Of course, Yinbao wasn't stupid enough to take out all the good things.
What he took out was only a small half of it.
And he was very obedient and handed it over to the old lady for distribution.
The old lady hesitated for a moment and gave more to Zheguiyuan and Qingfengyuan. The rest was divided equally between her, the eldest daughter-in-law, and the third daughter-in-law.
Geng Suhua and Liang Zhijun had no objection and treated the bird's nests as treasures.
After a brief reminisce, Yinbao and Ling San went to Qingfengyuan.
Take the things hidden in the car down.
"Master, look, Ling San and I have purchased so many good things."
Yinbao opened the box, and Chi Xingyue discovered that it was filled with a box of blood swallows, which were of much better quality than those given to Rong Siyuan.
"These are hard to buy. There are no caravans recently, so I bought a little of the good stuff in the capital city, but as little as possible."
Ling Jiheng patted Yin Bao's shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work!"
As he said this, he handed the box to Shu Muyun, which made Shu Muyun both happy and angry.
She was happy that her son had her in his heart and gave her such a valuable thing without hesitation.
He was angry and didn't keep anything. Isn't he afraid that Xingyue will have an opinion?
The mother and daughter get along so well, they can't have any rift over a little blood swallow.
Chi Xingyue didn't care, as she had a lot of nourishing products in her space.
But my mother-in-law was kind-hearted and smiled comfortingly: "Mom, just accept the gift from your husband. We don't need to say those polite words between us."
Shu Muyun glared at Chi Xingyue, with a visibly happy expression on her face: "Okay, mother will accept it. I'll send you a portion when I stew it.
Okay, okay, you guys chat, I'm going back to the east room!"
Ling Jiheng watched Shu Muyun walk away before taking the two of them back to the west room.
Chi Xingyue poured a cup of tea for everyone and sat next to them.
As Yin Bao spoke, he took out some banknotes and said, "Madam's Ganoderma lucidum sells very well in the capital.
Not only the drug stores, but even the wealthy families around were scrambling to buy it.
We went to the government office in advance and gave Lord Yu the gifts prepared by our master.
Lord Yu was very happy and sent Brother Chang Wan and another yamen runner to escort us, which saved us a lot of trouble.
Madam, look, this is our harvest this time, more than 7,000 taels of silver.
Or what's left after deducting the gifts."
Chi Xingyue nodded, took the banknotes, and put them in the box without even counting them.
It's actually space.
After Yin Bao finished speaking, it was Ling San's turn.
"Master, I followed your instructions and went to take a look at the Dong family's old house. I found that many houses had been overturned and even the ground had been dug three feet deep.
They seemed to be looking for something, but couldn't find it.
After some investigation, they found out that it was done by Xu Daquan, a famous wealthy businessman in the city.
I did not act rashly, but bribed a servant from the Xu Mansion and asked her to write a letter to her relatives in Yunrou County whenever she felt like it.
“Also, Changning Village. The mountains and land you bought are all very fertile, but no one is cultivating them, so they are left barren.
The subordinates asked Chen Lizheng to help find a few hard-working farmers to farm the land within three years and to pay them 30% of the grain as compensation each year.
If we go to collect grain, they will have to hand over 70% of the tax.
If we fail to get there in time, Chen Lizheng can sell the grain after winter comes, and we can go there to collect the money when we have time.
Master, I think the people in Changning Village are quite decent, so I gave them the task of enclosing the mountains and land.
The villagers have some objections, but with the land deed in hand, they can't say anything."
Ling Jiheng nodded and praised Ling San for being efficient and capable of handling things on his own.
The young man who was suppressed by Ling Yi, Jin Bao and Yin Bao suddenly became cocky, and the smile on his face could not hide his naivety.
Yin Bao spoke at the right time: "Master, we met a group of people in the capital this time. They don't seem to be doing well."
"Oh?" Ling Jiheng raised his eyebrows, looking very interested.
"Master, when we were selling Ganoderma lucidum in the medicine shop, we ran into Zhou Changsong who came to seek medical treatment.
He was thin and had dark circles under his eyes, as if he had suffered a severe blow.
We didn't rush to recognize him. We asked around privately for a long time and found out that none of the yamen runners from Jiangning Prefecture had returned.
Stay in the capital city until the extreme cold comes.
Some of them waited until their families returned, but learned from their fragmentary words that Jiangning Prefecture was completely destroyed, with a flood sweeping through the area and devastating the people.
But more importantly, I have lost news of my family members.
As time goes by, they forget the heart-wrenching pain they felt at the beginning, and start to linger in brothels or keep mistresses.
Zhou Changsong and his friends used to live quite comfortably, but they got used to squandering money and soon found themselves struggling to make ends meet.
A few days ago, he had a conflict with someone over a young lady who sold herself to bury her father. He was beaten up and became quiet.
I heard that the injury was quite serious and it cost a lot of money to barely save his life.
Ling San and I paid their medical expenses in advance because the other party turned a blind eye to their problem back then.
As for whether or not a person can recover, that's up to fate."
Ling Jiheng nodded without paying much attention.
I thought that time is really a butcher's knife. A regular yamen runner not only lost his job because of a natural disaster, but also became idle like a gangster.
It's really sad.
After they chatted for a while, Ling Jiheng sent them back to rest.
"I've been traveling all the way here, and I smell bad. I need to go back and wash myself."
Although he said he disliked me, his eyes showed concern.
Ling San left with a chuckle, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then lay down on his kang, put his pillow on it and fell asleep. He didn't wake up until the evening.
At this time, everyone in Rongsiyuan was drooling over the watermelons brought back from the provincial capital.
To be honest, when they were in Jiangning Prefecture, they often ate various fruits.
But since arriving in Youzhou, I've discovered that fruit is a luxury. Often, even if you have money, you can't buy it.
All the fruit trees planted by Chi Xingyue survived, but none of them bloomed, so they couldn't even envy them.
Tomatoes, on the other hand, look similar to persimmons and taste sour and sweet. The Ling family often eat them as fruit.
Now, seeing watermelon after more than a year, it would be a lie to say I’m not excited.
However, the journey was long, and Yinbao only brought back three.
They were all thrown into Rongsiyuan. The family members were not complete and the old lady would not let them go.
As night fell, everyone gathered at Rongsiyuan to welcome Yinbao and Lingsan.
The two arrived late and met a pair of eager and longing eyes.
The old lady coughed lightly and asked Aunt Taohua to cut the watermelon.
Aunt Taohua smiled, picked up a kitchen knife and cut the watermelon in half, revealing the watermelon flesh inside which was only the size of a fist.
The Ling family cheered, only Chi Xingyue stood in the corner with an awkward look on her face.
I thought to myself, oh my god, I'm witnessing history. Thanks to Grandpa Yuan and Grandma Wu, they not only have enough food to eat, but also delicious melons to eat.
The Ling family cherishes these watermelons very much. Each person gets a small piece, no more.
Chi Xingyue looked at the tip of the watermelon, took a bite, and found it quite sweet. However, the flesh was a little dry and not fresh enough.
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