A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 28: The Negotiation

Translator: LiamHW

“Ah, by the way, is it the truth that these are delivered by Childe Lin?”

Qin Aye frowned as if he was still worried but asked.

Song Qinghan promised, saying, “It was definitely delivered by Childe Lin, and we also head to another family. if you don’t believe us, you can ask the other family about that!”

As Song Qinghan promised like that, Qin Aye finally gave a credence on them, and then he took all the fabrics into the house, speaking to Wu Dahu, “Three days later as usual, and then you can take with the change for me. If you aren’t able to make it real, I will just wait for another days. Alright?”

Wu Dahu smiled with such a bitterness and shook his head, putting away the coins in his pocket.

In fact, Wu Dahu actually knew this old man’s personality, however, he being a man wasn’t that suitable to persuade a femina male. He thought that taking Song Qinghan here would actually bring the matter to another end. But it seemed that everything still remained its natural consequence. Next time he had to bring some other present showing his gratitude.

After they delivered the fabrics to Qin Aye, they turned around and was about to leave.

Not long after they left the old man’s mansion, they were stopped by someone behind.

“Hey, you Dahu, it seems that you have earned bunch of money, there are so many fabrics on your hands!”

Wu Dahu turned around and found it was the head villager’s husband. He then got his face sullen, answering, “These fabrics are all from Childe Lin, he asked me to deliver to other families.”

The words uttered by Wu Dahu blew the man away, he urged to ask, “Oh wow, so how many pieces will I get? How about this, I am quite free at the moment. I will come with you and deliver the fabrics together.”

Wu Dahu frowned slightly and said in calm, “We don’t leave one for the head villager.”

It could be clearly seen that the expression on the head villager’s husband suddenly froze and he fell into a disfavor, hugging his own arms saying, “Who the heck is Childe Lin? If you’re going to deliver some presents to the villagers, how is that possible without us. Well, talk is cheap. Let me see how many fabrics you actually get.”

Seeing the guy making trouble out of nothing, Wu Dahu frowned, saying in disfavor, “The fabrics are from Childe Lin. And now they are in my hands, I deliver to someone who I would love to send to. If you have any questions, go ask Childe Lin. ”

The head villager’s husband suddenly became sullen hearing that, saying, “Ah! Why would Childe Lin send you fabrics but not us? Or did he ask you to have the fabrics kept in your house temporarily for me since no one was in my mansion?”

As soon as he finished his chirping, he finally noticed a femina male standing aside, and then continued to chirp, saying, “Oh I see, but forgive me for being a bigmouth today, Dahu. You can’t treat your husband that way, can you? Childe Lin sent the fabrics to your little pumpkin, and you just deliver them out. Didn’t you hurt him anyway?”

Song Qinghan was speechless standing there but he finally found out why Wu Dahu showed himself frowned when he argued with this guy. This guy was such one who got a dumb mouth, he didn’t know how to communicate properly.

The man then rolled his eyes, saying with a hypocritical smile, “How about this. Do you mind me knowing how many fabrics you left? You can deliver all of them to me, and I will help handle that.”

Wu Dahu knew exactly what intentions the man nursed, he then got himself a sullen face, saying, “Well, I literally don’t need your help and I can handle it properly. If you don’t have any other matter to get us informed, we will leave now.”

The two went far away, leaving the man standing here with embarrassment, he kicked the crushed stones aside, murmuring alone, “What a jerk! How can he deliver such a good-quality fabric to a widow but not the family of the head villager? Or did he undergo some secret businesses?”

When they got back home, Wu Dahu took the fabrics all at once and planned to deliver to whom they had planned to send earlier.

Fortunately, these people knew that although the fabric was provided by Lin Dafu, they still showed a great gratitude to the two who made the delivery.

Beyond their expectations, the head villager’s husband secretly followed them up far behind them, witnessing they delivered the fabrics to almost every family except his. Suddenly, anger deep in his mind came out of nowhere, and he rushed back to his mansion and told the head villager the matter while he also added highly colored details to the affair.

Outside the door, Xiang Tiange stood there eavesdropping, and he heard the most details uttered from the man.

He came here today because he wanted the head villager of Dahu’s village to help, he wanted him to force Wu Dahu marry his son, Xiang Lvping. He didn’t expect that he would meet such a coincidence today, which would certainly get himself easier to convince the people inside.

The head villager, whose name was Wu Pinglang, saw his husband was making trouble out of nothing, he got himself a bad headache, but still answered him helplessly, saying, “It’s all about his own domestic affairs, he can do whatever he likes, why did you get yourself involved? If you want any fabric, go buy it in the fabric shop. We are not that poor. Don’t harass them like that!”

Noticing his husband had already seen through his tricks, Mei Xilin, the head villager’s husband, retorted in grievance and said, “Am I harassing them? It’s all Wu Dahu’s fault! How can you… how can you blame me for that, but not him?”

While he was uttering, his voice started to be choked up and he used his handkerchief to wipe his tears off, complaining, “Since I married you these years, I’ve tasted all bitterness following you. But YOU, every time there is a matter, you will only blame me for that instead of others, and never stay by my side. How can you be so cruel to me? Now I see it clearly, you lose your interest on me, don’t you?”

