It's not scary to travel through a book, you can change your fate as a cannon fodder by yoursel

Any business will be much smoother if it has a background force to back it up. No matter what, the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongxin is an old aristocratic family. After running the business for generations, it must have many connections.

"Boyu, one share is too little, I'll give you two shares. You don't have to pay for the capital, the money I have is enough for now. The fur is used by the rich, you just need to help with the publicity. Although Debao is smart, there are some connections he can't make."

Lin Changqing nodded, but did not look at Weng Xiaoxiao. Last night's dream was too embarrassing, and he was afraid that Weng Xiaoxiao would see something.

If he can convince his parents and grandmother when he returns to Beijing this time, it will not be too late to confess his feelings to Xiaoxiao. Otherwise, it will be a false alarm. His heartache will be a small matter, but if he ruins Xiaoxiao's life, he will be deeply sinful.

This girl has no father or mother. It is extremely difficult for a person to live such a bright and beautiful life. If his love cannot bring her happiness, why should he let her know it!

He can only give some help within his ability now.

Chen Cheng earned what he deserved, and he was not jealous of Lin Changqing's direct dividend distribution. After the goods were shipped back, they had to be sold to make money, and it all depended on their own abilities.

A few people sat here and talked, and breakfast was placed in the pavilion.

Weng Xiaoxiao then realized that Lin Changqing was not in a good mood. "Didn't you sleep well last night? Are you not used to something?"

"Some people are used to their beds, but it takes some time to get used to them."

"The bedding at home is made of cotton and linen. I think it's very comfortable to use, but I'm afraid you may not be used to it. I'll ask someone to buy a set of silk ones later." Weng Xiaoxiao thought that her own bedding was not good and the young master was not used to it.

"No, I'm not that pampered." From the furnishings at home, the food, clothing and other expenses, Lin Changqing knew that Weng Xiaoxiao was a very pragmatic person who didn't care about material enjoyment, so naturally he had to make some changes as well.

Weng Xiaoxiao didn't argue. She could afford the expense and there was no need to force the guests to settle for it.

After dinner, the group rode to the farm on horseback.

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In early spring in the north, everything is still bare, but here it is green everywhere, which is very pleasing to the eye.

"The south of the Yangtze River is beautiful. I have known the scenery before. The flowers on the river are redder than fire at sunrise, and the river water is green as blue in spring. How can I not miss the south of the Yangtze River?"

"Haha, the ancients never lied to me."

"Is this Boyu's first time in Jiangnan?" Weng Xiaoxiao was a little surprised.

"This is definitely my first time in Yangzhou. I've been to Mount Tai before, when I went back to my hometown to worship my ancestors, and I've also been to Mount Wutai. In short, I've basically been traveling around the north for the past 20 years."

This is much better than ordinary people. People who can't even get enough food to eat have no time to think about anything else.

Chen Cheng has also come into contact with some noble people now, and knows that their lives and ideas are completely different. He can't get a word in, so he just watches and listens. However, it's no wonder that Weng Xiao can make a fortune. Not only can he read and write, but he can also chat with anyone, which is not easy.

"The beauties in Jiangnan are also famous, but I'm not into that. If Boyu is interested, we can go out for a walk in the evening." Weng Xiaoxiao joked.

Was this a genuine invitation to let him play, or was it a test?

Lin Changqing was a little unhappy. How could Weng Xiaoxiao push him to the fireworks? He didn't like it either! What's more, she knew her feelings, but she dared to go out and spend money, and spend money in front of Weng Xiaoxiao. Isn't this courting death?

"I don't like it either. I didn't like it before, and I won't like it in the future. Go!" He raised his hand and whipped the horse. The horse felt the pain and ran out immediately.

If you don’t like it, then don’t like it. Why are you upset?

"Wait, you don't know the way." Weng Xiaoxiao hurriedly chased after him.

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The farm was not big, only about a hundred acres of land, and Weng Xiaoxiao led them around it quickly.

After a season of rice harvest, cabbage, radish and other vegetables will be planted. The land cannot be left idle.

There was an old lady in the village who made delicious pickles. After eating them once, Weng Xiaoxiao decided to build a workshop to make pickles. The deal had been basically settled. She came here to inquire about the progress. Once the production was up, she could rent a shop in the city and hire people.

Liu Yuan was already waiting at the entrance of the village when he saw someone riding a horse into the village.

After tying up their horses, they all entered the courtyard where the village head originally lived. The main house was converted into a temporary residence by Weng Xiaoxiao, and the wing room was where Manager Liu handled the affairs of the village.

"This is the manager of my farm, Liu Yuan." Weng Xiaoxiao introduced him to Lin Changqing and the others.

"Manager Liu, this is Lin Changqing and this is Chen Cheng."

"Hello, two gentlemen." The boss occasionally brought people over, but there were rarely any idle people, and they were all related to the affairs of the manor.

"Manager Liu, Chen Cheng is the caravan leader I invited. Go call the few people who are going to go out with us so that everyone can get to know each other. We can make preparations tomorrow. If there are no problems the day after tomorrow, we can set off."

"Yes, I'll go get someone right away. Do you want to check the almanac for the day of departure? It's for good luck."

"Then let's see." After all, everyone hopes for a good omen.

Manager Liu ran out to call his eldest son, and asked him to call the other five people. On the way back, he began to think about the draft in his mind, as there were still a few things that needed the boss's approval.

"Dad, the boss is here? Do you want to prepare lunch?" Liu Yuan was stopped by his wife at the door.

"Go kill a chicken. No, two. There are many people coming this time. One for stewing and one for making soup."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuan's wife was not unhappy at all. Since the head of the family became the manager of the farm, their life has obviously improved. They have a monthly salary, and a bonus of ten taels of silver at the end of the year. They saved twenty taels in a year, which is not so much money in their life. If they save more this year, they can build a new house. There are too many people in the family and they can't live in a spacious house.

She was happy to eat for free with the boss, not to mention that the boss never took advantage of them. He always paid for the meal. Even if he didn't pay, he would bring something with him. You would never find such a boss even with a lantern.

"His father, Xiaohua's mother asked him to ask the boss if he wants to accept a girl?" He looked around and spoke in a low voice.

"What do you mean? I didn't hear the boss was hiring."

"She's not an ordinary girl. The boss is fifteen, right? Xiaohua is the most beautiful girl here. She fell in love with the boss, so she can be his mistress."

This was the first time Liu Yuan heard of someone eager to be someone's concubine, but it was not surprising. The boss was not only good-looking, but also rich and capable. Any girl would be attracted to him.

"I can only help to mention this matter. If the boss doesn't have this intention, I will never help to speak."

Liu Yuan's wife nodded quickly. She didn't dare to brag. Xiaohua was good, but the boss was too good and his vision was probably too high.

"Go back and get busy. Don't get involved in these trivial matters. I'm already so busy that I don't have time to care about these things. The boss can only rest for a few days during the Chinese New Year. He is even busier than me."

However, it would not be a bad thing if there was a concubine on the farm, as the owner could pay more attention to the place.