Doted By The Regent King
Chapter 196: It’s Good to Have Silver

Chapter 196: Chapter 196: It’s Good to Have Silver

Strike the snake at its seven inches, they’re always talking about reputation, so Wufu used reputation as leverage.

Wozi Village is only this big; let the word spread, so that everyone outside knows there’s filth in this village, unclean people, and let them all wonder if everyone in the village is unclean.

Even if they don’t truly believe it, just the rumor isn’t pleasant to hear, is it?

The village elder’s granddaughter is also about to be engaged. Now, upon hearing Wufu’s words, her face soured.

Wufu, taking her time, said, "Our Wozi Village, as people used to say, sticks together, and under the governance of the village elder, maintained good moral standing. But now, looking at it..."

Her pointed remark made the village elder’s face darken as he glanced at Wufu.

This girl really did have a sharp tongue and wit, no wonder people said she was a tough nut to crack—it wasn’t an overstatement.

"Having a hot temper isn’t good for a young lady. You’re already fourteen, and next year, when ’reaching the age of marriage,’ you’ll be talking about marriage proposals. You should be mindful of your behavior. Who would want to marry a fierce and shrewish girl who hits people?" the village elder said with a scowl.

Wufu sighed and said, "I did want to live quietly, but some didn’t leave us any room to live. I had no choice, cornered with nowhere to go; what’s there to talk about reputation? Dragging one or two down to Yellow Spring Road along with me is no loss."

This threat...

The village elder’s pupils narrowed, and his smoking pipe almost fell from his mouth.

Wufu met his gaze unflinchingly, her face full of smiles.

Feeling that, the village elder’s back went numb, and goosebumps crawled up his skin.

"You..." he began, but suddenly felt something being pressed into his hand. Looking down, his old eyes widened.

In his palm lay a little silver shell; on impulse, he weighed it, at least three or four taels heavy.

The village elder instantly looked at Wufu, his expression somewhat shocked.

"Village elder, you’ve worked hard managing our village over the years," said Wufu with a smile. "I’ve been working at the Hundred Treasures Silver Building in town these days, had my fair share of pastries too. It’s a pity it’s so hot, otherwise I’d have brought some back for you to try. Now you’ll have to buy some to try yourself."

The flattering words made the village elder’s face turn red.

After a moment, he coughed and said, "You’ve been working at the Silver House?"

Wufu nodded, "The pay is decent, and it’s better than doing nothing."

The village elder, caressing the silver in his palm, said, "Your mother has it tough, take good care of her." With that, he left the house.

"Village elder, what about us, my mother and me?"

The village elder paused, then said, "We’re all from the same village, almost like brothers and sisters; why would I truly drive you to death? Rest easy."

Wufu’s smile blossomed; she was a clever one.

"Such kindness, village elder."

The village elder almost stumbled, the cheeky girl—was that on purpose?

What kindness. He had been effectively bribed into silence.

Wufu watched him leave, then turned around with a smile.

"Miss, how much silver did you give him?" Hongyu’s eyes were sharp. Wufu moved fast, but she had still caught sight of the silver shell.

"Three or four taels’ worth," Wufu smiled and said to Madam Zhou, "Mother, it’s fine now, rest easy."

Madam Zhou, hearing that Wufu had given away three or four taels of silver, looked distressed. That silver could have been spared.

"Money talks, mother, the village elder will keep an eye out for us." Wufu knew well that the silver didn’t have to be given, but having given it, they’d have peace."

Therefore, having silver is good—money might not be omnipotent, but at critical moments, it sure is a good guide!