But what neither of them expected was that Sun Yuwei, who had left her home, became increasingly angry and called her eldest and second sons. She wanted to catch a wild boar! However, considering it too dangerous at night, she decided to wait until the next day.
At daybreak, Wen Yan asked Wen Yu to get the improved agricultural tools, while she herself took a villager's ox cart into the county town.
Soon, a group of constables followed Wen Yan to the old forest. Under the leadership of Fang Zhiyi, they successfully found the ancient tomb, but the tomb door was wide open, and the constable went in puzzled.
"You again!"
"Why is it you again!"
The shouts of two people came from inside.
The news spread quickly, and Wen Yan was commended by the county magistrate and rewarded with ten taels of silver, which was a considerable fortune for an ordinary family.
The other was Sun Yuwei, a widow from Lihua Village, who brought her two sons to rob an ancient tomb and was caught by the brigands. Considering that she had to raise her sons, she was sentenced to 30 strokes of the cane as a warning to others!
Fang Zhiyi followed along and watched the excitement, which resulted in no accidents happening. Sun Yuwei was beaten with thirty sticks. In ancient times, caning was no joke. Fifty sticks could kill someone.
Watching Sun Yuwei secretly drink the spiritual spring water, Fang Zhiyi felt a little envious of her spiritual spring space.
After this incident, Sun Yuwei completely hated Wen Yan.
This bitch, even though nothing matters, she still causes trouble for me!
But looking at the several gold ingots in the space, Sun Yuwei felt hopeful again. She had hidden these when her son wasn't paying attention, but before she could hide more, the officials arrived.
"It's time to do some business." The reduction in pain made Sun Yuwei feel a little better.
Because of this incident, the villagers now look down on her, and even her children are not liked. Sun Yuwei made up her mind, sold several acres of land, and moved directly to the county town.
She has made up her mind: she wants to open a clothing store and show these ancient people what design is!
At night, in the mountains and forests, a man was running quickly, with several masked killers chasing him. The man being chased slipped and rolled down the cliff.
The people who were chasing him took a look and felt that the other party was doomed to die, so they hurriedly withdrew.
Fang Zhiyi watched quietly. After a long time, the Ninth Prince slowly woke up. Watching him struggle to get up and leave with the help of a cane, Fang Zhiyi said to himself, "This vitality is comparable to that of a cockroach. Tsk tsk."
He was not planning to let Wen Yan save this person. Wouldn't it be good to live a peaceful life?
The farm tools improved by Wen Yan attracted the attention of the villagers. Wen Xu started to operate them under her guidance. The initial unfamiliarity made everyone laugh, but when the villagers saw that the peculiarly shaped farm tools could actually improve farming efficiency, they were surprised.
Looking at the villagers who gathered around her, Wen Yan smiled like a profiteer: "Okay, okay!"
A bronze-skinned man in the crowd looked her up and down.
Wen Yan also noticed this person. Isn't this the one that Xiaolu arranged for her? No, she must find a chance to turn it down and refuse arranged marriage!
At this time, Fang Zhiyi also looked at the person who was supposed to be his, and nodded after a moment. Just based on the plot, he was willing to die for Wen Yan. He was a reliable person, but his brain was a little dull.
At Fang Zhiyi's suggestion, Wen Yan proposed cooperation to the blacksmith and carpenter. She only wanted 10% of the profit. The other party thought about it and agreed to her plan.
Wen Yan finally had some free time. She happily counted the money in her wallet and began to dream of getting something delicious to reward herself in the future. However, looking at the monotonous seasonings, Wen Yan felt a little depressed.
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