There was no shortage of food on the way to escape, and the lucky lady was busy farming.

Yang Pinrou cleared her throat, her throat still aching from the burning pain from the pepper. She looked at Song Rutang, the provocation in her eyes reappeared.

Song Rutang looked back at her and smiled suddenly:
"I have never regarded you as a rival. After all, you can't beat me."

She didn't know where her hostility towards her came from. She didn't see Yang Pinrou having any bad intentions towards Yang Songlan, but she was very hostile towards her and would always come to trouble her.

This child was so smart and knew how to avoid her at first, so why did she come back to cause trouble for her now?
She has never done anything better than herself, so why is she still unrepentant?
Yang Pinrou, who looked at Song Rutang like a fool, snorted softly, acquiesced to the fact, turned around, and left directly.

"baffling."

Song Rutang snorted lightly and turned back to the bedroom without thinking too much.

When I first came back, I took a quick look and saw that the pot of chili peppers on the window sill seemed to have been touched.

I walked over and counted it, and sure enough, there was a pepper missing.

Recalling Yang Pinrou's slightly swollen lips, Song Rutang thought for a moment and understood what was going on.

No wonder she was so angry with herself today. It turned out that she secretly ate her own chili peppers and got burned instead.

With a chuckle, Song Rutang thought about it and covered the pepper with a layer of cloth to block it.

Just looking at it, I always feel that the pepper looks more conspicuous when it is covered with a cloth.

I had no choice but to take off the cloth again and move the pepper to a less conspicuous position, treating it as an ordinary potted plant ornament.

The time has not come yet, Song Rutang has no intention of delivering the peppers to others now, not to mention that because of the move in the past few days, everyone in the house is in panic, so it is not appropriate to talk about it at this time.

Song Rutang added a few more drops of nutrient solution to the pepper to keep it growing and not freeze to death at this time.

After tidying up the house again and taking care of everything, I went out.

Outside, Mrs. Yang was taking inventory of the warehouse. When she saw her coming out, she narrowed her eyes and sighed:

"Tang Bao, come here and help me keep an account for my grandmother. My grandmother is old and dim and can't see the account book clearly."

Song Rutang knew that it was about moving, and Mrs. Yang wanted to test her, so she went over to take the account book and listened to Mrs. Yang counting them one by one and writing down the accounts on the paper.

Fortunately, the original owner was more or less literate, so she had this memory in her mind, so the secret was not revealed. However, as Mrs. Yang spoke faster and faster, Song Rutang gradually became unable to do what she wanted.

Afraid of making a mistake and having to start over again, I took advantage of the moment when Mrs. Yang let go and immediately bought an accelerator from the mall.

It was much easier to remember now, and I even felt that Mrs. Yang's speaking speed was really slow.

While remembering, she still had enough energy to analyze the clues spoken by Mrs. Yang.

"The total is 50 taels of silver. Tang Bao, how much is the total in the account?"

Song Rutang glanced briefly and let the system act as a calculator.

Song Rutang reported the total number as the system complained:

"45 million taels."

Mrs. Yang sighed.

"The shortfall of 5 taels of silver would not have ended up like that if we could have made up for it. But my opponent came to take over the house when the snow stopped. In this weather, how easy is it to make 5 taels of silver?"

Song Rutang had a thought in his mind.

Things were finally on track, and seeing the opportunity to inherit a large inheritance, she didn't want to be knocked back to her original shape.

An idea slowly took shape in her mind. Song Rutang took a step forward and said with a smile, "Grandma, why don't you give it to Tang'er to give it a try."

Mrs. Yang's eyes lit up, she lost her previous frustration, and she said with a smile:

"Do you have a way?"

"Not sure yet, Tang'er wants to give it a try."

Song Rutang did not dare to tell the whole story, but gave a rough possibility, which also saved Mrs. Yang from having too high expectations of her.

The stone in Mrs. Yang's heart was finally loosened.

Qinbao had no choice but to ask the government to negotiate to see if Zhu could cancel the written deed to find someone to sell the house. However, he hasn't come back yet and doesn't know what the situation is.

After thinking about it, there is no harm in asking Tang Bao to try. I am really old and can't fight anymore. If the juniors want to get ahead, they should always give them some support.

So he smiled and said:
"Okay, then let me ask you to give it a try. If you fail, that is also the fate of our Yang family. Don't blame yourself. If it succeeds, after a hundred years, half of the family property will belong to you."

"Tang'er can't afford it."

Song Rutang politely declined and said nothing more. She felt that this was a good opportunity, so she went in and took out her pot of chili.

The red peppers look very vivid in the snow.

Old Mrs. Yang stared at this thing with great novelty in her eyes and said with a smile:
"Where did this thing come from? It's a Kit Kat."

"I picked it up on the way out of the desert. I thought it was some kind of food. I didn't expect it to bear fruit in the past few days. Tang'er tasted it and found it very novel."

Song Rutang picked a chili pepper, broke it in the middle, and let Mrs. Yang take a look from a distance:
"Tang'er tasted it earlier. It tasted extremely spicy, but after eating it, she felt very hot."

Mrs. Yang keenly grasped the key points:

"hot?"

"Yes, my body is very hot, but I am not so afraid of the cold. Tang'er thought, it coincides with the heavy snow period,"

Song Rutang didn't dare to ask Old Mrs. Yang to eat. He only asked her to come closer and smell it, which made Old Mrs. Yang amused:
"This smell is very novel. Your third uncle has traveled a long way and has seen a lot of things. Ask him. If this thing is harmless, it would be a good idea to sell it."

Song Rutang nodded.

She has had this idea for a long time. Chili peppers were not yet popular at this time and were very scarce. If she could make some spicy food and sell them first, and then take the opportunity to sell chili seeds to various places...

I can't imagine how big the profits here can be.

Accompanied by Mrs. Yang, Song Rutang went to Yang Mingli's side with chili peppers.

Yang Mingli was obviously in much better spirits, and no one told him that Zhu had sold all the houses and shops. At this moment, he was reading a travel journal on the bed with great interest.

Song Rutang walked in and yelled:
"Third uncle. Are you feeling better?"

"Much better, Mom, Tangbao, why are you here?"

Yang Mingli received the book and saw the two people coming. He was a little surprised at first, then saw the chili pepper in Song Rutang's hand and shouted softly:
"Pan pepper? Tangbao, where did you get this?"

"I picked it up on the road, thinking it was a seedling. I took it back and planted it, but I didn't expect it to sprout and bear fruit. Third uncle, do you recognize this thing?"

Song Rutang really didn't expect that Yang Mingli could recognize this thing, and was a little scared for a moment. (End of chapter)