Shui Qing didn't know how to comfort Fan Jin.
Sometimes, family members aren't there to support each other; they're the ones who can't stand to see you doing well.
Ultimately, people are different, and some people are inherently bad.
After a moment of silence, she changed the subject: "When we go to the market the day after tomorrow, I'll ask my father if there are any wealthier merchants in the distant prefectural city. We can borrow their names then."
Fan Jin gave a soft "hmm" and reminded him, "I know that Guangning Prefecture, Nanning Prefecture, and Xingning Prefecture are all under the jurisdiction of Nandu, and there is a Bai family in Nandu, known as the Bai Half-City."
The Bai family owns countless properties. If we were to use his name, firstly, it would be too far away for us to verify;
Secondly, the Bai family holds a high position but has a small population. Their masters are few and precious, and they are rarely seen by others. Using his name, they are not afraid of their elder brother and cousin verifying it.
Given their status and position, the eldest brother and eldest cousin should never have the opportunity to meet the aloof and incomparably wealthy Bai family.
Of course, they won't see it either.
But precisely because of this huge difference, Master Bai would never know that someone in the remote Shanshui Village would be using his name to collect tiny chicken head rice.
Shuiqing thought this was feasible.
Having come up with an excuse, after lunch, villagers began to come and exchange their chicken head rice.
Upon seeing the brand-new oxcart and the robust oxen, they were filled with envy.
"The Fan family is really going to change their allegiance."
"They're different from us."
“The second son of the Fan family is a scholar, which is different from us. Look at the village chief’s son, Changlin, can he be compared to our little brat?”
Right now, their little brat can still run around and play all over the mountain, and Changlin is studying. It's hard to see what he'll amount to, but in less than ten years, Li Changlin will at least be an accountant or copy books like Fan Jin. Both are easy jobs.
Their little ones can only toil in the soil, exposed to the wind and sun just like them.
The topic suddenly turned heavy. The person who had spoken earlier sighed and remarked, "Speaking of which, we've benefited from Fan Jin's integrity. It's only been a few days, and every household has already exchanged hundreds of kilograms of rice."
"The day after tomorrow there will be even more. We can carry it to Niutou Town and exchange it for several hundred kilograms of dark flour. We won't have to worry about wheat flour this winter."
"It's great that a capable person comes to the village; it can even bring those of us who can't do anything along. Isn't this what storytellers call 'chickens, ducks, and dogs'?"
"If I tell you you're not a cultured person, and you still pretend to be, that's called 'even your chickens and dogs rise to heaven'!"
"Oh right, it's because I can't read."
"Our good life is all thanks to Fan Jin's family. From now on, no matter what happens, we'll stand by his side!"
"Of course, need I say more?"
...
A group of people exchanged rice and chatted and laughed on their way home, tacitly reaching a consensus.
They know who is good to them.
They know perfectly well who they'll be eating with.
The people of Shanshui Village were busy, and Shuiqing's family was no exception.
After acquiring his own oxcart, Fan Jin changed his method of "carrying rice" to the afternoon.
He spent the morning teaching his five children their basic education, and in the afternoon he would go out to carry rice back, while the five children would go to the vegetable garden to work and do chores.
Shuiqing is in charge of logistics – cooking.
They tried various ways to supplement the family's nutrition and worked hard to improve the family's physical condition.
I must say, once the food quality improves, a person's recovery ability is really strong.
The children have clearly gained weight; their sunken cheeks have gradually filled out. Although they are still a bit thin, they are at least not frighteningly thin.
As a result, Shui Qing and Fan Jin also looked much better.
Shuiqing felt a great sense of accomplishment and her enthusiasm for working in the kitchen was exceptionally high.
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