Wang Ying had a smile on her face and looked at Jiang Wan with burning eyes.
“It’s a pleasure to work with you.”
Unexpectedly, things went so smoothly today. Not only did I successfully sell the cloth dolls I had, but I even reached a long-term cooperation agreement with Lingying Embroidery Workshop.
Touching the still warm silver in his arms, Jiang Wan's face showed satisfaction.
This time, I exchanged a total of one tael of silver worth one hundred and twenty coins.
It may not seem like much, but in the long run, it becomes a huge sum of money.
The family finally has a way to make a living temporarily. When the time comes, the family will have land, and they can grow crops, and their lives will get better and better.
She had sold everything in her backpack, so it was time to buy some more things to take home.
You can't come out with a full bag and go back empty-handed.
I turned and went to the shop on the other side.
Meat, grain, and salt were all necessities, so she bought some of each.
"Born with talent, yet unable to bear the words of aristocratic families, born useless, unworthy of being a human being, but ultimately it is all just a dream, and I will eventually drift with the tide, unable to defy fate..."
As she passed an alley, a voice came from the corner of the wall, making her stop abruptly.
Jiang Wan looked up.
A ragged man sat in the corner, his hair disheveled and his face covered in dust. Even so, the bruises on his face could be clearly seen.
However, those eyes were filled with vicissitudes and death.
She turned her head and looked at him.
"We are born to fight. If everyone thought like you, there would be no more people in this world. Born insignificant, we should fight for our life. Even if we fail, we should have no regrets."
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