Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Zheng Qingrui doesn't need to be saved in this lifetime. The two will have fewer opportunities to spend time together. Moreover, judging from his appearance, Zheng Qingrui is not the kind of good man who will stay with one woman forever. He's still so young, and all Fang Su Niang thinks about is using him.

After the original owner died, Zheng Zhusheng, a selfish and self-serving person, was with Zheng Qingrui, and it was unknown what kind of personality he would develop.

Could it be that she fell for the villain with the intention of winning him over, only to be betrayed in the end, and left after accumulating enough disappointment?

Seeing Zhang Xiu's smiling face, Yao Feiran tentatively suggested, "Look, we're neighbors, and our children are close in age. Why don't we become in-laws?"

Zhang Xiu's expression immediately changed, and she snapped, "My daughter is destined to marry a scholar and become an official's wife. Does your son even deserve her!"

"I was just kidding." Yao Feiran said with a half-smile, "I thought Su Niang had taken a liking to Qing Rui, which is why she moved the family to the county town. Su Niang used to always give Qing Rui food, but I thought I couldn't accept it without doing anything in return, so I refused."

Zhang Xiu's expression kept changing. She remembered how Su Niang had begged her to move to the county town so that she could see her father every day and her elder brother could find a wife there. That's why she gritted her teeth and moved to the county town.

Hearing that Su Niang was constantly giving food to Zheng Qingrui, he immediately became restless. Before leaving, he said, "Don't talk nonsense! If you ruin my daughter's reputation, I'll skin you alive!"

Yao Feiran said leisurely, "If Fang Su Niang brings more dowry, I wouldn't mind."

"Dream on!"

Yao Feiran watched Zhang Xiu's retreating figure, then turned and went back into the house.

That evening, Zheng Qingrui returned, his face somewhat dark, and Yao Feiran glanced at him.

"What's wrong? Your face looks so dark."

"Fang Su Niang came to see me again today and even bought me a calligraphy brush. I was just about to refuse when her mother came over, pointed at me and scolded me, saying that I was shameless to accept such an expensive gift and that I had lost face in front of my classmates."

Yao Feiran thought to herself that Zhang Xiu was truly a divine assist.

"Mom will buy you a box of calligraphy brushes tomorrow morning; we won't lack these things."

"Mother, when I become a high-ranking official, I will marry a daughter of an official, someone who can be of help to me. I will not marry the blacksmith's daughter."

姚绯然一拳揍过去：「你以为官小姐想娶就娶幺，也不撒泡尿看看自己长什幺样子。」

"Mother, don't speak so rudely." Zheng Qingrui frowned, touched the top of his head, and wasn't too angry: "Marriage between the two families is a mutually beneficial arrangement. I have my own strengths. Mother, continue to support my studies. I will definitely pass the imperial examination in the future. Don't agree to my marriage so easily."

She even made empty promises to her. Yao Feiran instructed her, "I can support your studies, but you are not allowed to play with a woman's feelings. Even if it's a mutually beneficial arrangement, you can't discard her after she's served her purpose."

"I won't. If it's someone I decide to marry, I'll be serious. Why do you always think so badly of me, Mother?"

Yao Feiran: ...It was just a lump of char siu to begin with.

After that incident, Fang Suniang didn't come over for a long time, and Zhang Xiu kept a close eye on her precious daughter. Meanwhile, Yao Feiran went to the blacksmith shop to order a distillation apparatus.

The blacksmith shop had two masters and several apprentices. Fang the blacksmith was one of them. He also recognized Yao Feiran and frowned slightly.

"Hey, Zheng family, what are you doing here?"

"I'd like to order a custom set; the blueprints are here."

Fang the blacksmith waved his hand without even looking at it: "I can't do it. Find someone else."

Yao Feiran noticed another craftsman and went up to him to give him the blueprints.

Zhang Xian glanced at the blueprints; the parts were already separated, so it was impossible to tell what it was supposed to be, but it didn't look difficult.

"Yes, I can do that. It'll cost about five taels of silver."

Yao Feiran took out one tael of silver: "This is a deposit. If it's done well, I need ten sets."

Zhang Xian's eyes lit up. Ten sets were no small amount. Although the blacksmith shop had a fixed salary, it would give a bonus when it got a big order.

Fang the blacksmith glanced over almost imperceptibly. When he heard that they wanted ten sets, his heart was bleeding. He thought to himself that Yao Feiran was buying houses and supporting her son's education, yet she still had so much money to spare. He had miscalculated. He should have known better than to refuse.

The main reason is that his wife, Zhang Xiu, keeps saying that Yao Feiran is a shameless person who has taken a fancy to their daughter.

He retorted defiantly, "If you make some shoddy stuff, your son won't be able to afford your education."

"You'd love to grit your teeth and support your son, but unfortunately, he's not cut out for it."

"..."

Fang the blacksmith's face was already dark, and now it was even darker.

Yao Feiran left happily.

After the distillation equipment was completed, Yao Feiran paid the final payment and hired a few more people to prepare the rice mash used for distillation.

To keep the fermentation and distillation process a secret, Yao Feiran decided to do it herself. Fortunately, she was a natural-born ox or horse, full of energy and strength. It took her more than a month to get everything ready, and then she rented a stall and started selling wine.

Within half a month, business boomed. Yao Feiran had no plans to expand the scale for the time being. She would leave as soon as she sold out, and long queues would often form behind her as soon as she set up her stall.

At this moment, two tall and thin people appeared, and many people took a few steps back when they saw them.

The taller person walked over, cut in line to the front, took a jar of wine, and tossed a piece of silver.

Yao Feiran remained unfazed: "Brother Chen, if you want to drink, you don't need to pay."

"That won't do. You've already paid protection money. One thing at a time." Chen Shitou picked up the jar of wine and took a big gulp: "That's strong!"

As he left, he said meaningfully, "You'd better be careful with your brewing technique."

"Thanks for the reminder, Brother Chen."

Before setting up her stall, Yao Feiran already knew that there was a gang in this area that collected protection money. The protection money wasn't much, and she just wanted some peace and quiet, so she paid it.

Unexpectedly, these people were quite ethical. They actually protected her after receiving protection money. As a woman doing business, she often had thugs and bullies come over, but Yao Feiran didn't even have to lift a finger to chase them away.

This dynasty is even more chaotic than before, and buying official positions is commonplace. The emperor is also uninterested in politics and spends his days indulging in pleasure. Yao Feiran thinks that although the dynasty's fortune is weak, it should be able to hold on for a while.

When he returned, Fang Suniang was already waiting at the door, her expression inscrutable in the moonlight.

"Aunt Yao, is your high-alcohol-content liquor made by distillation? Are you also a time traveler?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. If you're asking how my wine is made, then of course I made it myself."

Yao Feiran thought to herself, what's the point of recognizing a transmigrator? Besides, they're not even from the same world. If they were on the same mission, wouldn't that be awkward?

Fang Suniang stared at Yao Feiran for a long time but couldn't find any flaws, so she had no choice but to leave.

She just wanted to live, so why was she always being hindered?