Chapter 170 Building a House



If you can't finish eating all the duck eggs you collect, they'll just spoil eventually. But if you make them into salted duck eggs, they can be stored for a longer period of time.

However, the people around them were hearing the term "salted duck egg" for the first time.

Seeing their puzzled looks, Nanzhi said, "You'll know when they're pickled. Nanshuang, bring a few more jars."

Wu Nanshuang: "Yes, Master."

Nanzhi placed the duck eggs coated with salt mud into the jar, then covered them with the remaining salt mud, and finally sealed the jar.

"To protect the country and its people, move the jar to the storeroom, and remember to place it where the sun won't shine on it."

After the naan was pickled, the two of them quickly moved the five jars to the storeroom.

Zhou Chang then came over and asked, "Nan girl, the duck eggs have been soaked in mud, are they still edible?"

In all my years, I've never seen anyone pickle duck eggs in mud.

Nanzhi smiled and said, "Master, don't worry. When the salted duck eggs are ready, I'll let you try them first."

Zhou Chang complained, but he also wanted to try what it would taste like to be pickled like this.

Yue Manwan and Pei Wuyou also joined in the fun.

Pei Wuyou looked at Nanzhi's hands, which were covered in yellow mud, and said with disgust, "Even a dog wouldn't eat something covered in mud."

Zhou Chang turned his head and said, "What are you saying, little girl!"

Yue Manwan quickly said, "Sir, Wuyou didn't mean that. I apologize on her behalf."

Zhou Chang wasn't about to stoop to the level of arguing with a junior, so he turned and left.

Nan Zhi: "If Miss Pei doesn't feel comfortable staying here, she can find another place. Also, please make sure to pay for the accommodation and food expenses for the next few days."

Pei Wuyou retorted, "Why should I pay? Why don't you ask my brother?"

Nan Zhi looked at her coldly, "Your brother is already teaching unconditionally at the Tai Le Village School. What do you think you can do to repay him?"

Pei Wuyou has been spoiled rotten. These days she's been complaining about this and that, and she's even scolded the young Chun Gu.

Nan Zhi didn't argue with her because of Pei Nanqing, but she didn't expect the other party to become even more aggressive.

Pei Wuyou has a temper that flares up easily, and he has never suffered any grievances at home.

I've been asked to do a lot of work these past few days, and I can't hide my irritability any longer.

"Why should I work for you? Who do you think you are!"

Yue Manwan held on with one hand, but it was too late.

With a "snap".

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou Chang's mouth dropped open.

After a long pause, he murmured, "Girl, I'm actually fine. There's no need for that."

Nan Zhi's face was cold: "Master, this is not a trivial matter. The Annam royal family is very powerful and wealthy, so the Annam royal family's daughter naturally thinks she is superior to us. However, she doesn't seem to realize that they are the ones who are living under someone else's roof."

"Your status in the Annam Prince's Palace is probably not what it used to be."

Pei Wuyou covered her face, her expression shifting slightly.

Nan Zhi: "Although this is the countryside, we don't tolerate pampered young ladies like you. Nobody wants to put up with your temper. Pei Wuyou, you'd better understand our place."

Yue Manwan embraced Pei Wuyou.

When he met Pei Nanqing that day, he had already told Pei Wuyou everything.

Pei Wuyou initially didn't believe it, but recalling her stepmother's past actions, she increasingly felt that what her brother said made perfect sense.

She covered her face with one hand and leaned on Yue Manwan's shoulder, sobbing softly.

Seeing that she had listened, Nanzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

You don't appreciate kindness when it's offered; you only understand it after being slapped in the face.

However, she had better understand that, otherwise it wouldn't be long before the Princess of Annam's people would find this place.

When Pei Nanqing returned home that evening and learned what had happened during the day, he gave his spoiled younger sister a severe scolding.

Upon learning of this, Song Hanyan was even more determined to drive the three members of the Pei family out.

"Zhizhi, I'll have someone take them home."

Nanzhi looked at him: "Is now a good time for them to go back?"

Song Hanyan remained silent.

Clearly, now is not the best time.

What Song Hanyan and his group did was extremely dangerous, and Nanzhi wanted to use this opportunity to get Prince Pei Nanqing of Annam to stand on their side.

This might help him.

Song Hanyan thought the same way, but since the Pei family had bullied his wife, Song Hanyan would never swallow his anger.

"Alright, alright, I even slapped her today," Nanzhi said coquettishly, "Don't you think I made a profit?"

Song Hanyan was so angry that he laughed.

"Fine, I'll do whatever you say."

Nan Zhi: "The autumn harvest is coming soon. There will be no food on the mountain in winter, so we will sell the rabbits we can."

Song Hanyan had not considered this matter.

Nanzhi continued, "You can keep the money from selling the rabbits and use it to buy some winter clothes for the soldiers."

There are at least several thousand rabbits on the mountain. Each rabbit can sell for at least sixty coins, so a thousand rabbits would be sixty taels of silver, and three thousand rabbits would be one hundred and eighty taels of silver, enough to buy a lot of warm clothes.

Nanzhi then took out another thousand taels from her bosom and handed it to him.

"Take these, I have more if it's not enough."

Song Hanyan pushed the money back, saying, "Zhizhi, no need, this is money you earned yourself."

Nanzhi smiled and stuffed the money into his arms, saying, "This money is a donation I made for the soldiers, not for you."

She has admired soldiers who defend their country since she was a child; in her eyes, they are the greatest heroes.

How could someone like that not have a decent cotton-padded coat for winter?

Song Hanyan lowered his eyes, then suddenly raised his head.

"Zhizhi, thank you."

By the candlelight, Nanzhi seemed to see glistening tears in his eyes.

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