A Maid's Survival Story in a Noble Family Mansion? Rich Landlords Are More Appealing.

When Chen Wanxing left the brokerage, she had several still-freshly printed indentures in her hand. With her handprints on them, and after passing through the county government, Han Feng and his family of four became her servants.

"Han Feng, I'm living with my family right now, so it's definitely not feasible to take you back to live with them. There's no place for you, and it's not convenient. So you'll need to rent a place in this county town to settle down first."

Although she has now acknowledged her family, she is now living independently with her own property and plans. Even if she buys land in the future, she doesn't want to get involved with her family. This is unreasonable and could easily lead to conflict.

"It is entirely up to you, young lady. The fact that you have taken my family in is already a great kindness. I will not hesitate to ask how you will take care of us." Upon hearing this, Han Feng immediately bowed.

"Well," Chen Wanxing continued, "but the New Year is almost here, and there probably won't be any specific tasks assigned to you in the month or so before the New Year. But after the New Year, I plan to buy some land nearby, and you will be in charge of contacting tenants, taking care of the harvest, and other miscellaneous tasks for me."

"I will certainly do my best and never fail my wife's trust." Han Feng's eyes lit up slightly, but remembering that Chen Wanxing hadn't assigned him any work recently, he said sincerely:

"After settling down, I went to look for some odd jobs. I'm strong and literate, so I can always find some work at the docks or warehouses. My wife, Liu, is good at needlework and can also take on some sewing and washing jobs to supplement our income. I would never dare to let my wife support our family for nothing."

Chen Wanxing glanced at them, feeling fairly satisfied. His words were sincere and tactful; they seemed to be perceptive and capable people who could proactively share the burden.

In that case, we can just hand that matter over to her to handle.

"None of that matters, but right now, I do have something that needs your immediate attention."

Han Feng's expression hardened, and he straightened his back slightly: "Please give your orders, young lady."

Chen Wanxing succinctly recounted the conflict with the Liu family, saying, "I won't swallow this bitter pill. I'm going to teach the Liu family a lesson so they'll never dare to mess with me again."

After listening, Han Feng understood. This was because the girl's influence here was still weak, which made these scoundrels fearless.

According to his former master, someone like him wouldn't dare to come and humiliate him. Moreover, if there were any issues, the masters wouldn't say it outright, but those below would naturally know how to make those ignorant people understand.

Now that the master wants to establish his authority and vent his anger through revenge, he needs to use ruthless and effective methods.

Chen Wanxing looked at Han Feng: "I don't ask you how to do it, I just want the result. That Liu Yaozu from the Liu family needs to be really punished, preferably so badly that he can't get out of bed for ten days or half a month."

The Liu family knew that if they were smart, they would return the money, and the matter might end there; but if they were stubborn…” She didn’t finish her sentence, but the cold glint in her eyes said it all.

"I understand," Han Feng replied in a deep voice, his face showing no difficulty, but rather the composure of someone entrusted with an important task. "I will certainly not fail your trust, Miss. This matter requires some suitable manpower. I wonder if Miss has any other arrangements?"

"That's your business. Since I'm using you, I trust you can handle it. I'll give you the money; how and where you use it is up to you. I only care about the results."

Chen Wanxing, Liu Shi, and their two children found a teahouse to wait. Han Feng, holding the still-warm silver tael, took a deep breath, turned around, and strode into the busier streets of the county town.

Where should he look for them? He quickly calculated in his mind.

Dock laborers? Too many eyes and ears, and most are honest and simple-minded, easily letting slip information. Street thugs? Their backgrounds are unknown, they might cause trouble later. He walked and observed, his eyes sweeping over the back alleys of pawnshops, gambling dens, and restaurants…

Suddenly, he stopped and looked at a gambling den not far away with a sign that read "Bringing in wealth and treasures" hanging at the entrance, from which he could vaguely hear shouts and yells coming from inside.

Gambling dens? These are the most ravenous and chaotic places, and they're never short of thugs. Moreover, the people in gambling dens are often the most law-abiding, doing their jobs for money without asking why.

He glanced down at his coarse, old clothes from the pawnshop; he couldn't go in dressed like that. After a moment's hesitation, he turned and walked into a nearby pawnshop with a fairly large storefront.

Half an hour later, when Han Feng came out of the pawnshop again, he had changed into a slightly worn indigo cloth long gown. Although it was not the best material, it was clean and crisp. He had also changed into a pair of sturdy cloth shoes, and his hair had been combed and wrapped in a square scarf to secure it.

Straightening his clothes, Han Feng composed himself, deliberately displaying a hint of anxiety and ruthlessness on his face, and strode into the gambling den.

The gambling den was filled with smoke and noise. Han Feng ignored the approaching staff and scanned the room with sharp eyes. He quickly spotted a burly man leaning against a corner pillar. The man had a shrewd look in his eyes as he sized up the gamblers. Judging from his attire, he was probably a thug who kept order in the gambling den, or maybe even a minor boss.

He walked straight over, and under the other man's wary gaze, lowered his voice and got straight to the point: "Brother, can we talk in private? I have a small job, looking for two quick-witted and tight-lipped guys to help out. Price is negotiable."

The burly man sized him up and down. Although he looked weathered, his clothes and demeanor were unlike those of an ordinary gambler. His eyes flickered, and he gestured for the man to follow him to a relatively quiet hut in the back.

Inside the house, Han Feng didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "In Shuangmiao Village, Ping'an Town outside the city, there is a family surnamed Liu. The man in charge is called Liu Wangjia, and his son is called Liu Yaozu. They have offended our master."

My master wants to teach him a lesson, cause him some trouble, make his son bedridden for a while, to teach him a lesson in pain, but not to kill him. He just wants to scare him and his family. We'll do it tonight.

The burly man listened without much expression; he was clearly not new to this kind of situation. He asked, "Does this family have any powerful backers? And what price can they ask for?"

Han Feng held up five fingers: "Five hundred coins, for two people. Don't worry, they're just ordinary peasants. My master is kind-hearted and only wants to beat them up to vent his anger. But if this family doesn't know what's good for them, then..." He snorted coldly, his unspoken meaning clear.

Five hundred coins to hire two people to beat up a peasant is a fair price in this area, especially for a lesson with a clear objective and low risk.

The burly man considered for a moment, then nodded: "Alright, I'll find the man for you. He'll definitely know the rules. Get it done."

"Great." Han Feng took out the two hundred coins that had already been divided from his pocket and placed them on the table. "This is the deposit. You need to recognize Liu Yaozu's face so you don't hit the wrong person. Once the job is done, someone will see it, and the money will be settled."

The man weighed the string of coins in his hand, grinned, and said, "Don't worry, I'll make sure your master gets his revenge."

Once the deal was settled, Han Feng left the gambling den without lingering. After making sure no one was following him, he went to a pawnshop to change back into his old clothes before heading out to find a place to stay for the night.