Born into a farm family, I became rich by pressuring my parents.

Chapter 118 Autumn Harvest
Bai couldn't bear to look away.

Mrs. Zeng wiped away her tears, and the sadness and anger in her eyes slowly dissipated: "In order to treat my aunt, I sold myself."

"But it was still not enough, and I was worried that I wouldn't be able to live without my aunt, so I also signed a living contract."

"There is only one request, I want to sell you with my aunt."

She smiled, and finally there was some light on her face: "Yaren is a good person, and he values ​​my craftsmanship, so he agreed."

Several members of the Jiang family couldn't help but look up at Fang Yaren.

The fang-ya man rolled his eyes angrily, with a "big loss" look on his face, and said angrily: "It's not me."

Jiang Mingshun coughed awkwardly and said dryly: "The Fangya people are also good people if they can keep their mother and daughter, haha."

Fangya Man sighed and said helplessly: "I'm not a good person either."

"But I was soft-hearted for a moment, and I ended up making a loss-making deal."

After that, he waved his hand: "I spent a lot of money to bring her back from abroad."

"That's it, if you don't dislike her daughter, take her away together, and I'll give you two less coins."

Fangya Man’s annoyance and misfortune: “It’s my good deed that has finally been accomplished.”

Jiang Mingshun and Bai looked at each other with hesitant expressions.

What they wanted to buy for their daughter was a personal maid, ready to be taken out of the house, but Aunt Zeng's face, even if they didn't care about it, would scare others if they saw it.

Seeing this, Mrs. Zeng quickly said: "My daughter stayed with me in the kitchen while urinating. At the age of five or six, she could cook a table of meals by herself on a stool."

"Although I have been wandering around with you these past few years, I have never given up what I am doing."

"She is naturally more talented than a mother like me. She is not useless."

"Please sir and madam, please sell her as well."

Mrs. Zeng wanted to kowtow, but she was afraid that the master and his wife opposite would misunderstand that she was forcing them, so she could only grit her teeth and stand there, looking pleadingly at a few people.

Jiang Jinyu's ears twitched and she looked at Aunt Zeng again with her head lowered. Without Jiang Mingshun's obstruction, she could see her more clearly than before.

Because she never raised her head, Jiang Jinyu could only see the lower half of her face that was not blocked. To be honest, the little girl's face looked a bit scary, but there were more than a dozen marks on an area as big as a palm. The colors are dark and light, intertwined together, giving people goosebumps all over their bodies.

However, if he knew how to cook, Jiang Jinyu made a small calculation in his mind. It would be a good deal to buy two chefs for the price of one person!

Jiang Jinyu thought, if you only work in the kitchen, what does it matter what your face looks like?

No matter how ugly your face is, it can be desensitized if you see it too much. Just be careful not to let the guests see it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinyu couldn't help but smile. It seems that they have never had any guests come to their door since they moved, right?
After calculating the account, Jiang Jinyu felt that this was indeed a better deal than buying and selling. Jiang Jinyu leaned back on Jiang Mingshun's shoulder and whispered into his ear: "Dad, let's buy it."

Jiang Mingshun looked at Jiang Jinyu in surprise and asked doubtfully: "Fish Lady, aren't you afraid of her?"

Jiang Jinyu shook her head, wrinkled her nose and said coquettishly: "Didn't Mom say that I have high demands and always find ways to make things difficult for her?"

"Let Aunt Zeng follow me. I'll let her do whatever I think of in the future, so as not to provoke my mother to scold me." Bai was standing by and naturally heard the conversation between father and daughter. She looked at him with a smile but not a smile. Jiang Jinyu had only one message in his eyes: I think you really want to be scolded.

Jiang Jinyu shrank her neck and begged Bai for mercy.

In the end, I finally bought Mrs. Zeng and Aunt Zeng, mother and daughter. Apart from the fact that they were pitiful, the price was also an important reason.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Jiang Mingshun asked Fang Yaren to choose a man in his 40s.

He explained to Bai Shi: "The autumn harvest is coming soon. I can't go to Zhuangzi to live for a while. I have to find someone to do the household chores and take the fish girl to and from school."

"Buying someone else will free up Uncle Tang's hands."

It's a pity that he didn't buy a young man in his teens or 20s. Jiang Mingshun thought regretfully that at his age, Uncle Tang couldn't be as clever as a young man.

But in the peaceful and prosperous times, young people of this age were just when they were strong. How could they sell themselves into slaves as a last resort? They could survive by doing anything.

The fangya man happily sent a few people out, bending extremely low, for fear that they would regret it.

Jiang Mingshun climbed onto the mule cart and warned: "Fangya people, you must remember that if there is a smart and sensible child around ten years old, regardless of gender, please remember to ask someone to tell me."

Fangya nodded hurriedly: "Remember me, remember me, how can I forget you?"

He is not a big tooth shop here, he just buys people and waits for them to be delivered to familiar customers to choose from.

People like Mrs. Zeng who are skilled in craftsmanship are not uncommon in Guan Ya and some big dental shops, but in a dental shop of Fang Yaren's size, they are already a top business.

Now that he had made this deal, he not only sold the mother and daughter who were about to lose their hands, but also made another business deal. Why wasn't he excited?
Even for the next two deals, Fang Yaren chewed his teeth and thought, he would definitely win over Jiang Mingshun.

The carriage is not big. It is usually quite spacious when only the four members of the Jiang family are seated. Now that two more people are in it, it seems a bit crowded.

"Let me tell you first," Ms. Bai tried hard to control herself and prevent her eyes from drifting to Mrs. Zeng's face: "I didn't buy you here to do dirty or tiring work."

"Mr. Zeng, you only need to take care of the work in the kitchen on weekdays. When you get more familiar with it, I will take you out to the market."

"The job of buying groceries will also be left to you."

"Do your part and no one will be able to harm you, mother and daughter."

Bai Shi always remembers that the purpose of hiring someone to cook is to save herself the time of making mushroom bags, so naturally she doesn't want to spend more time on buying vegetables.

I don’t know if it’s because she worked too much in the old house, but Bai really doesn’t like to work in the kitchen.

Mrs. Zeng listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and said respectfully: "Madam, don't worry, I don't dare to say anything else. I'm just making food. I will definitely satisfy you."

As she said this, she hugged Queen Zeng and said, "I will also take good care of my aunt and prevent others from seeing her."

Counting the days, it was time for the autumn harvest. Sure enough, as Jiang Mingshun said, from the day when the autumn harvest officially started on Zhuangzi, he was so busy that he never touched the ground.

Naturally, he does not need to work in the fields himself. He can arrange manpower, dry the grain, and weigh it for storage. How can he, the master of Zhuangzi, not take care of it?
The seeds that need to be saved, the shells that need to be shelled, and the piles are all in one place.

Uncle Tang, whom Jiang Mingshun specially arranged to be Jiang Jinyu's driver, was not used for a few days.

(End of this chapter)