The Wenhao system helped me become a killer

The various calculations of the old lady and the fifth grandmother did not have much impact on Shen Wenjiao and her daughter. They were now equivalent to invisible people in the Shen family.

Grandma Shen watched the changes in the inner house and kept Shen Wenjiao in the yard. Even Feng Ma, who always liked to listen to gossip in the kitchen, came back early to make some cakes to feed Shen Wenjiao or clean up the whole yard. In short, don't go out and show off when you have nothing to do.

When everything was calm and Shen Wenjiao could go out to visit the third room, it was the spring of the year again.

This New Year, the old man was in a very depressed mood because he was always in a bad mood.

Shen Wenjiao still didn't get a red envelope with a single copper coin in it. If Grandma Shen wasn't afraid that she didn't know money, she probably wouldn't have let her see what copper coins and dollars looked like in that era.

Only then did Shen Wenjiao slowly realize how much money her father, the so-called most promising son of the Shen family, could make and why he looked down on the family's meager wealth.

You have to know that only from the occasional words that Grandma Shen occasionally heard, Shen Wenjiao truly realized the purchasing power of the dollar at that time. Her father, Mr. Shen, bought a 40-room mansion in Beijing last year, which was fully equipped with "telephone, electric light, greenhouse, carriage and horse", and it only cost more than 5,500 dollars. This was equivalent to her father, Mr. Shen's annual salary, not to mention that her father seemed to have a lot of extra income.

In the Republic of China, the royalties of various intellectuals were quite high, and many famous writers had a monthly income of two to three hundred yuan. It can be seen how important people with knowledge were at that time.

(For example, in 1918, when Mao Dun, a fledgling writer, published a best-selling book, his royalties started at yuan. The monthly salary of a full professor at a university was even higher, at to yuan.)

When Shen Wenjiao heard her mother talking just now, she quietly counted on her fingers. Oh, isn't this equivalent to a modern person being able to buy a large courtyard house within the Third Ring Road of Beijing after working for a year? Shen Wenjiao didn't know for a moment whether to sigh at the housing prices of this era, or sigh at the ability of intellectuals to make money in this era!

Shen Wenjiao smacked her lips, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart. No wonder she could see all kinds of literati and celebrities in the future, and often use light, delicate and elegant writing to describe the food, clothing, housing and transportation of the Republic of China. If she could have such a high monthly income, she would also have such leisure and leisure!

Thinking of this, Shen Wenjiao couldn't help but look at the manuscripts saved in the system space. She was not just busy eating during this year of being trapped in the backyard. Hehe, after more than a year of accumulation, her first novel that can pass the system evaluation has been written! Shen Wenjiao was very happy and planned very well, with her eyes full of little stars of coins~ In short, she, Shen Wenjiao, has the ability to gain a foothold in this era!

Shen Wenjiao knew clearly that the economic base determined the superstructure. Only with the ability to make a living and earn money would she not be coerced into doing things by others and would have the confidence to do anything.

Shen Wenjiao's fear and anxiety were somewhat relieved. Last year's renovation of the Shen family's inner quarters had indeed shocked her as a modern person.

In this era, sometimes people are really different. Those slaves who were bought and sold at will and treated as objects or even worse than objects made Shen Wenjiao realize that this is the Republic of China, a semi-feudal country, and there is no such thing as equality for all. Even though her mother, Grandma Shen, was soft-hearted and not harsh, and usually showed mercy, she could only sigh and lament for the sold maids.

Human trafficking is an extremely common and everyday thing. It was at this time that Shen Wenjiao fully understood why those people who lived in poverty and had to eat coarse food in the novels she had read before had the confidence to look down on those slaves who had enough food and clothing and lived a good life.

Don't talk about the empty principles of self-respect and self-love. In the final analysis, slaves are not free even if they are in a good position. They may be overthrown by their masters at any time. Of course, it doesn't mean that being a slave is all bad. At least in this chaotic world, they can live a more stable life than ordinary people by relying on the power of their masters.

The gains and losses depend on personal thinking.

Shen Wenjiao walked towards the third room step by step. The more she thought about it, the more she was confused. She couldn't be trapped in the inner house and in this child's body. She had changed a lot since she first came. At least, now no one outsiders would think that she didn't meet the definition of a lady from a noble family!

As for her concentration, Shen Wenjiao has really been slowly trained to develop it by her mother over the past two years!

"Jiao Jie'er, I'm not very successful, and I may not be able to protect you forever. But at least we have this fate as mother and daughter. Today, I will tell you a way to survive. No matter what you think in your heart, you should just follow the crowd and follow the group. That way you will be safe. We can't control too much, and we can only live our lives by watching from the sidelines."

This was the first time that Shen Wenjiao knew that the missing maid of the Shen family was sent to a brothel, and that the Shen family itself even had such a business. When she was frightened and panicked and fell ill with a fever, it was Grandma Shen who told her slowly.

Yes, those maids who were sold to the lowest class were not pitiful, they were pitiful~ but at least they could still struggle to survive. Compared to them, could it be that other people were better off? There were many peasant girls who had never had enough to eat in their entire lives.

That's not right! Shen Wenjiao was thinking about this and that, but suddenly she stopped. Shen Wenjiao has learned to pretend now. At least when she goes out, she knows to wear shoes with raised back feet and exposed toes. This is her outfit to hide her identity when she goes out. At least she doesn't look eccentric and looks like she has bound feet. This prevents others from looking at her and making her mother wonder.

"Is my mother too well-informed? How did she know that my father bought a house in Peking? I live in the same yard with her every day and I didn't know anything about it! The last time her father came back, it was Aunt Seven who reminded us."

Shen Wenjiao was a little embarrassed to find that her idea was indeed not smart enough. It showed that her mother's ability to find out all kinds of information as a spy was really great.

When talking about the Seventh Aunt who had long been a thing of the past, Shen Wenjiao's mood also became depressed. The targeted Seventh Aunt did not have a good end. She died in less than a year! Even the straw mat that she wrapped herself in was kindly provided by Grandma Shen. Shen Wenjiao only knew this when she heard Feng Ma sigh. In fact, it was useless for Grandpa Shen to cover up the news. Even Shen Wenjiao knew that there was something fishy. It's just that everyone did not mention it or ask questions and did what the superiors wanted.

And the Shen family already has a new seventh concubine!