There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

After trying to reason with Jiang Mo for a while, the man got a little annoyed and yelled at Jiang Mo, partly to vent his anger and partly to provoke him.

"Pursue?"

Jiang Mo, completely unmoved, tilted his head, his gaze falling on the bowl of rice the man had slammed on the table. He swallowed hard and said:

"Hey, if you're not going to eat this, why don't you give me the bowl of rice?"

"Otherwise it will get cold."

The man, enraged, laughed instead, picked up his bowl, and stormed off, cursing inwardly: "I thought this guy was fast; I was hoping he'd come in handy someday."

I never imagined he would be such a spineless and spineless fool!

Is the pursuit of life simply about making a living?

Bah, what a disgrace!

Not only was the person who had just been trying to persuade Jiang Mo very dissatisfied with him, but many people who noticed the commotion also glanced at Jiang Mo with a hint of contempt.

In fact, many people have some impression of Jiang Mo.

It wasn't that she thought he was a strong competitor, but rather that she thought he was rather dull-witted because Jiang Mo was a beat slow in bowing earlier.

Having witnessed the scene again, he felt even more that he was nothing to fear.

It's not worth taking seriously at all.

Jiang Mo remained oblivious to the stares of these people, continuing to eat his meal as if nothing had happened.

If we're talking about looking down on people, it's actually that Jiang Mo himself didn't take anyone present seriously, whether they were acquaintances or those seeking cooperation through cliques.

If Jiang Mo really wanted to compete, how many of these guys could rival him?

Why bother seeking cooperation or any other means?

When only one person can ultimately emerge as the winner, all collaborations are merely about finding a convenient tool for oneself.

After using it, you might have to step on it a couple of times to break it.

Intrigue and backstabbing are meaningless.

Why not just focus on cooking!

After Jiang Mo had eaten his fill and rested for a while in the midday sun, Hu Meier and the others finally arrived late and led everyone to a back gate of the villa.

"My father is getting older and inevitably suffers from weakness and fatigue."

Looking at the candidates standing neatly in two rows, Hu Meier spoke softly, her gaze sweeping across their faces as she spoke.

Her gaze paused slightly when it fell on Jiang Mo.

Why does this guy look so sleepy?

Don't you have even the slightest fighting spirit?

Despite being secretly annoyed, Hu Meier still spoke as if nothing had happened:

"In the back mountain, there is a good medicine called Crimson Spirit Blood Fungus, which can strengthen muscles and bones and invigorate qi and blood. If someone can pick one and bring it back to the manor, then they will have completed the first test."

These words caused an uproar among the crowd.

Even though Jiang Mo was trying hard to suppress his yawns, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. His sleepiness vanished instantly, and he looked exceptionally energetic.

Does this girl really know what she's saying?

To bring back a Crimson Blood Fungus?

Is this a test you're giving your servants? What kind of servant could withstand such a difficult challenge? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were using this to choose a husband!

It wasn't that Jiang Mo was making a fuss, but rather that the exam questions were indeed far too harsh.

Lingzhi is a rare and precious substance.

Red Spirit Blood Ganoderma is a premium variety of Ganoderma.

Even if it's not a rare and precious herb, it's still a rare and valuable medicine. Its effects cannot be summarized by Hu Meier's simple statement that it can invigorate qi and blood and strengthen muscles and bones.

Even if swallowed whole, it can increase a martial artist's internal cultivation by several years after refining it.

As the leader of all birds, Mo Yuan is also a seasoned thief with extraordinary experience. He has seen the wealth of countless rich merchants and gentry, but those who possess such a precious medicine are still few and far between.

He benefited greatly from even the occasional one or two he obtained.

Otherwise, even with exceptional physical talent...

It's probably impossible for someone to have opened up all four extraordinary meridians before reaching adulthood.

And now, another clue to the precious medicine has appeared before us.

This made Jiang Mo, who had initially been indifferent to the selection process based on the exam questions, take it seriously.

It invigorates qi and blood, and strengthens muscles and bones.

Hu Meier's words kept echoing in Jiang Mo's mind, making him feel quite itchy and restless.

Malnutrition and acquired deficiencies are intractable problems that Mo Yuan's body cannot get rid of. However, if he can use the Crimson Spirit Blood Mushroom to make up for the deficiencies, the problem that originally hindered him from making further progress may be solved.

At least, with the Ren and Du meridians connected, I won't feel as powerless as before.

But finding the Crimson Blood Mushroom is by no means an easy task.

