready to sacrifice his life for the prince at any time.
Dying for the master is the highest honor a warrior can get in his life. Before he was 20 years old, Awang also had such an idea and was always ready to die for the honor.
Until the year before last, he received a mission from which he had no return regardless of success or failure.
He was going to assassinate a big shot who was more powerful than the prince.
When Qin Yao heard Awang mention the prince, she already had an incredible feeling. She was a common citizen, and it was the first time for her to be so close to the prince - she finally felt like a time-traveling heroine!
At this moment, when I heard him talk about a big shot with a higher rank than the prince, I immediately thought of the one sitting on the dragon throne.
"Are you going to assassinate the Emperor?"
Awang was not surprised that Qin Yao could guess it was the emperor. Anyone would think so.
But it’s not.
It would be okay to tell her, "It's the Holy Queen."
Qin Yao was very surprised and became even more curious about this matter. "Then what? The mission must have failed, but why are you still alive?"
(End of this chapter)
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