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On a misty morning, the Jin family was busy at work.

The old lady, whose health was gradually improving, sat in the courtyard, basking in the rising sun, and sewed shoe soles in her hands.

Liu Suyi took her clothes to the river to wash them.

Marquis Zhongyong went to the mountains to gather firewood, and even Jin Sui'an went with his sister Jin Yun to pick rabbit grass nearby. He dreamed about rabbits all night.

After Cheng Qiqi finished cooking the porridge, she started making sauerkraut buns. Yesterday's promotion of giving away one free spoonful for every ten spoonfuls was great.

Cheng Qiqi prepared to prepare a little more eleven-spoon sauerkraut packets so that the oil paper would not be wasted to the greatest extent.

"Sister-in-law, the firewood has been chopped and the water vat is full."

Jin Yanzhi chopped firewood, carried it into the woodpile in the kitchen, and filled the water container. When he looked at Cheng Qiqi, the smile on his face was incredibly warm and friendly.

"Alright, the porridge in the pot is almost ready. You can take it to the county to sell now."

As Cheng Qiqi spoke, she handed over several baskets of packaged pickled cabbage: "They're all 10 scoops for 1 scoop free, each serving costs 20 coins."

"Okay."

Now that he didn't have to chop camphor wood, Jin Yanzhi was full of energy. Looking at the overflowing sauerkraut buns, he said, "Sister-in-law, yesterday someone thought our sauerkraut buns didn't have eleven spoonfuls, so I let him try them on the spot!"

"Eleven spoonfuls full, and there's still more."

Jin Yanzhi spoke with great enthusiasm, then earnestly asked, "Sister-in-law, are the portions in each pack sufficient?"

This method was told to him by his sister-in-law yesterday before she left home. If anyone questions it, he should just open the package on the spot and scoop it out spoonful by spoonful!

When it came time to dress up, Jin Yanzhi was incredibly anxious, fearing that it might not be enough.

"Of course."

Cheng Qiqi filled the basket with pickled cabbage packets. She stretched and said, "In business, honesty is the most important thing. If you say you'll get one free for every ten spoonfuls you buy, then you get one free for every ten spoonfuls you buy. If you don't give the full amount, wouldn't that be cheating people?"

"We want to do long-term business, not just one-off deals."

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him. This playboy actually has some talent for business. He's lively and eloquent, while Jin Lizhi is honest and simple. Together, they make a perfect match!

"Sister-in-law is right."

Jin Yanzhi grinned from ear to ear and said, "Sister-in-law, there must be about a hundred packs here, right?"

"more than."

Cheng Qiqi glanced at him and said, "You guys hurry up and pack. Shenglan, Jinqing, and I will pack them together and try to pack another hundred."

Jin Yanzhi and Jin Lizhi helped secure the porridge to the cart, while Cheng Qiqi continued wrapping sauerkraut buns with Gao Shenglan and Jin Qing.

Cheng Qiqi was in charge of portioning the food, and after that, Gao Shenglan and Jin Qing wrapped it up together!

After a busy morning, Jin Yanzhi and his group headed to the county town early with their pickled cabbage porridge.

Lin Huilan watched his departing figure, still angry thinking about yesterday!

"Yanzhi, give me the money."

After dinner, Lin Huilan asked Jin Yanzhi for money, to which Jin Yanzhi looked bewildered: "What money?"

"Of course, it's the money you made from selling pickled cabbage porridge today!"

Lin Huilan looked at him and said, "Don't tell me you didn't embezzle a single penny???"

"Young lady, what do you mean? How could I do such a thing?"

Jin Yanzhi's face was flushed, and his eyes were filled with hurt.

Lin Huilan: "..." How could she have given birth to such a stupid son?

"Mom, could you please tell Dad that I'm not going to work?"

Jin Xue'er's voice interrupted Lin Huilan's thoughts. Lin Huilan, who was diligently embroidering a handkerchief, said, "I told you to learn embroidery properly a long time ago, but you didn't? Otherwise, you wouldn't be going to work now?"

"..."

Upon hearing these nagging words, Jin Xue'er immediately stood up and said irritably, "Fine, I'll go to work, okay?"

At the training ground, Cheng Qiqi didn't go to work today. She had already thrown down the hooks from the sugar shop, so why should she torture herself?

The pickled cabbage sold out quickly, so she needed to continue making pickled cabbage. Sister Rong had so much mustard greens, so she had to spend money to stock up on more!

"Master, why are you back?"

Liu Suying was embroidering a handkerchief in the courtyard when she saw Marquis Zhongyong return with a sullen face. She quickly asked, "Did something happen?"

Liu Suyi's embroidery needle pierced the tip of the needle instantly.

Liu Suyi subconsciously put the handkerchief down, afraid of getting it dirty.

"The sugar mill was vandalized today."

The Marquis of Zhongyong asked in a deep voice, "Where is Qiqi?"

"Qiqi went to buy mustard greens."

Liu Suyi asked worriedly, "Will the sugar shop incident implicate Qiqi?"

My own daughter-in-law can't be implicated.

"Won't."

Marquis Zhongyong has been a marquis for half his life. When he was fighting on the battlefield, what hadn't he seen?

"Cheng Qiqi!"

An excited voice rang out.

Cheng Qiqi was chatting and laughing with Sister Rong as they carried mustard greens back home when she was startled by the cold old woman before they even got there.

"I agree with what you said yesterday; you should join the sugar mill."

The old woman rushed over and grabbed Cheng Qiqi. She hadn't slept all night, and her eyes were bloodshot.

"Let's sign the contract now."

The old woman spoke impatiently, handing over a pre-prepared contract from her bosom: "Sign your name and put your fingerprint on it, and you'll get 30% of the sugar shop's profits!"

The words on the contract had already been written, and the three Leng brothers had signed their names and pressed their fingerprints.

This eagerness aroused Cheng Qiqi's suspicion. She didn't accept the contract but instead asked, "What happened at the sugar shop?"

Yesterday I was complaining that she was asking for too much, but today I can't wait for her to sign and put her fingerprint on the document?

"..."

The old woman's tears streamed down her face; she was filled with regret!

"As long as you sign, everything will be alright at the sugar shop!"

The old woman stared intently at her hand, wishing she could grab it and force her to sign and put her fingerprint on the document.

"Grandma Leng, I won't sign this document until you explain it clearly."

Cheng Qiqi wasn't stupid; there's no such thing as a free lunch. She quickly walked into the courtyard and saw her father-in-law, Zhongyong, waiting there, and even Lord Zhao Heiyue was there. Instantly, she understood what was going on.

"Sir, let's discuss this as a family first."

Marquis Zhongyong pulled Liu Suyi into the house, and at the same time, Cheng Qiqi also entered the living room.

Lin Huilan stretched her neck, losing all interest in even embroidering.

Seeing that things were not going well, Meng Jingyao and Li Shi also put down their sewing baskets and stood by, feeling uneasy.

"Village head, didn't you say the Jin family could help? Now Cheng Qiqi won't even sign anything, how could they help?"

As the old woman watched the villager questioning her, she was already panicking.

The old man lay in bed, unconscious.

The sugar mill was completely vandalized. Fortunately, the two batches of sugar from yesterday were of very good quality, and they took them home to study. Otherwise, their situation would have been even more difficult once the sugar was exposed!

The Leng family never expected that the Kong family would resort to any means to force them to give them money.

It was her brother Zhao Hei who approached her, and the village head was also approaching her, telling her that she could look for the Jin family, which might offer a glimmer of hope. Now, she doubted whether the Jin family, a group of exiled prisoners, really had such great power.