Wanjin Lady

Chapter 77: Casting the Hook
Wenwan is heartbroken.

Why should she give the chicken she bought with her own money to her neighbor to eat?
Eat, eat. Anyway, the Cheng family won’t have many days of good times left, and when the time comes, there will be nothing they can eat.

Cheng Yunzhang bowed to Wen Wan and said with a smile, "Thanks to Shopkeeper Wen, I'm going to feast on my food today."

"No, no. It's all thanks to you, sir."

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After eating and drinking, the two said goodbye to Mr. Qiushan and went home.

Yao Shizhen saw Wen Wan coming in a mule cart with two girls, and was worried about their safety, so he asked Cheng Yunzhang to take them back. "Although it is not in accordance with etiquette, it is not safe for two women to walk at night. You lead the way and escort the two girls for a while."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, sir. But don't bother, my husband will come to pick me up soon. It's dark and the roads are slippery, so please be careful when you go back, Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Yunzhang sat in the carriage, looking down at Wen Wan. A dim lamp in front of the thatched cottage reflected deep in his eyes, making her look like a handsome scholar in calligraphy and painting.

It's just that his face is white, but his heart is a little black.

"Oh? Then Mr. Zhao, do you know where Mr. Zhao lives?"

"He should be here soon."

Cheng Yunzhang raised his eyebrows and shrugged with a compassionate look, "Okay then."

He was a good guy and didn't expose Manager Wen's tricks this time.

Now that the Wen family is under attack from all sides, Wen Wan is not at home to take charge, but comes to chat with Yao Shizhen, obviously asking for help.

okay.

I spent the whole afternoon with Shopkeeper Wen, and that was enough to cover my losses.

If he continued to slip away, he would annoy the young lady. What if he really didn't tell her the solution to the Four Symbols Convergence?
Wen Wan watched Cheng Yunzhang's carriage disappear into the thick night. She was looking for an excuse to slip back to Yao Shizhen's study, but luckily, Madam Yao asked her to stay: "The wind is strong at the door. Miss Wen, come in and wait."

Wen Wan's eyes lit up, and she turned and bowed slightly to Yao Shizhen, her face solemn: "Master Yao, I have an important matter to ask for your help."

Yao Shizhen smiled slightly, "You are quite patient, girl. Come with me."

Wen Wan immediately followed diligently.

After the two entered the study, Mrs. Yao served them a bowl of hot tea, but Yao Shizhen stopped her and asked to listen.

Only then did Wen Wan realize how reckless she was.

Although Mr. Yao is already sixty years old and theoretically can be the grandfather of this body, it is so late at night and in a confined space, so he should avoid suspicion.

When it comes to dealing with people, she still has a lot to learn.

Wen Wan sat upright, "Master Yao——"

Yao Shizhen waved his hand and said, "I have retired and am no longer Lord Yao."

Wen Wan readily agreed, "Mr. Yao... are you familiar with Wei Zheng, the governor of Tianshui Prefecture?"

Yao Shizhen narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

Anyone in a high position would be most afraid of Wen Wan repaying a favor after a simple favor. The solution to the Four Symbols Convergence was indeed a secret, but he was not one to be unprotected.

The girl from the Wen family's personality really caught his eye.

But...that's all.

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Since the late spring cold snap in Bingzhou, crops have suffered frost damage, and the people have been displaced. The famine in the Tianshui Prefecture area has continued to this day."

The young woman's eyes flickered. "I have a plan... that can solve Bingzhou's urgent crisis." Yao Shizhen stared at Wen Wan, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Madam Yao was the first to laugh. "Miss Wen, you've found the right channel. Wei Zheng, the governor of Tianshui Prefecture... is his senior disciple. A letter from him could be more effective than your endless words."

Yao Shizhen gave his wife a reproachful look, as if to reproach her.

Mrs. Yao is old, but she has taken good care of herself. It is said that you can tell whether a woman is living a good life by looking at her eyes.

Madam Yao still retained a hint of girlish innocence in her eyes. "The child has come to me with his request, so why shouldn't I agree? Besides, since this is a good thing that benefits both the country and the people, why wouldn't you act as a go-between?"

Yao Shizhen sighed slightly, straightened his clothes, and his expression became extremely serious. "Please tell me word by word."

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When Wen Wan and Lu Ping returned home, the city gates were closed.

The mule cart was not obedient and kept stopping and starting along the way, which wasted time. Wen Wan thought that she had to learn to ride a horse in the future, otherwise it would be inconvenient to go anywhere.

After finally entering the city, the long streets were deserted, with only yellow paper oil lamps hanging high in the silent streets. As I passed the Xinlong Bank, I heard strange cries coming from inside the house.

The night is as cold as water.

A large group of people gathered at the door of the money house, with people crowded inside and outside, and the sound of smashing cups and bowls could be heard from time to time.

The shopkeeper Ding, with his hair disheveled, was being dragged left and right. A woman fell on him and wailed loudly, her crying so heartbreakingly that it was moving.

Wen Wan was curious and sent the driver to find out what happened. Unexpectedly, the driver returned with a pale face and urged them to return home without delay. "The boy who led the vandalism at our Wen family yesterday is dead. They said he got drunk with his friends that night and fell into the water. When he was fished out, he was dead. Now the family has placed the body in the middle of the shop and is looking for Manager Ding to explain."

Banging your coffin late at night is considered unlucky by everyone.

Lu Ping trembled and hugged Wen Wan, holding her like a hen protecting her chicks. "Isn't that leader the nephew of Shopkeeper Ding? He seemed fine yesterday, why is he so -"

Wen Wan was not afraid at all. Instead, she patted Lu Ping's back to comfort her. Then she let out a long, sneer, "Don't be afraid. I have a strong yang energy, which can defeat villains and the dead. Let's go home."

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autumn.

Harvest season.

Ping County boasts a uniquely advantageous geographical location, boasting fertile land stretching for hundreds of miles, all boundless and fertile. Golden rice grains hang heavy on the branches, and the wind whips the wheat waves, signaling another round of autumn harvest for the people of Ping County.

Of course, the owner of Zhuji Grain Store also believes that there will never be a better time than this year.

The day before the autumn harvest, Yuan Jing brought a group of people from Bozhou and cast the net like catching fish.

Manager Zhu adhered to the idea of ​​"everyone is a guest, and we should cooperate sincerely". He helped Yuan Jing run errands and even paid for it out of his own pocket to take a team of people to help Yuan Jing collect grain.

Since the food was purchased at a high price, it must be stored with great care.

When this batch of grain is transported to Bozhou, Old Zhu's name will also catch the eye of Madam Yuan. It is not impossible for the granary to cooperate with the largest wine merchant in Bozhou in the future and then establish connections with the palace.

Isn’t this better than following the declining Wen family?

Shopkeeper Zhu was very willing to help.

Until two young men who looked like outsiders approached Hexiang Village, they opened the sacks of grain one by one, rubbed the grain with their fingertips like experienced hands, and then sniffed it with their noses. Finally, they affectionately pulled Village Chief Li aside to ask him all kinds of questions.

It seems like we’re in the same industry at first glance!
All the grain in this area fell into Yuan Liulang's hands. Shopkeeper Zhu was not worried, but he was still a little concerned. He asked Village Chief Li, "Are those two people here to collect the grain?"

(End of this chapter)