Wanjin Lady

Chapter 94
Wen Weiming thought about it carefully and said, "If the Cheng family is determined to take over our winery, we may have no choice but to join forces with Zhu Wang."

"Using pig spirits to disgust the Cheng family is fine." Wen Wan crossed her legs, looking relaxed and contented, "But using pig spirits to deal with the Cheng family is not okay."

The young lady was wearing a white work suit with narrow sleeves and pants, which was a piece of clothing that had been made for everyone beforehand. She had an apron hanging on her shoulders and a red triangular scarf wrapped around her head. She wore a straw hat and a cloth skirt, and she wore no makeup, with a plain face.

She swung her legs leisurely, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking about something, but also as if she was thinking about nothing.

"One pig spirit is not enough."

The leading state-owned enterprise is coming towards her township enterprise with great momentum. How can she break through the siege?

Wen Wan was thinking when she saw Old Man Wen sitting there comfortably drinking tea, sighing "tsk tsk tsk".

After tasting the porcelain, Old Man Wen picked up the bowl and studied it attentively.

This leisurely look makes me angry!
How could he slack off under her nose?

Wen Wan said unhappily, "Dad, this is your property, can you please hurry up?"

"Why should I be so anxious?" Old Man Wen turned the tea leaves over and fiddled with them, his tone confident and righteous, "Don't we have you, the most dishonest businessman in Ping County, here?"

Wen Wan: ???
Father Wen patted her shoulder and smiled as kindly as a loving father: "Good girl, work hard, Dad believes in you. You are only sixteen years old, the right age to venture out. I am old and my legs and feet are not very flexible, so I should not be a burden to you. It is time for you to enjoy your retirement..."

"No. Dad, listen to me... You're only fifty... Fifty, that's the time to make a breakthrough! You still have a second spring in your career..."

"You unfilial son! You actually let a fifty-year-old man go out and make his living? How dare you say such a thing!"

"Dad, if you don't break in, how are Wen Jing and I going to rely on you?"

The conversation ended with Wen Wan being slapped in the face.

Wen Wan was never idle for a moment.

She learned the wine-making technique from Master Ma. Only after all the wine was put into the wine steamer for initial fermentation did she have time to visit her old friend.

She changed into the work clothes of the winery and strolled along the long street of Ping County with Lu Ping.

Originally, Wen Wan wanted to take Hong Mei with her, but Wen Jing was so scared after hearing those stories about Lu Ping's "motherhood" that she had nightmares for several nights. Every time she woke up crying and shouting, "I don't want to get married!", and even Chen Ma and Hong Mei blamed Lu Ping.

Student Lu Ping was isolated by them.

Wen Wan could only bring Cha Cha's little friend Lu Ping with her.

The two of them strolled along the long street, carefully selecting a gift for Mr. Yao.

If it weren't for Mr. Yao Shiyao's matchmaking, she wouldn't have been able to successfully deliver the letter of "Besiege Wei to Save Zhao" to the desk of the governor of Tianshui Prefecture, and Yuan Liulang wouldn't have lost all his money and suffered serious injuries.

I haven't heard any movement from the Yuan family in the past few days. Maybe it's because the amount of bleeding this time was too heavy and they need time to heal.

In line with the spirit of "a friend's death would rather die than I die", Wen Wan secretly hoped that Yuan Liulang could find other scapegoats to replace the Wen family winery, so that her Wen family could successfully avoid this disaster.

As the saying goes, the people should not fight against the officials. No matter how powerful the Cheng family is, they will never dare to challenge Mr. Yao, who is such a threat.

Therefore, the only roundabout way Wen Wan can think of now is to cling tightly to Mr. Yao!
Of course, it would be even better if I could use Mr. Yao to climb up to the high branch of Huai'an Hou Wei Zheng.

I heard that the governor of Tianshui Prefecture is only twenty years old and is the nephew of the current queen. Not only is his status noble, but he was also ordered to go to Tianshui Prefecture to handle a disaster relief case in a time of crisis. It can be seen that he is highly valued by Your Majesty.

It’s just that people like Wei Zheng are too far away from her, so Wen Wan just thinks about it.

After choosing for a long time, Wen Wan still couldn't find a suitable gift.

Lu Ping suggested to her, "Mr. Yao is a scholar, why not buy him some writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone?"

