She has seven children and often relies on her maternal family for financial assistance.
Things are different now. The money I earned in just ten days is more than what my family back home earns in a year.
This made her feel proud and vindicated. When she went back to her parents' home, she could see who dared to say she had married badly.
Madam Yang now has only one thought: it's a pity that the Marquis of Anping isn't the emperor, otherwise, life would be much better.
He used to serve the emperor. He went hungry nine times in three days.
Now that I'm working for the Marquis, I get to eat nine meals a day!
It goes without saying which is better.
When the Marquis's mansion transported grain, they always passed through the main road so that everyone would know that a large-scale grain distribution would take place the next day.
Countless people watched as cartloads of grain were transported to shops throughout the capital and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"The Marquis has grain. The Marquis has brought back grain from elsewhere."
"We have food to eat! We have food to eat! Long live the Marquis!"
People took to the streets to cheer, celebrating that they would no longer have to worry about not being able to buy food.
Moreover, although the grain sold by the Marquis's residence was expensive, it was still much better than that sold in other places.
They are large and plump, with no other things mixed in, no sand or gravel, and no musty smell.
Compared to other rice merchants, Lord Hou was practically a bodhisattva reincarnated, a living Buddha descended to earth.
Some common people have even begun to build temples to worship the Marquis.
The common people and merchants who had stockpiled grain felt a little panicked when they saw cartloads of grain and couldn't help but sell their grain.
Suddenly, the grain market in the capital city descended into chaos.
Without unified management, the price is different for everyone.
Some people sold their grain at market prices, while others sold it at the Marquis's price.
Some people even secretly lowered their prices, selling them even lower than those in general stores.
For a time, the people of the Ming Dynasty stopped buying grain.
They were all waiting, waiting for the grocery store to tell them the price of food tomorrow.
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