Seeing that Mei Xilin was crying in such a sorrow, Wu Pinglang got himself softened and consoled him, saying, “Don’t be that, don’t you know my personality? I only got you in my whole life, and I never ever will marry a concubine. As for the matter today, I will think about it twice, you go back to the room and have a rest.”

Mei Xilin turned to be such a well-behaved man when he faced his husband, and he obediently went back to the inner room complying his advise.

Xiang Tiange, the one was who behind the door having himself bugged, showed up from the door and walked straightly into their mansion, he smiled making bow with his hands folded in front, saying, “Head Villager Wu, it’s been a long time, is everything fine here?”

Wu Pinglang was suddenly interrupted by his voice but then forced himself a smile, saying, “Ah, Head Villager Xiang, I heard you opened a new shop in the town, and you’ve got a greater business! Congratulations!”

Xiang Tiange waved his hand and said humbly, “Thanks! But I will pale into insignificance when set against your official management, see, you manage the village so well. It is a brand new look!”

Wu Pinglang was quite confident on the village governance, and was rather proud of that. Although he knew that Xiang Tiange was flattering him, he was still happy with that.

After some causal greeting about this and that, Xiang Tiange suddenly sighed and said slowly, “Do you know Wu Dahu? It is quite a pity for him.”

Wu Pinglang was stunned and asked strangely, “How come? I heard that Dahu got himself quite good recently, he not only refurbished his own house, but also started some businesses. I think a luck ahead waiting for him. How is it a pity?”

Xiang Tiange suddenly turned his head left and right, leaned over to Wu Pinglang’s side and whispered, “Do you really think that Dahu will only get such an achievement?”

Hearing that, something happened before seemed to occur to Wu Pinglang, he shook his head, saying, “Of course not, he had been picked by that noble, how can he just be a mediocrity? It is just a pity that…”

“It’s just a pity that he was bewitched by the witch beside him. He will surely ruin his own future on his own hands completely!” said Xiang Tiange, he aimed to demonize Song Qinghan with such an anger expression on his rather ugly face.

Wu Pinglang became silent hearing the complaints uttered by Xiang Tiange. He wasn’t a man of gossiping other family’s domestic affairs. If it was his husband saying something like this, you would definitely stop him. But today was different, it was someone who shared the same status, he couldn’t retort but listen.

Xiang Tiange sighed again and continued, saying, “I had gone to visit them last time, right, by my own. Guess what, Dahu didn’t even know the etiquette influenced by that witch, and kept the door shut no matter how I knocked, and spoke some bad words to me! If I wasn’t going through by my own, I would never expect that Dahu would be acting like that!”

Wu Pinglang asked in a surprise, “Really? Why did he say something bad to you?”

Well, it would be embarrassed for Xiang Tiange to answer this question because it was actually his fault. In a result, Xiang Tiange coughed a bit but changed the topic, saying, “Well, it was all because his current husband, who had been long called a ‘EASY VIRTUE’. If Dahu got another husband instead of that one, he would have been better! Besides, I heard that the imperial court was preparing a military skill competition, Dahu can easily gain the reputation since he got that capacity”

Wu Pinglang pondered for a moment and nodded, saying, “That’s true. Even if he can’t get the NO.1 Scholar, he can at least win a prize. But it is quite a pity that he should pay 500 silver coins for the application fee. It seems to be quite hard for Dahu to take such an amount of money!”

Xiang Tiange patted himself on the thigh and said, “I can afford that!”

Wu Pinglang looked at him in shock and asked, “Are you willing to borrow 500 silver coins for Dahu? Wow, you’re such a man of kindness!”

Xiang Tiange didn’t mean to “borrow”, but since Wu Pinglang said something like this, he had to interrupt, saying, “No, you get me wrong. Although I got my wealth abundant, delivering someone who is outsider a total 500 silver coins is rather impossible ”

True dat, Wu Pinglang also wouldn’t just deliver to someone who was not his family members that large amount of money.

Seeing that Wu Pinglang’s train of thought had been completely taken away by him, Xiang Tiange crooked his lips and continued to say, “What’s more, these 500 silver coins are all prepared for the dowry of my son. If I borrow them to Dahu, that will kill my son’s marriage. Won’t it?”

Wu Pinglang was stunned hearing that and nodded.

The “Prestige” of Xiang Lvping, or the “Notoriety” of this man, was well-known within villages. If Xiang Tiange didn’t prepare an enough quantity of dowry matching for his son’s marriage, Xiang Lvping probably would never be able to find a husband.

An expression of disfavor showed up on Xiang Tiange’s face seeing that Wu Pinglang nodding without hesitation showing his agreement for what he said. It seemed that Wu Pinglang wasn’t agreeing with his idea but mocking at the matter of his son being difficult on marriage.

But he didn’t care much about that because there was another big deal he would negotiate with Wu Pinglang, he then continued to say, “If Dahu would love to marry my son, both parties are well-satisfied. It’s pity that…”