Wen Wan smiled and refused: "The most abundant things in your home are pens, inkstones, and paper. If they are not top-notch, giving them away would be a burden."

Giving gifts is a skill.

There is a lot of knowledge involved in how to convey something to the other person's heart and let them know that you have spent money.

Wen Wan recalled the joke from her previous life.

How do you let your boss know that the tea you gave him is expensive?

Answer: Dear leader, this box of tea is enough to sentence you to ten years in prison.

Lüping continued, "If there's nothing for the old gentleman, why not give it to Madam Yao? Women have so many things... jewelry, clothes, rouge—" Wenwan interrupted her with a smile, "What kind of rare and precious treasures hasn't Madam Yao seen? Even if you moved everything from all the jewelry shops in the entire Ping County to Madam Yao's doorstep, I doubt she would even look at it."

"Ah..." Lu Ping was at a loss. Then she saw someone selling chickens and ducks in the market and said in a timid tone, "Why don't you give us chickens, ducks, fish and meat?"

Lu Ping's words were meant to be a joke, but she never expected the man to agree without hesitation. "That's a good idea. I'll send you fresh chickens and ducks, and buy some tofu and vegetables."

"Miss...this gift is too shabby. Isn't it rude?"

Wen Wan smiled: "The gift is small but the thought is great. Besides, in this weather, it's not easy to store these things overnight. Lord Yao will definitely have us stay for dinner."

Lu Ping suddenly realized, "So the young lady's real intention is not to drink!"

No matter what gift you give, the most important thing is to have a meal together and build closer relationships!

Lu Ping said she learned something.

Lu Ping carried a basket and picked out some fresh pheasants that were slaughtered right away. She also bought a few pieces of tofu and a handful of green onions.

The intention to eat for free is very... obvious.

The master and servant rode in a carriage to the upper reaches of Taohua Creek.

It was the height of autumn, the world was a vast expanse, maple leaves were ablaze with crimson, covering the hills and plains. The waters of Taohua Creek were gurgling, clear and translucent, creating a unique and picturesque scene.

When approaching Yao Shizhen's thatched cottage, Wen Wan saw two figures huddled by the river.

An old man and a young boy sat on a stool, their bodies hidden in the reeds, holding fishing rods, staring quietly at the movement of the river.

Ouch.

When Wen Wan saw the back of Cheng Yunzhang's head, she felt disdainful in her heart.

Cheng Yunzhang is a scholar, but... she always feels that he is very cunning.

Look at how he became a disciple. He hid his identity first, then accompanied him day by day and slowly built up his skills. After he had gained Mr. Yao's complete favor, he revealed his identity and achieved twice the result with half the effort!
If you are so smart, why do you want to be a scholar? Wouldn’t it be better to just inherit the family business?

Wen Wan expressed her contempt for Cheng Yunzhang.

She looks down on anyone who can flatter her more than she does.

Unless she is the one who is best at flattering.

Wen Wan coughed softly, and the sight of the lake and mountains gave her a burst of poetic inspiration. After searching her stomach for a moment, she slowly said, "The Wei River is like a mirror, with carp and bream in it. I occasionally hold a bamboo pole and hang my line beside it. The breeze blows the fishing line, curling ten feet long. Who would have thought that as I sit facing the fish, my mind is in nowhere—"

"Shh!"

Cheng Yunzhang suddenly turned around and made a gesture to her to keep quiet, interrupting her poetry in an unromantic manner.

In the golden sunlight, the man's skin was as white as jade and porcelain, and his eyes were dark, as if he was a banished immortal who fell from the sky.

Cheng Yunzhang squinted his eyes and smiled, "Shopkeeper Wen, don't scare my fish away."

Wen Wan: Are you sure you are not jealous of my talent?

Wen Wan frowned and looked at the calm water, "There is no fish under your rod."

"Shopkeeper Wen also knows how to fish?"

"Understood."

Cheng Yunzhang laughed, "Just like playing chess?"

“Slightly better than chess.”

No one invited her, but Wen Wan was not discouraged. She moved a stool from the carriage and forced it to sit between the two of them.

Cheng Yunzhang looked at her frequently, as if shocked by her shamelessness.

Wen Wan doesn't care.

Both she and Cheng Yunzhang wanted to cling to Yao Shizhen's thigh, so it just depended on who was more shameless.

When it comes to thick skin, she! Gentle! No one can match her!
(End of this chapter)