The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

As the village chief of Lotus Village, the old village chief was very responsible for the village.

With such a big incident in the village, many villagers stood up against the county magistrate's men in order to protect the third branch of the Su family, thus offending the county magistrate.

This matter troubled the old village chief greatly, and he stayed in his house, constantly smoking his old pipe.

If the county magistrate really took his anger out on the villagers because his niece had been beaten, the village chief really couldn't think of a way to save them.

Especially Qian Yatou, who has done Gou Dan a favor by helping him get the job of a constable, we can't just stand by and watch Qian Yatou go to jail.

"How about I hold a meeting with the villagers and tell them to go out and hide for a year or two before coming back? By then, the county magistrate's anger might have subsided."

The village chief's wife had her own opinion: "Why hide? It's not necessarily safe outside. What if you go on a long trip and run into bandits or something? You'll still die anyway."

"Besides, you need money for everything outside. Do you think the villagers in our village have any money? Let alone a year or two, even if they go out for a month, they might starve to death. At least if they stay in the village, they can at least eat tree roots."

"You men don't manage the household, so you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil, and salt are."

The village chief's wife had great confidence in Qian Yatou; she didn't think the county magistrate had any ability to harm her.

"Old man, don't worry. Worrying won't help anyway. Look at all the years you've worked so hard and given so many gifts, but you still couldn't get Gou Dan to become a constable. Qian girl just said one word and arranged Gou Dan's job."

The village chief's wife comforted her husband, saying, "The Qingzhu Gang, which has dominated Qinghe County for over ten years, came to our village to bully Qian Yatou, and they were wiped out that very night. If you ask me, the county magistrate's niece dares to cause trouble, and she might end up like the Qingzhu Gang."

The old village chief frowned deeply, "You're just fooling yourself."

However, he felt that it also made sense.

Even the formidable Green Bamboo Gang couldn't harm Qian Yatou, could they?

Maybe Qian is just born with good fortune.

In the small courtyard on the east side of the Meng residence, Gong Yu's expression turned extremely cold after hearing Mo Xiaobei talk about Lotus Village.

"Those who laid a hand on Miss Su, their hands are no longer needed."

He won't let Magistrate Tang off the hook either.

"Yes, Your Highness, I will certainly take care of it."

How dare you bully my young master's woman! You deserve to have your arms and legs broken.

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When Qianqian's mule cart arrived in the county town, the first thing she did was deliver the chestnuts to Meng's shop.

Manager Wan was reviewing the account books in the backyard when a shop assistant came over and called out, "Manager—"

Manager Wan looked impatient. "Didn't I just say I'm looking at very important ledgers? Don't bother me."

"Shopkeeper, Miss Su, who supplies us with chestnuts, has arrived."

Manager Wan's face instantly went from anger to joy. He casually slammed the very important account book on the table and went out to greet them.

"Miss Su, what a distinguished guest! We've been waiting for you!"

Shopkeeper Wan still doesn't know that this Miss Su is the savior of the eldest daughter of the family. He only knows that the chestnuts Miss Su sent are of very high quality, and the chestnut cakes made from them are very popular. They couldn't bear to sell them in Qinghe County and instead put them all in limited quantities for sale in shops in the capital.

He, the shopkeeper who bought high-quality chestnuts, was praised by his superiors and was even rewarded with a trip to the main store in Beijing at the end of the year.

Miss Su is his lucky star.

Three baskets of chestnuts with their burrs removed were placed in the main hall of Mengji Restaurant; they had just been delivered by Su Qianqian.

I added a few drops of spring water to the bucket when washing the chestnuts. The chestnuts washed this way are so beautiful. No one can resist chestnuts with such a good appearance.

Su Qianqian said apologetically, "Manager Wan, this is the last batch of chestnuts. The season is over. If you want chestnuts, you'll have to wait until next year."

Seeing that Manager Wan's smile had frozen, Su Qianqian quickly stuffed a sponge cake into his hand, "Manager, try this."

Shopkeeper Wan noticed that the sponge cake in his hand bounced back immediately when squeezed, it was very elastic and quite special.

One bite reveals a fluffy and creamy texture with a milky aroma—it's truly a wonderful product! Now Mengji can create another new signature dish.

Good heavens, this shopkeeper is about to make a name for himself again.

"Miss Su, could you sell this recipe to Mengji?"

