“One tael of silver a month.” Wen Nan tilted her head slightly; her expression did not seem to be lying.
Wang Hunzi was dumbfounded. He didn't know anything, so how could he earn a wage of one or two taels of silver?
You should know that one or two taels of silver is enough for an ordinary family to cover their expenses for half a year.
He stared at Wen Nan in shock, but Wen Nan remained calm, not appearing to be lying.
Wen Nan had previously taught him how to hunt, so Wang Hunzi trusted her completely.
“Okay.” Wang Hunzi’s eyes lit up. He had been a troublemaker since he was a child. His parents died early and no one cared about him.
He was a scoundrel; in his youth, he frequently got into fights, often ending up bloodied and bruised. Nobody wanted to associate with him, and he never did any work for anyone because nobody wanted a scoundrel like Wang Hunzi.
They were all afraid that Wang Hunzi would cause them trouble.
“Okay, I’ll come to work tomorrow,” Wen Nan readily agreed.
Wang Hunzi walked out of the gate with a smug look on his face.
The embroiderer in the mud house next door gritted her teeth and kept stamping her feet.
She sent those three men to destroy Wen Nan's pond.
Not only did they fail to destroy it, but those three people also went to work for Wen Nan.
He spent the whole day hawking his wares in the village, collecting pests.
Even Yuan Lang was shouting that he was going to fish for pests.
The embroiderer gritted her teeth in anger, only to see Wang Hunzi come out of Wen Nan's courtyard with a smug look on his face.
The embroiderer looked up at the sky. It wasn't dark yet, so Lu Yanqing shouldn't have returned by now.
What was Wang Hunzi doing in Wennan?
What kind of thing is it for a woman in Wennan to hang out with a group of men?
The embroiderer grinned sinisterly.
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