Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 278 - 181 Resolving Disaster_1

Chapter 278: Chapter 181 Resolving Disaster_1

Qian Sangui, having heard Liang Jinzhao’s words and then witnessing Steward Cui, who he had regarded so highly, actually getting hit in public, was terrified. He feared that Young Master Liang would next take his anger out on his granddaughter.

He quickly bowed and offered an apology, "Young Master Liang, please calm your anger, please calm your anger. It’s my fault for not teaching my granddaughter properly, allowing her to speak out of turn. She’s still young; if you must punish someone, punish me instead, and not her."

As he spoke, he dropped his crutch and knelt down. Since he only had one leg, he couldn’t maintain his balance and fell down hard with a "bang," his knee making a small pit in the muddy ground.

Yixiu’s heart tightened at the sight, thinking how painful that must be. She hurried over to embrace Qian Sangui and said, "Grandfather!" Her voice choked up, and she kept glancing at Qian Jinzhao, accusingly wielding her eyes like daggers. Although she intuitively felt that Uncle Liang might be helping their family, seeing her grandfather so frightened made her unhappy.

Qian Yijin also ran over to embrace Qian Sangui and asked, "Grandpa, let me take a look, did you hurt yourself badly?"

Upon seeing this, Liang Jinzhao’s face turned red. He had intended this act for Fourth Master Song to see, but he hadn’t anticipated becoming so absorbed in his role that he frightened the Qian family.

He hurriedly said, "Uncle, please get up. I have no intention of blaming the little girl, nor will I hit her. She is the sister of my junior brother, and my master is extremely fond of her. If I were to hit her, both my master and junior brother would not let me off the hook."

Liang Gao and Su Siwu helped Qian Sangui up and handed him his crutch.

The commotion having dampened everyone’s spirits, they no longer felt like watching the lotuses and returned to the front courtyard. After everyone settled down, Liang Jinzhao reassured them once again that he wouldn’t hold the accusation against Yixiu to heart, nor would he punish her, which finally put Qian Sangui at ease.

Steward Cui additionally stated that the Wuxi Store would no longer need the lotus roots next year. After all, he had seen that there weren’t many lotus leaves in the lake, indicating that there likely wouldn’t be much root to harvest. Even if he tried to cultivate some of the roots himself, it wouldn’t amount to much. Besides, he was not familiar with the characteristics of these foreign varieties of lotus roots and didn’t know how they would turn out after cultivation. It would be better to leave the cultivation to the Qian family and just handle the sales on their part.

Yixiu, noticing Fourth Master Song’s slightly darkened expression, suggested, "How about this, next year our family will only be responsible for cultivating the lotus roots, and we’ll hand over all the harvest for both of your families to sell?"

The profits would be substantial, but there was no other option. Money is good, but one must live to earn it. If the sons of the prefectural magistrate and the head of the educational department, as mentioned by Fourth Master Song, were all eyeing the gold lotus roots, then once the harvest was in, even more people would covet them. Being commoners, they couldn’t afford to provoke anyone, so they might as well shift the burden and let the Song and Liang families deal with it all.

Fourth Master Song, delighted, said, "But wouldn’t you be at too great a loss by doing that? It would be better if some were left for the Jinxiu Embroidery Workshop to sell."

Yixiu smiled and said, "We trust that the Liang and Song families will not let down us common folks. As long as you give us a fair price, we won’t be at a loss."

Once Qian Sangui had calmed down, he saw the sense in the arrangement and said, "Fourth Master Song is being modest. Yixiu is absolutely right."

Liang Jinzhao, seeing that this veered somewhat from his original intention, thought that maybe this way the Qian family could minimize their losses. After all, it was essential for the Qian family to succeed in cultivating the lotus roots. Steward Wong was the local authority in this area, and the Song family was a great aristocratic family from the provincial capital. It would be more beneficial for the Qian family’s future development to secure a good relationship with the Song family, even if it meant giving up some profits, so he nodded in agreement.

Then, after further discussion among the families, the Song and Liang families divided up the sales points. Fourth Master Song said to Steward Wong, "Be more vigilant from now on and help keep an eye out for Old Qian. If these lotus roots get damaged again, and the yield decreases, I will hold you accountable."

Steward Wong quickly bowed deeply and said, "Yes, yes, I will follow your orders and not let anyone harm the lotus root cultivation again." He then turned to his sons and said, "Make sure to come here daily to check on things."

At noon, the group enjoyed a meal with distinctive village flavors at the Qian family’s home, and Qian Sangui even invited Wang Lizheng to join them. However, they ate with Steward Wong and a few other servants. Qian Yijin dined with Fourth Master Song and Liang Jinzhao, while Yixiu joined Lan Jiejie and Qing Jiejie for the meal.

Afterward, Fourth Master Song went to inspect the crops on the Song family’s estate, while Liang Jinzhao and the two sisters stayed to play at the Qian residence.

While Liang Jinzhao took the children to West Lake for fun, Qian Sangui kept apologizing to Shopkeeper Cui.

Shopkeeper Cui waved his hand, smiling, "Us servants occasionally need to let our masters vent their anger on us; it’s part of our role. My young master is kind and has always treated me well; it was the first time he acted that way towards me. He behaved as he did today to lend a hand to your family. He was concerned that others would divide and claim your profits, leaving you with nothing after all your hard work."