Su Qianqian knew that the special method of whipping egg whites was not popular in the Great Qi Dynasty, so this kind of sponge cake had never appeared on the market.

Things are rare.

We can sell this recipe for a good price, and then give my uncle more money. This will not only help redeem my cousin from her servitude, but also allow us to start a small business.

I heard that Uncle Gu and his wife are now running a food stall, braving wind and rain. It must be very hard work. If only they had the money to rent a shop.

"For sale."

After considering it carefully, Manager Wan quoted a price: "We'll pay fifty taels of silver for this recipe."

The price cannot be too high, so as not to lose money for the owner, but it also cannot be too low, because the Miss Su in front of us is the god of wealth of Meng's family, who can provide the best chestnuts in the entire Daqi.

We'll still need this Miss Su to supply chestnuts next year.

"Don't worry, Miss Su. Our boss is an honest man. If the products sell well, he will definitely give you more money."

"Alright, fifty taels of silver it is, deal."

Su Qianqian agreed. Since Manager Wan didn't know that she was Baozhu's savior, the price he offered was quite reasonable, excluding any favors.

She signed the contract on the spot and accepted the silver notes from Manager Wan.

The mule cart's second stop was the Jimin Medical Clinic.

Su Qianqian was worried that her older brother would sell the wild boar stomach at a loss, so she left it at home to dry until it was half-dry, and brought it with her this time.

At the counter, the thin accountant was clicking the abacus beads loudly. After glancing at the wild boar stomach the farmer had brought, he paused for a few seconds, then said to the shop assistant who was wiping the medicine cabinet, "Go quickly and call the boss out."

The man thought to himself: What's the big deal that he needs to call the boss? It's just an ordinary farmer coming to sell medicinal herbs.

When the landlord came out of the backyard and saw the wild boar's belly, he jumped up excitedly.

The accountant shook his head helplessly. The owner was already in his fifties or sixties, yet he was still as lively and carefree as a child, which looked rather comical.

The guy's eyes widened like saucers: What's going on? He'd been working here for three years, and this was the first time he'd ever seen his boss lose his composure.

The owner of the Jimin Medical Clinic had a very long black beard and was not only the owner but also a doctor.

This was the first time in his decades of medical practice that he had seen such a high-quality wild boar stomach, which is why he was so excited.

"This, this is the stomach of the Wild Boar King."

This wild boar stomach was exactly what he needed. It was like a godsend; his wife's stomach ailment had flared up again, and she was in terrible pain. She needed this top-quality wild boar stomach to nourish her.

"Young lady, I'll give you the best-quality wild boar stomach for thirty taels of silver. The other four will cost eight taels of silver in total, making it thirty-eight taels in total."

Su Bing was carrying wild boar stomachs when he heard the price quoted by the owner, so much so that he dropped everything on the ground. He never expected that these wild boar stomachs could sell for thirty-eight taels of silver.

This is a number that farmers would never dare to imagine in their entire lives.

Su Bing hurriedly squatted down and picked up the wild boar's stomach. "Um... is it alright if it fell on the ground? This owner mustn't try to bargain just because the pig's stomach fell on the ground."

"Okay, deal." Su Qianqian accepted the money and stopped the clinic owner from leaving.

"Please, doctor, take a look at my brother's leg injury."

After examining Su Ping'an's leg for a long time, the owner stroked his thick black beard and said, "The bones have to be broken and reset. However, the patient doesn't seem to be well-nourished. You should buy some good food for him to eat and let him recover for a few months. Once he's fully recovered, he can come back to have the bones broken and reset. With proper rest, his leg should be able to recover."

The whole family was very happy to hear this.

It turns out that Ping An's leg could actually be cured.

Su Ping'an hadn't held out much hope, after all, his leg injury had lasted for almost 10 years, but to his surprise, the doctor said it could be cured.

After leaving the clinic, Su Qianqian handed all the money to Madam Gu.

"Mom, look how fast I'm making money now. Let's give all of this to Uncle's family first."

Su Bing had already found out his brother-in-law Gu Huai's current address when he came to the county last time.

They even figured out where Gu's stall was located.

Gu Huai used to own a large restaurant, but it went bankrupt due to debts and he started selling soup and steamed buns at a roadside stall in the county town. I heard that he still owes a lot of money and is living a very hard life.