Some villagers pushed the group aside, shouting, "What are you trying to steal?! This is what our little You Ran left here; it belongs to our Yun Family Village! It has nothing to do with your Zhao Family Village!"
"What Yun Family Village and Zhao Family Village? This area is so big, there might be a gold mine underneath! We'll split it equally between our two villages!"
"What division?! This has nothing to do with your Zhao Family Village!"
"What are you doing? Attacking me? My Zhao family isn't afraid of anything!"
Come on! Come on!
Several villagers actually started fighting.
Xiao Shan couldn't bear to look, so he gritted his teeth, unzipped his pants, and peed on that "golden mountain".
So everyone watched as the golden dog-head mountain of gold instantly dimmed, turned black, and finally became a bunch of haters.
The topmost "pointed top" remained unchanged in shape, landing amidst a pile of black powder.
The villagers stopped fighting and arguing, watching the scene in shock.
A villager yelled at Xiaoshan, "Xiaoshan, what have you done?!"
Dashan immediately scooped his son into his arms.
Xiao Shan peeked out and timidly explained, "That...that's not gold, it's a kind of powder that the gang leader...uses, something like 'Turning Shit into Gold' powder. Boy's urine is the antidote!"
What? !
The villagers' faces turned ashen.
What a disappointment!
Da Shan embraced Xiao Shan and led them out, asking as they walked, "So, the main reason our little benefactor brought you here before was..."
"Mmm!" Xiaoshan emphasized with a nasal tone, then stressed again, "I didn't pull it! I couldn't pull it out!"
"Hahaha—" Da Shan's hearty laughter echoed in the cave.
The villagers woke up with a start and rushed out of the cave.
The villagers who had just bitten into the "gold" began to vomit violently.
Xiao You Ran was filled with worry as she descended the mountain.
She had just asked the Zhou soldiers who came to escort the Western barbarian soldiers, and they said that there was no Young Master Wen in Qingshan City who was fighting the enemy. On the contrary, the Crown Prince personally led the expedition to meet the enemy and had returned to the capital victorious a few days ago.
I haven't heard of any Zhao Huai...
...
Back in Yunjia Village, Old Madam Yun and her entourage settled into the house that Seventh Brother Yun had specially reserved for them. Although they had nothing left, at least they wouldn't have to endure the elements anymore. Everyone felt a sense of relief at surviving such a catastrophe, especially when they thought of Sunjia Village, which had been massacred and burned to the ground, and felt a deep sense of unease.
When the Zhou family returned to the house, they were heartbroken to see the furniture and belongings smashed to pieces.
The cloth shops in the county town and the Yun family's new house had long been looted.
After their home was raided last year, they returned to Sanyang Village and started from scratch. They had finally managed to build up some wealth, but it was all destroyed just like that. How could she not be heartbroken?
Ms. Su sat wearily in the chair, not wanting to move at all.
On the way back, she suggested to Madam Yun that they be taken back to the capital. Madam Yun remained silent, neither agreeing nor refusing.
Now that all the household items in the house are destroyed, he naturally thought of his aunt's hesitation, which was probably because her reluctance to accept the Su family's relief had resurfaced.
A short while later, Old Madam Yun staggered out, carrying a box of things.
Zhou, who was tidying up her things, hurriedly went to greet her, "Mother."
Old Madam Yun shoved the things into Madam Su's arms, saying, "Take it."
"Aunt, what is this?" Su asked in surprise.
Madam Yun pointed at Xiao Youran, "This is half a year's income from that instant noodle workshop! I was afraid it would be stolen, so I hid it under the floor tiles under the bedpost..."
Madam Su took it, opened it, and found a box full of silver notes, all in denominations of one hundred taels. This box was estimated to be worth tens of thousands of taels.
She looked at Old Madam Yun in shock, then at Xiao Youran.
How can such a small instant noodle workshop make so much money?
With the help of Granny Li, Old Madam Yun sat down and pointed at Granny Wang, saying, "You're in charge of the instant noodle workshop's accounts, so you tell us."
Wang Mama nodded and said to Xiao Youran and Madam Su, "Miss, after this instant noodle workshop is completed, it can produce 80,000 to 90,000 baskets of instant noodles a month. Each basket contains ten packs, and the Ministry of War pays ten copper coins for each pack of instant noodles, which is 800,000 to 900,000 copper coins. After deducting the villagers' monthly allowance and the cost of firewood and other supplies, there will still be 700,000 to 800,000 copper coins left. In the past six months, that's nearly 10,000 taels of silver. Originally, this old servant kept detailed accounts, but after all this commotion, I'm afraid the accounts are gone."
Xiao Youran nodded. "Granny Wang deducted the villagers' monthly allowances, but did she deduct the monthly allowances and bonuses for my aunt, you, and Granny Liu?"
Granny Wang glanced at Old Madam Yun hesitantly, but said nothing.
Madam Yun waved her hand, "We're all family, we're just helping out. Besides, you're giving this old woman something to do, I'm happy to keep myself from being bored. What's with the monthly allowance and bonuses?"
Xiao Youran shook her head, "That won't do. When we handed the instant noodle workshop over to you, it was agreed that it would be thirty taels a month, with a 10% share of the profits. The two nannies are your people, so they will also receive thirty taels a month. So, Mother, how much do you think we should give to our great-aunt in total?"
Madam Su had already finished counting the silver notes in the box. Upon hearing this, she immediately counted them out: "Ninety taels a month for three people, seven hundred and twenty taels for eight months, and eight thousand nine hundred taels left. One-tenth is eight hundred and ninety taels, for a total of one thousand six hundred and ten taels."
She pushed the banknotes toward Zhou Shi, saying, "Sister-in-law, you're the head of the household, you take this money."
Zhou was stunned by this unexpected windfall and stared blankly at Old Madam Yun.
Before Madam Yun could say anything more, Madam Su added, "Aunt, this is the money you earned after working hard for more than half a year. It's nothing. We're going back to the capital together. With this thousand taels of silver, wouldn't it be perfect to buy a big house? We'll have to continue operating the instant noodle workshop in the capital."
Zhou was shocked again, "I...we're going back to the capital?"
Both Madam Li and Madam Yu were equally shocked. "Are we really going back to the capital?"
Madam Yun looked conflicted and pained.
Xiao Youran said in a clear voice, "Great-aunt, the eldest princess and her mother often worry about your health. If you return to the capital, don't forget to visit the eldest princess's residence often. Your cousins can attend Songyun Academy in the capital, which is much better than staying in Wufeng County, isn't it?"
Madam Yun then remembered that Madam Su had mentioned before that the Eldest Princess had recognized Xiao Youran as her goddaughter, and that Madam Su had also been granted the title of Fifth-Rank Yiren and held the position of Guest Minister in the Ministry of Revenue.
The Su family has a bright future in the capital, and their grandson should also return to the capital to have a good future.
Seeing her great-aunt's expression shift slightly, Xiao Youran grinned and said, "Great-aunt, eldest cousin's wife, I had a dream last night. I dreamt that my eldest and second cousins had distinguished themselves in the fight against the enemy, uncovered the truth about the traitor, and were reinstated and returned to the capital. We need to hurry and get back to the capital to make everything ready so we can welcome my eldest cousin home!"
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