Lucky Farmer Girl: I rely on metaphysics to support my family

Chapter 844 is important
After the War King left, Tang Wan returned to the main hall of the main courtyard with her parents.

Madam Wang held Tang Wan's hand and looked her up and down, asking repeatedly, "Wan'er, why do you look so pale? Was it extremely dangerous at the Princess's residence yesterday? Tell your mother quickly."

Tang's father also looked worried, stroking his beard as he gazed at his daughter.

Tang Wan felt a warm glow in her heart seeing her parents like this, but she knew her own situation well. She had already adjusted her appearance in the space, so her complexion wasn't too bad. At most, she had just slept a little late last night, which made her look less than perfect.

She smiled and replied, "Father, Mother, don't worry. I know my body. It's nothing serious. The matter at the Princess's residence has been resolved. The young prince is no longer in danger of death; he just needs to recuperate. I just slept a little late, so my complexion isn't as good as usual. I'll be fine after a rest. Father, Mother, don't worry."

Tang Wan spoke casually, but Tang Bojun and Wang Shi knew that things were probably not that simple.

Seeing that she was unwilling to talk about the details and worry her elders, they did not press her further.

Madam Wang hurriedly said, "That's good, that's good! You should go back to your room and rest. Just tell the servants what you want to eat or use. Don't do anything strenuous these next few days; taking good care of yourself is the right thing to do."

Tang Wan nodded obediently: "I will listen to my mother. But father and mother, please don't worry too much, I'm really fine."

Tang Wan took her leave and returned to her boudoir with Zhu Xi.

Tang Wan changed into comfortable nightgowns, dismissed the maids, and lay down on the soft bed. After a moment, she felt drowsy.

Just as Tang Wan was about to drift off to sleep, the bell in the space suddenly rang.

This is the bell sound exclusive to the War King.

He is the King of War.

Tang Wan instantly regained her senses and immediately took out the bell from her spatial storage to answer the call.

Immediately, the War King's deep voice rang out: "Wan'er, are you settled in? How are you feeling?"

Tang Wan closed her eyes and replied softly, "I'm already lying down. I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep."

I was already quite tired from the long journey back to the capital, and I didn't go to bed until midnight last night. So I got up early this morning because I couldn't sleep in at the princess's residence.

I am feeling a bit sleepy right now.

Hearing Tang Wan's answer, which was filled with weariness and almost dependent, the War King was silent for a moment before instructing her, "Then sleep. Don't think about anything. Rest well and don't try to do anything against your will."

"Okay, I know," Tang Wan replied drowsily, her sleepiness deepening. She mumbled, "Going to sleep."

"Yes, go to sleep," the War King replied gently.

After saying that, the War King could vaguely hear Tang Wan's breathing become long and even. He chuckled to himself, thinking that she was indeed very sleepy and had fallen asleep so quickly.

As the War King held the bell, imagining Tang Wan fast asleep, his brows slowly relaxed.

After a short while, the War King took the initiative to turn off the bell and continue with his own work.

Tang Wan slept very soundly until nearly noon when Zhu Xi gently woke her up.

Lunch will be served in the main courtyard's flower hall.

The Tang family is small, and unless there are special circumstances, they usually eat three meals a day together, which is quite cozy.

During the meal, her parents inevitably asked her about her health a few more times. Tang Wan just smiled and said that she felt much better after a good night's sleep, which put their minds at ease.

After lunch, Madam Wang glanced at her two daughters and said gently, "Jing'er, Wan'er, don't go back to your own rooms this afternoon. Come to the small study in my courtyard."

Tang Jinggong replied obediently, "Yes, Mother."

Tang Wan echoed in response.

I spent half a day learning yesterday, so it's normal to continue today, and Tang Wan had no objections.

The three of them moved to the small study in the east wing of the Wang family's courtyard.

Several thick ledgers were already laid out on the desk.

Wang first explained to Tang Jing the basic principles of reading accounts, including how to verify the total, check the details, and identify errors and omissions.

Tang Jing listened attentively, occasionally asking questions softly when she didn't understand something. Actually, Tang Jing had learned accounting for a few days before being exiled, but the time was rather short, and it wasn't specifically taught to her or to study diligently.

Wang originally planned to wait until her eldest daughter found a good match before she would properly learn accounting and household management.

From engagement to marriage, there's usually about a year, which should be enough time to learn all this.

But life is unpredictable; before the engagement was even finalized, his family was exiled.

Tang Wan sat quietly to the side, casually picking up the top ledger and opening it.

These are the accounts of canneries and distilleries in the northern desert region.

Although it wasn't Tang Jing's first time learning, she hadn't really studied it seriously at the time. The learning period was too short, and after so much time had passed, she had almost forgotten everything.

Seeing Tang Jing like this, Wang was not in a hurry and patiently gave her guidance.

Wang then asked Tang Wan to do the accounting and verify the accounts.

These account books were originally from industries that he was familiar with in the northern desert.

Tang Wan found it quite easy to do.

Because I have checked most of the ledgers myself.

Just then, Zhao, the steward, came from outside the door: "Madam, the people you asked us to find a few days ago have arrived from the brokerage. Please take a look."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang put down the account book in her hand and said, "Take them to the front hall and wait. I'll be right there."

Madam Wang stood up and said to her two daughters, "You two come with me to take a look. From now on, when managing the household, recognizing and employing people will be of paramount importance."

Wang Shi diligently taught her two daughters how to manage the household, and Tang Jing and Tang Wan knew that their mother was planning for them.

Obediently following behind Madam Wang, they arrived at the front hall together.

Steward Zhao led a well-dressed human trafficker, behind whom stood two rows of about ten men and women, young and old, all with bowed heads and clean clothes.

Wang sat at the head of the table, while Tang Jing and Tang Wan sat on either side.

The slave trader, all smiles, stepped forward to greet him and began to introduce the women: the skilled cooks in the kitchen, the hardworking young men who could do rough work, and the pretty maids who could read a few words and might serve in the study.

Although Wang was not as good at reading faces as Tang Wan, she had her own way of judging people.

They asked detailed questions about my background, including my place of origin, my skills, and why I sold myself.

Before long, Wang eliminated several people whose eyes were shifty or whose origins were unclear.

In the end, she kept eight people.

There were kitchen staff, door staff, sweepers, and also servants and maids.

Wang pointed to the two maids and said to Tang Jing, "Jing'er, you only have one maid by your side, which is not enough. I think these two are quite reliable. One is more calm and the other is a bit lively but quick and efficient. So I'll assign them to your room. You can use them for now and see how they develop. We'll find suitable maids for you later."

Tang Jing blushed slightly and stood up to thank her mother.

She knew that this was her mother starting to arrange for the people around her when she got married.

Wang looked at Tang Wan and asked, "Wan'er, you only have two maids by your side, so we need to assign you two more. But I don't think there are any suitable ones today. Let's assign them to you another day when we meet someone suitable."

When Jing'er returned, she had no personal maidservants, only a little maidservant left by the War King for emergencies and errands. He would keep two suitable maidservants for her when he found one.

This was already discussed yesterday.

She didn't feel like she was being biased, and she figured Wan'er wouldn't have any objections to such a small matter.

After all, she had two maids with her.

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