After hearing the specific content of the exam questions, the other candidates couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. Even those who were ignorant and had never heard of the Crimson Blood Fungus quickly realized its preciousness from the exclamations of others.

Moreover, Hu Meier only said that it was in the back mountain.

The three mountains surrounding Huoyu Mountain Villa are so majestic and vast that without a guide familiar with the area, one would most likely get lost if they ventured in.

To find, without any clue, a tiny piece of Crimson Blood Fungus, no bigger than the palm of your hand.

The difficulty of this is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Who could do that?

Faced with the uproar, Hu Meier remained calm. She coldly observed the many who had paled in shock, a chilling smile creeping onto her lips as she spoke softly:

"Gentlemen, we may depart now."

Chapter 27 As long as someone can find it.

Hu Meier's voice has never been particularly loud, but it possesses a unique charm that makes people want to listen attentively.

Seeing her lips move slightly, everyone immediately fell silent.

The noise subsided significantly, allowing Hu Meier's words to be clearly heard by everyone.

For a moment, they couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment.

Judging from the parrot's cacophony in the morning, everyone thought the test would be about their familiarity with Fire Rain Manor, such as hiding certain tokens in the manor and asking them to find them.

Or, let's see who's better at buying and selling.

Therefore, many people make a point of using every spare moment at noon to prepare. Just like a student cramming at the last minute, they wish they could use every last bit of incense stick they have.

I didn't eat, and I didn't get enough rest.

He relied solely on the excitement of possibly passing the selection process and becoming a favorite of the second young lady to sustain his spirits.

To everyone's surprise, when the time came, the test questions were completely unrelated to their preparations. Even the test location wasn't inside the resort at all.

Don't say that your prediction of the exam questions was a complete failure.

It doesn't even touch on the direction of highlighting key points!

For a moment, everyone felt like they had been completely fooled. If it weren't for Hu Meier announcing the test questions, they would probably have been drowned in spittle by now.

"Second Miss, this is not appropriate..."

Seeing that so many of the potential servants dared not speak due to the vast difference in status between them and Hu Meier, the steward carefully considered his words and cautiously offered his advice:

"Although we regularly organize teams to clear wild animals from the back mountain, it is still very dangerous there."

"Not to mention finding the Crimson Blood Fungus..."

The manager dared not speak plainly, lest it appear as if he were threatening his young mistress, but the meaning he was trying to convey was already quite clear.

It's simply that they wanted to say something that might lead to someone's death.

They were trying to persuade Hu Meier to withdraw the exam questions and reconsider by threatening the serious consequences that would lead to a bad outcome.

Hu Meier could understand the implication in his words.

But she simply smiled at this:

"What is it, Steward Xu? Are you worried that your good nephew might have gotten himself into trouble in the mountains? Ha, that's alright. He can just stay here in the manor as a servant. No one will force him to take that risk."

Her voice was soft, but it made the steward turn pale and break out in a cold sweat.

Hu Meier's meaning was also very clear. She was warning this manager Xu not to think that no one would know about the little tricks he was doing in private while recruiting people for the manor.

It's just that nobody's making a big deal out of it.

But if you truly don't know what's good for you and treat hiring people for the resort as your right that no one else is allowed to touch, then...

Hu Meier was going to have a serious talk with Steward Xu, and discuss how much personal gain he had made over the years by recruiting people for the manor.

A casual remark immediately sent a chill down the spine of Manager Xu, who broke out in a cold sweat.

Those who had connections with the manor, whether near or far, fell silent at the sight, realizing that although Hu Meier was beautiful and delicate, she was not someone to be trifled with.

With her chin slightly raised, Hu Meier turned her head to look at the group of candidates in front of her.

She smiled a dazzling smile, adopted the demeanor of the second young lady of the manor, and spoke calmly yet authoritatively:

"What I just said applies to all of you as well."

"If you find it dangerous, you can go into the back mountains and stay here as servants. As long as you do your job well, I guarantee no one will cause you any trouble. But if you want to work for me..."

Hu Meier suddenly pouted her pink lips and whistled softly. Before the sound could even echo around her, a series of chaotic footsteps approached rapidly.

Several strong hunting dogs rushed over as soon as they heard their master call.

Its tail wagged like a fan, and it excitedly circled around Hu Meier's skirt.

Leaning slightly forward, Hu Meier reached out and stroked the head of a large, yellow-haired dog. Her gaze towards the candidates held a hint of meanness, and her gentle voice carried a touch of cold mockery:

"If I don't even have the courage to take this risk, I might as well raise another dog."