The wicked sister-in-law is in charge; meals include fish and shrimp.

Chapter 279 The God of Wealth Has Arrived

When Wen Zijin returned to the academy, Su Xian, knowing he was coming back today, waited for him at the gate early.

"Zijin!" His eyes were full of pride; he had won again by betting on him.

Wen Zijin lifted her robe, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to him.

If it weren't for Master Su vouching for him, the academy wouldn't have accepted him.

Su Xian quickly helped him up, "Why are you kneeling before this old man?"

He looked at the spirited young man, whose tail would have been held high if he had one.

The teacher and student sat in the pavilion, listening to the clear sound of reading aloud. Wen Zijing suddenly didn't know how to start the conversation.

Su Xian stroked his beard and teased, "Zijin is usually very outspoken, why are you hesitating today?"

He looked in the direction Wen Zijin was looking, and it was Class C, where he had been before.

"Actually, I already know that Zijing has decided to go to the prefectural city."

There was not a trace of sadness in his voice, and there was a faint smile on his face.

Wen Zijin turned his head in surprise, and then said, "That brat Yan Che has already told me."

"Going to the prefectural city is a good idea! This Shanquan Town will only tie your wings."

You should fly higher and farther.

Su Xian stared intently at this student he was most proud of, knowing full well that he was no ordinary person.

Wen Zijin pursed her lips, and when her gaze fell on Su Xian's gray hair, she felt a faint bitterness in her throat.

Su Xian patted his shoulder, took a letter out of her sleeve, and handed it to him:

"I have a good friend in the prefectural city who can help you with your studies."

Wen Zijin accepted the letter with both hands. It was quite thick and heavy, and she didn't know what was written inside.

The teacher and student chatted for a long time before the conversation ended with Yan Che leaving school.

As Wen Zijin walked out of the academy, she looked back once more.

Yan Che noticed his mood and tugged at him, urging, "Let's go, my little sister and my parents are still waiting at Baiweizhai."

Wen Zijin turned around and followed Yan Che without ever looking back.

The two figures disappeared around the corner, and a slender figure appeared at the entrance of Aishu Academy.

Su Ranzhi stared at the corner for a long time, unable to come back to her senses. Su Xian came out of the door and asked softly, "How is it? Have you given up now?"

His face showed heartache, but he could only sigh helplessly in his heart.

Su Ranzhi snapped out of her daze and forced a smile. "Grandpa, can I shamelessly go to Baiweizhai with you the day after tomorrow?"

He was going to invite the academy teacher over the day after tomorrow, so she could go see him one last time.

Su Xian shook her head. "Ranran, you two aren't meant to be together."

After saying that, he turned and went into the courtyard. Su Ranzhi watched his figure, sniffed, and raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to fall from the corner of her eyes.

Two days later, the cosmetics workshop started construction. Because there were too many people who wanted to work there, Wen Luozhi and the village chiefs of the two villages discussed it and decided to do the same as Mid-Autumn Festival, only one person per household.

As for cooking, it will be done on a rotating basis every day, with four households cooking for one day, and each household only contributing one person's wages, which remain at fifty coins.

With someone in every household earning money, everyone was naturally happy with this distribution. On the first day of work, everyone was full of energy and enthusiasm, and they continued to work hard in the days that followed.

It had been a long time since she had been to town, so Wen Luozhi dragged Wen Zixun, who was finally free from training employees, out for a stroll and to look at the shops that sell cosmetics.

She chose what she considered to be the best location, right next to Chunxiang Garden.

Wen Zixun frowned deeply, trying to pull Wen Luozhi away from the street. "Sister, let's go quickly and see somewhere else."

This location is not good at all; he's worried about the danger lurking in this mixed environment.

Wen Luozhi ignored him and bought the shop directly after agreeing on a price with the shop owner.

Wen Zixun was furious and turned his head away, refusing to speak to Wen Luozhi.

Wen Luozhi ran up to him, tilted her head, and smiled, saying, "Sixth Brother, aren't you angry? That spot is great."

Wen Zixun glanced at her, who was all smiles and had long since stopped being angry, but still kept quiet and composed.

"Oh, Sixth Brother, just listen to her analysis," Wen Luozhi circled around him, and no matter which side she turned to, Wen Zixun would turn his head to the other side and not look at her.

Wen Luozhi didn't care about anything else and started rattling off her analysis point by point.

Finally, she probably mentioned being thirsty, and as she swallowed, a water bag appeared in front of her. "Sixth Brother knows, drink some water quickly."

Wen Zixun smiled as he held the water bag in both hands.

Seeing that he had finally paid attention to her, Wen Luozhi jumped up happily and took his arm. "Sixth Brother, do you think this position is good? Am I really smart?"

She gulped down two mouthfuls of water, then squinted her eyes contentedly like a cute little fox.

Wen Zixun patted her head, his voice full of affection, "If my little sister says it's good, then it's good."

"Sixth Brother is just worried that you might be in danger because there's a brothel nearby."

That kind of place is frequented by men, and his sister is so pretty and lovely, he's afraid something might happen to her.

Wen Luozhi nudged his shoulder and said with a smile, "Isn't Sixth Brother here? Tomorrow, Sixth Brother and I will go to the child market."

Wen Zixun roughly knew what she wanted to do. He hadn't exercised for quite some time and felt his body was getting lazy.

……

Wu San's eyes lit up when he saw Wen Luozhi. Every time she came, Ya Xing was as if a god of wealth had entered his home.

Other kids knew she was an acquaintance here and often tried to take her away, but this small boss was fixated on Wu San and couldn't be pried away no matter what.

"Mr. Wen is here! Oh, and who is this?"

Looking at Wen Zixun, whose eyebrows and eyes bore a resemblance to Wen Luozhi, Wu San had a plan in mind, but still asked a question.

“This is my sixth brother, Mr. Wu, just make sure he looks familiar,” Wen Luozhi said with a smile.

Wu Sanchao bowed to Wen Zixun and then asked, "I wonder what kind of things Mr. Wen would like to see today? I'll think of something for you."

He then ushered the two into the courtyard.

The weather is getting cooler and it sometimes drizzles. Compared to other children's yards, Wu San's yard already has a shed built to shelter from the rain and wind.

Wen Luozhi was satisfied; this was why she always sought out Wu San when she came to buy things.

Although they were all selling people, Wu San was far better off than the other kids. The "goods" could eat at his place and were protected from the wind and rain.

Upon hearing that she was selecting a group of people with some martial arts skills, Wu San's face lit up with joy, because there were quite a few trained fighters among the two groups that would be arriving tomorrow.

Business has already started coming in even before the goods have arrived.

"This guy, who's skilled in martial arts, won't arrive until tomorrow. Once he arrives, I'll immediately send someone to find Boss Wen."

Wu San's voice was filled with undisguised joy, because the God of Wealth had just said so much that it was never too much!

He was confident that he could sell them all, provided they were good enough.

Wen Luozhi nodded, and the matter was considered half settled. Wu San respectfully saw the brother and sister out, then turned back to the courtyard with a grin that stretched from ear to ear.

Looking at the people in the cage, he said happily, "Tomorrow, once I've earned some money, I'll repair that dilapidated house for you to live in. It's getting cold!"

He hummed a little tune as he entered the house, and the person in the cage looked at his retreating figure with a hint of gratitude in their eyes.