I support the army through farming and business.

Chapter 71 Sugar and Chicken and Duck
Tang Zhao dismounted, untied the bulging pouch at his waist, and waved to the children, "Come and have some candy."

When the children heard that there would be candy, their faces were full of desire, but they just stood there without moving.

Aunt Zhao was pushed out by the women.

She is the leader of the women in the village, not only because her husband is the village chief of Changshou Village, but also because she has experienced many ups and downs in her life. Since she married into Changshou Village, she has taken the lead in receiving the ladies who come to give money and gifts.

Even in front of Princess Xuan, she could remain calm.

But when facing Tang Zhao, Aunt Zhao felt extremely uneasy because she did not see contempt and disgust, nor sympathy and pity in Tang Zhao's eyes.

She just looked at them quietly and equally.

Aunt Zhao gathered her thoughts, as if afraid that the dust on her body would stain the corners of Tang Zhao's clothes. She stood ten steps away from Tang Zhao, acting as if she were treating the nobles who donated money and grain. Her smile was respectful and courteous. "Thank you, Madam. It's just that sugar is a precious commodity. We farmers are not worthy of eating it."

Tang Zhao was surprised. "Where did this saying come from? Why are farmers not worthy of eating peanut candy?"

"If you ask me, the ones who deserve to eat the most are the great working people. Without your hard work in the fields, how could we have sugar to eat?"

The women hiding behind Aunt Zhao were all stunned. They had never heard such words before, especially the woman who had just married into Changshou Village this summer. Her face was full of shock.

She had fled from Luoyang last winter due to a snowstorm. Luoyang was full of nobles, and it seemed as if they, the lowly farmers, were guilty of living in the same world with the nobles.

Therefore, whether the nobles drove the farmers away from them or beat and scolded them for no reason, they were used to it.

They are used to the condescending gaze and contempt of the nobles, and are used to living in humility.

They never thought that one day, the nobles in high positions would speak to them so gently and praise them as the great working people.

The woman's eyes were filled with tears and she covered her mouth with her hands.

Tang Zhao couldn't understand: She didn't say anything?

Aunt Zhao shouted, "Da Mao, bring your brothers and sisters to eat candy!"

A group of five or six-year-old children followed a boy of seven or eight and ran to Tang Zhao.

Aunt Zhao urged, "Why don't you thank Madam for the reward?"

Damao was about to express his gratitude when he heard a very pleasant voice say, "It's not a reward, it's a gift."

Damao was stunned, looking up blankly at the woman who was countless times more beautiful than his elder sister who was known as the most beautiful woman in the village.

It's a gift for them, isn't it a reward?
"This is a welcome gift for you," Tang Zhao bent down and put the purse into his hand with a smile. "I came here in a hurry this time and didn't bring anything good. I will make up for it when I come next time."

Aunt Zhao's heart trembled, realizing that the general's wife was completely different from those noble ladies.

Damao was caught off guard by a beautiful purse stuffed into his mouth. He jumped up in fright and quickly gave the purse to his mother.

Aunt Zhao took it, looked at the black fingerprints on the purse and cursed, "You little bastard, you didn't wash your hands and ruined all the good things!"

Damao blushed and hid his hands behind his back. For the first time, he regretted not washing his hands after playing in the sand.

Tang Zhao came to the rescue, "Don't be upset, Auntie. All children are naughty. I was like that when I was little, too. I'll be fine as I grow up." Aunt Zhao waved her hands repeatedly, "Madam, please don't call me that. I don't deserve it. Just call me Zhao."

Tang Zhao raised an eyebrow. "Is it possible that my aunt's family is the only one with the surname Zhao in Changshou Village?"

Aunt Zhao shook her head and said, "Of course not. Half of the villagers have the surname Zhao," and the other half have the surname Liang or Jiang.

"I called out to the Zhao family, and I guess I'm the only one who knew who I was calling."

Aunt Zhao thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case. "My real name is Fang Cui Niang. If you don't mind, just call me by my name."

Tang Zhao nodded, "Aunt Fang."

Aunt Fang didn't dare to confront the nobleman and had to agree temporarily.

Zhao Tian stood there for a while, and seeing that his wife was not as considerate as before, he had to remind her, "Madam, you are tired all day. Please go into the village to rest first."

Aunt Fang just remembered this and slapped her head in regret. She quickly stuffed the purse full of peanut candies to the women behind her and told them to divide it among the children. She then asked Tang Zhao to go into the village and clean up the best yard.

Tang Zhao touched the cotton quilt, which was warm and had obviously just been dried in the sun.

"This is the best quilt in the village. When the weather is good, I wash and dry it every day. On weekdays, I put it in a box. It is the cleanest." Aunt Fang spread the quilt on the kang. "But it is not as good as the silk quilts used in the palace. I have to put it in a difficult position, Madam."

Tang Zhao shook his head and said, "It's already very good." It's much better than sleeping in the wild forest.

Aunt Fang was very happy. She brought a large bundle of firewood into the house, boiled a large pot of hot water, and heated up the kang before she left with a smile.

Tang Zhao washed himself thoroughly with hot water, changed his clothes, and got into the warm bed. His overworked body suddenly relaxed, and he felt sleepy instantly. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Aunt Fang quietly entered the house, washed Tang Zhao's dirty clothes by hand, and then hurried to Liang Kang's house to discuss dinner for today.

"What? Twenty chickens, ducks, and seven pigs?" Wei Zhaoniang, who had just returned from cutting grass in the mountains, threw down her backpack and said dissatisfiedly, "Is it New Year's Eve or something? Sister Fang is too generous. She wants to eat half of the chickens, ducks, and pigs in my yard in one go."

"What are you shouting for? A distinguished guest has arrived."

"Distinguished guest? What distinguished guest?" Wei Zhaoniang rolled her eyes. "The princess sent someone to deliver the money for the Warm Winter Banquet a long time ago. If the princess doesn't come this year, the ladies certainly won't come either. How can there be any distinguished guest?"

"Sister Fang, please be more careful and don't let those idiots out there fool you again. In our small place, there really isn't much business to do, let alone any good jobs!"

Fang Cuiniang didn't care about her squeezing. "Wife of the General of the Cavalry, Princess Zhaoshan, granddaughter of the General of the Protectorate, do you think she is a noble lady?"

Wei Zhaoniang shuddered, "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

She rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a kitchen knife, and ran to the back garden. "The Protector General's granddaughter is here! This is a big event for our Changshou Village! How can twenty chickens, ducks, and seven pigs be enough? We need at least thirty chickens, ducks, and ten pigs."

Wei Zhaoniang sharpened her knife while calling out to everyone, "Everyone come and help! We're having a feast tonight!"

Women from several nearby families heard the shouting and hurried out to help.

Fang Cuiniang was proud, because she knew that as long as the name of the National Protector General was mentioned, not only would dozens of chickens and ducks be killed, but even if all the chickens and ducks were killed, Wei Zhaoniang would not even blink an eye.

Zhao Zhao: Another day of relying on grandpa’s glory!
Author: It’s another day to ask for rewards, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets and comments!
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