The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space
Chapter 540: To Make Money (4)_1

Chapter 540: Chapter 540: To Make Money (4)_1

The old residence of the Yang Family once again plunged into gloom and despair. Yang Anshi finally stopped cursing heaven and earth. She probably knew that this time, the matter had become a serious issue.

Meanwhile, Yang Baichuan felt a sense of relief. Thankfully during his fight with Yang Baifu, he hadn’t used a knife; otherwise, he might have lost his life by now. He now admitted that his brother was ruthless. However, after feeling relieved, he grew worried again, concerned whether his eldest son’s imperial examination would be affected. He began to feel remorse, thinking that if he had known what would come, he would have never gotten involved with that widow... But now, there was no medicine for regret.

However, Yang Baichuan was a man with plans. Without waiting for his injuries to fully heal, he got out of bed, left his home, and hired Old Uncle Kuan’s mule cart to hurry to the Feng family village. The pressing matter was that he had to coax Feng Family back first.

If he were in good health, he wouldn’t bother doing this; if she wanted a divorce, then so be it. But now he couldn’t afford that luxury. He knew the chances of his injuries healing were slim and he was incapable of marrying someone else. Therefore, he had to entice his wife back to take care of him.

Similarly, the Wang Family was also enveloped in gloom. Since Lin Yue’e received the news, she was dumbfounded, and even more so after seeing Wang Sheng. She knew her man had an affair with the widow, but she never imagined it would end with him nearly chopped to death on the kang...

Looking at the unconscious Wang Sheng, she wanted to scold him, but what good would it do if he couldn’t hear her...

In the end, she could only cry, lamenting why she had been so foolish to tarnish her reputation and snatch such a man. Similarly, there was no medicine for regret for her either.

But as much as she cried, Lin Yue’e didn’t have the courage to divorce. In the end, she gritted her teeth and took him back to care for him. However, the daughter-in-law she had been eyeing for her son was now out of the picture; the family outright rejected even a meeting, and the boy who had been sneaking around with her daughter, Wang Baozhu, was detained by Tian Jinhua. He was forbidden to seek Baozhu, and even Tian Jinhua ignored her, clearly wanting to sever ties with her.

As for this, although Lin Yue’e was angry inside, she was helpless because she now dared not step outside. Facing the whispers and pointing fingers outside, even someone with thick skin couldn’t bear it.

This incident became the talk of the town for a long time, adding some gossip for everyone during the idle farming season.

Yang Ruxin didn’t pay much attention to this affair. What excited her most was making money, and all other issues could wait.

First off, she took the contracts she had been drafting over the past few days, reviewed and scrutinized them repeatedly with Gu Qingheng, and handed them to Gu Yao to deliver to Prince Eight. If the terms were agreeable, they could set up a meeting to discuss the details. Of course, the partnership agreement with Yang Rulin was also finalized. It was best to settle accounts clearly between brothers to avoid future disputes.

Next was setting up a stall to sell pancake fruit rolls. Although she had done this in her past life, it was different now, so before actually selling, she had the family try them first. The most dissatisfying part was the chili sauce. Lacking proper chili peppers and using a substitute made from a kind of berry, the sauce just didn’t taste right, but it had to do for now.

Because the stove here required burning firewood, she couldn’t use charcoal for the time being—too expensive, which would raise the costs and cut into profits. Consequently, managing the heat was tricky at first, with the fire being too high or too low. However, after making a few, she got the hang of it. Yet, deep-frying the fruit rolls pained Xun Hui and the others, who watched the oil used with great distress — how could they possibly make a profit with so much oil being consumed?