Exiled to Lingnan, the Crown Prince's wife raises children, cultivates the land, and leads the

"Brother, are you kidding me? Is he really that capable of helping us?"

On her way back, Granny Leng remained uneasy, saying, "The Jin family has gone too far. Thirty percent of the profits isn't enough; they want the entire village to join the sugar mill. Will the sugar mill still be our Leng family's sugar mill in the future?"

"Brother, I think we need to think of other ways."

Before the old woman could finish speaking, Zhao Hei interrupted, "Sister, if you really had a way, would the sugar mill have been smashed up today? The sugar mill doesn't work all day, and with so much sugar being smashed today, how much money do you think they'd lose?"

"..."

The old woman immediately shut her mouth.

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"Mom, look, I picked lots of grass for the bunny!"

Wearing a straw hat and carrying a small basket, Jin Sui'an came back skipping and hopping!

"If the bunny eats the grass that An'an picked, it will definitely grow strong and healthy!"

Cheng Qiqi couldn't help but smile as she looked at her daughter!

"Um."

After feeding the rabbit, Jin Suian rushed into Cheng Qiqi's arms.

"hiss."

Cheng Qiqi gasped. She had been washing mustard greens and making sauerkraut all day and hadn't been able to stand up straight. Now that she was standing up, her back ached.

"Mom, let An'an give you a hammer."

Jin Sui'an clenched her fists and tapped Cheng Qiqi's waist repeatedly. Her small hands carried a surprising amount of strength, and she even asked, "Mom, is this okay?"

"Okay, that's already very good."

Cheng Qiqi quickly grabbed her hand and stopped. If she continued to hit her, her back... might really break!

"Our An'an knows how to care for her mother now, so mother will reward her with a kiss."

Cheng Qiqi picked up Jin Sui'an and kissed her cheek. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jin Xue'er enter with a smile on her face, her arms full of baby fat.

The moment he saw her, the smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a stern expression, as if someone owed him money.

Jin Xueer quickly turned into their room.

"Mother, did Auntie fall?"

Jin Suian said in a low voice.

"Hmm? Why do you say that?"

Cheng Qiqi looked away and gazed at her daughter with curiosity.

"There's straw in Auntie's hair," Jin Sui'an said softly.

Cheng Qiqi's eyes darkened. She had only glanced at Jin Xueer's sudden change of expression and hadn't paid much attention.

"They probably ran into us while gathering firewood."

Cheng Qiqi casually brushed off her daughter's words. She didn't want to delve into the matter of Lin Huilan and her daughter, as long as it didn't implicate the Jin family.

After dinner, Cheng Qiqi admired the twelve flower goddess handkerchiefs embroidered by Liu Suyi and the others. She had to admit that they were exactly the same as the portraits on the sample, no, they were even more beautiful than the sample!

The white silk handkerchiefs are soft, and the exquisite craftsmen have brought the flowers to life as if they were embroidered, and you can almost smell their fragrance.

"Qiqi, we've calculated it today. Everyone has already completed two sets. There are four more sets to go, and we'll definitely be able to finish them."

Liu Suyi was tidying up the embroidered handkerchiefs. Each time she finished embroidering one, she would carefully preserve it.

"Mom, you guys are amazing."

Cheng Qiqi praised them, then looked at Old Madam Jin beside her and said, "Grandma, the shoes you made are so comfortable. I wore them all day today, and they're so comfortable on my feet. Did you even put cotton inside them, Grandma?"

"It's warm and comfortable."

When Cheng Qiqi praises someone, her words are as sweet as honey.

"If you like them, I'll make a few more pairs." During the day, Madam Jin sewed shoes and also took on the cooking duties.

Cheng Qiqi was initially worried, but who knew that when Madam Jin got to work, she was really quite capable. Even if she didn't cook the most delicious food, at least it was better than Liu Suyi's!

"Grandma, please take good care of yourself."

Cheng Qiqi reminded her that she had seen how weak the old lady had been along the way.

"After taking so many doses of medicine, I'm already better."

Madam Jin was all smiles, with a kind and gentle expression.

Cheng Qiqi, with her sharp eyes, noticed that Chongshan had returned and couldn't wait to ask him about it.

"Young Madam, it's all set!"

Chongshan grinned and said, "Lord Hou and the others have already arrived with the village head and the Leng family. Lord Hou said that you should make some preparations."

"So fast?"

Cheng Qiqi really didn't expect it to be so fast?

A short while later, the Jin family's dilapidated house was filled with people.

Zhuang Li, along with several elderly people and the Leng family's mother and three children, filled the old house to the brim.

Not to mention, the courtyard was crowded with villagers I didn't know.

"Mrs. Jin, I wonder... how you plan to get the whole village to cooperate with the sugar mill?"

Zhuang Lizheng took the initiative to speak; he had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

The sugar mill is such a juicy piece of meat; one bite and your mouth will be full of oil!

The Leng family was the only one in the whole village with a large brick and tile house, with five rooms and a high wall surrounding it. They were clearly a wealthy family in the village!

It's a pity that we could only watch the Leng family make money before, but now, the villagers also have the opportunity.

"A 30% profit margin is too high. Our sugar mill only earns a hundred or eighty taels a year. If we distribute it all out, wouldn't we be working for nothing all year?"

Granny Leng spoke harshly. Upon learning that the entire Kong family had been arrested and could no longer threaten the sugar shop, Granny Leng considered turning her back on them, but her elder brother persuaded her to stay.

A 30% profit margin... that's really too high!

"Grandma Leng is right."

As soon as Cheng Qiqi agreed, Granny Leng's eyes lit up, and she immediately began to complain: "We harvest sugarcane, process sugarcane, boil sugar, and then sell the sugar. Every step is difficult."

"Just earn a meager living through hard work."

The old woman complained bitterly, "Everyone sees it as glamorous, but actually, it doesn't make any money!"

Cheng Qiqi looked at Granny Leng with a half-smile and said, "Granny Leng, if you're really not making any money, why don't you just transfer the sugar shop to me, and I'll give you a hundred taels?"

Cold Old Woman: "..."

Her voice stopped abruptly, and even her tears ceased. She looked at her coldly and said, "You've solved a huge problem for the sugar factory, so your sugar is fine too. How about we take 20%?"

"One-tenth."

Cheng Qiqi said, "I only want 10% profit."

The room, which had been noisy just moments before, fell silent instantly.

Even the Marquis of Zhongyong and Liu Suyi looked at Cheng Qiqi with a hint of anxiety. Had she said something wrong?

"Harvesting sugarcane, pressing it, and boiling it into sugar are indeed very difficult. It's perfect to distribute the work among the villagers. If everyone in the village takes 30% of the profits, it's not unreasonable, is it?"

As soon as Cheng Qiqi finished speaking, the village head immediately said, "Our village is willing to work, and we are willing to sell all the sugarcane we grow to the sugar mill."

Thirty percent of the profits, divided among so many people in the village, may seem like a small amount, but it's better than nothing, right?

"Mrs. Jin truly lives up to her prestigious family background." Zhuang Lizheng complimented Cheng Qiqi, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

The old woman frowned, feeling that Cheng Qiqi hadn't finished speaking.

Sure enough, Cheng Qiqi continued, "Grandma Leng said selling candy is difficult. How about our Jin family takes over the candy-selling business and takes 30% of the profits? That's not unreasonable, is it?"

"Cheng Qiqi, do you think I'm stupid? We agreed on 10% profit, but now you want 40%!"

The old woman was furious. According to her, wouldn't she get 30% just like the villagers?