Zhang hid in the back, watching this scene with hatred, her teeth clenched. She didn't expect that at the critical moment, Zhao Junyi would actually get this strange disease, allowing Shang Ruoyi to escape from the disaster and even helping her win the hearts of the people. Would she be able to command the support of hundreds of people in the place of exile in the future?
OK, why should such a good thing fall on her head?
In addition to the exiled prisoners, local villagers also signed up.
The land here is barren, and the grain grown, after paying taxes, is barely enough to last through the winter.
Besides, in this far north, if there is no charcoal in winter, I am afraid I will freeze to death.
The price of charcoal in the town is very high, and ordinary families can't afford it at all, so they all build kangs, which are connected to stoves. In this way, the kang can be heated by firewood used for cooking. There is little firewood here, so every winter they only need to stockpile some firewood to spend the winter safely. Some farmers will often cut some firewood and sell it in the town to supplement their household expenses, so they don't need to buy charcoal, and they can save some money every winter.
But this year, the government allowed the felling of firewood. If you were caught, you would only be fined and imprisoned for a few days.
There are always some people who want to try it out with a sense of luck. As expected, after being caught, they were fined three taels of silver, imprisoned for five days, and beaten.
When the people saw this, they all behaved themselves and at most went to the woods to pick up some branches.
But how much can a branch reach? In a whole day, we can only pick up one bundle at most. In addition, there are so many people picking up the bundles that we can hardly see a single branch in the woods.
There is no other way but to go to the town to buy charcoal, but how can ordinary people afford something as expensive as charcoal?
When they heard that some villagers were building houses, they came over immediately.
"Are you really going to build a house?" A man walked out of the crowd.
Shang Ruoyi laughed when she heard this and said, "Of course, otherwise why would I call you all together?"
"Can you pay us the wages?"
"The wages are settled every day. If you do a good job, you will be rewarded." Shang Ruoyi smiled and said, "Don't worry! I won't lose money to you."
When everyone heard this, they felt relieved.
Previously, they were hired by Zhao Junyi to repair the garden of a wealthy family in the town. The wages were agreed upon, but they were not paid in the end. As a result, they worked hard for most of the month, but all the money went into the pocket of that corrupt official named Zhao.
On that day, there were more than a hundred people who signed up, and after screening and selection, only seven were left.
A few aunts in their forties were selected to cook two meals, five yuan per person per day.
The couple from my hometown can earn three to five dollars a day by working here, which is considered a good income in this town.
Shang Ruoyi looked at the list and said to He Jingxi, "I'll leave the supervisor's job to you."
At this time, He Jingheng came over: "What about me?"
"What?"
"Jingxi is alive, what about me? What should I do?"
Shang Ruoyi had already forgotten about him, or rather, she had deliberately put him out of her mind. Besides, He Jingxi was not as smart as him and was easier to control.
In front of He Jingheng, she always felt a sense of crisis that her secrets might be exposed at any time, and she was very happy with this feeling.
"If you feel bored, go to the dense forest in the east and build some traps or other mechanisms! Prince, you have led troops in battle for many years, so I'm sure this will be difficult for you."
He Jingheng nodded: "Okay."
Shang Ruoyi didn't expect that he would agree so readily. Just when she wanted to bring up the old matter of divorce, she heard him say slowly, "My mother told me to listen to my wife more."
Shang Ruoyi swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth.
He gritted his teeth and turned away.
Qiao Yanxin, who was far away, watched this scene and couldn't help but clench her fists. She never expected that even a man like He Jingheng would be completely bewitched by a woman one day.
Thinking about the man she married, she felt more and more that a man like He Jingheng was the one she could truly trust.
So what if I’m lame? I'm afraid you won't be able to find a man better than He Jingheng in this place of exile.
Look at Shang Ruoyi again, a concubine's daughter, how could she marry such a good man?
Shang Ruoyi is really lucky. Not only does He Jingheng dote on her, the entire He family holds her in their hearts. Even the always strict old princess is willing to hand over the power of housekeeper to her. Even though the He family is now in exile, they still have a lot of money. Looking at how they are building houses and buying meat, you can tell that they are short of money. If He Jingheng's wife loves her, then everything Shang Ruoyi has will be hers.
Once these thoughts appear in your mind, it is difficult to get rid of them.
How could she know that now all the expenses of the He family came from Shang Ruoyi's dowry, and the money of the He family combined was enough to build a house.
The reason why Shang Ruoyi could gain the respect and love of the He family was because of her title as He Jingheng's wife, not herself.
That afternoon, Shang Ruoyi went to town to buy ingredients for the next day.
She went directly to the grain shop. The shopkeeper's surname was Li. He was very warm and the price was much cheaper than the market price. Few people came to the shop to buy grain. He was very nice to every customer, but she could always smell a bloody smell here.
The shopkeeper saw her sniffing around and felt nervous. He smiled and said, "Miss, what do you need?"
"We need some rice, flour, and cornmeal." Shang Ruoyi saw some blood on his sleeves and frowned slightly: "Boss, are you injured anywhere?"
Shopkeeper Li followed her gaze and saw the blood on his sleeves. He was startled, then smiled and said, "My injury. I bought half a pork loin this morning. I guess I got it at that time."
Shang Ruoyi smiled: "I see." She looked around and saw that he was the only one in the huge store, not even a servant. She couldn't help but wonder: "Boss, this store is so big, can you take care of it by yourself?"
"How can I afford to hire a servant?"
What do you think?
Since ancient times, those who could afford to do food business were all wealthy families. How could they do small business?
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