The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor Chapter 360 Solving the Hidden Danger Qingwu Girl (2)
Chapter 360 Solving the Hidden Danger Qingwu Girl (2)
Mo Yan smiled but didn't speak.
Such a huge achievement! How could a small village girl like her bear such a responsibility? Seeking Yan Junyu's help was also a testament to her trust in his character. By giving him such a big gift, she ensured that he would assist her family in times of need.
Thinking about it, this was just a fair transaction after all!
Yan Junyu showed disdain on the surface for Mo Yan's cunning and craftiness, but deep down, he admired her indifference to fame and wealth. "In consideration of our acquaintance, I'll reluctantly agree to this matter."
Mo Yan felt delighted inwardly. Even his slightly arrogant tone sounded pleasing to her ears. She smoothly flattered, "Young Master Yan's decisiveness is truly admirable."
Yan Junyu hummed softly, curled his lips, and opened his jade bone fan with a snap. Then, as if remembering something, he closed it again and leaned forward, looking at Mo Yan seriously. "Can this new type of grain really yield 1,000 catties per mu?"
This question was crucial. Mo Yan restrained her smile and replied seriously, "As long as the weather is good and the paddy fields are fertile enough, the yield per mu could possibly exceed 1,000 catties!"
1,000 catties was her conservative estimate; with proper care, it would likely yield even more.
Seeing her confident reply, Yan Junyu leaned back lazily, a seductive smile returning to his face. "That's good then! Since you've entrusted me with this great achievement, I won't inquire further about the origin of this grain. As for the Xue family, you need not worry. If anyone asks in the future, just mention my name."
Previously, he didn't want others to know about their dealings because he feared it might be detrimental to her if the matter of the potion leaked out. Now, even if people knew, their relationship was one of cooperation. As long as the potion remained a secret, there was nothing to worry about.
Mo Yan hesitated for a moment, agreed gracefully, and then shifted the topic to the orchard.
"...I was worried about the survival of the fruit seedlings before, so I didn't discuss certain things with you in detail. Now that all the seedlings have survived and are likely to bear fruit in two years, I cannot accept those fruit seedlings for free."
Yan Junyu was astonished. "How did you manage to grow such difficult fruit seedlings?"
Mo Yan replied calmly, "I planted them just like ordinary fruit seedlings, regularly watering and weeding. Perhaps the Feng Shui of Liuyang Village is good, but in any case, they survived."
Yan Junyu clicked his tongue but didn't delve deeper. He wasn't sure whether to believe her or not. "Those fruit seedlings aren't mine. After they bear fruit, aside from what you keep for yourself, sell the rest to me at market price."
Mo Yan frowned slightly. What was the difference between this and giving them to her? She didn't want to take advantage of him.
"I propose this instead: let's agree on a five-year period. Half of the fruits from the fruit trees will be yours and half mine. I'll sell my half to you at market price, except for what I keep for myself. After five years, if you still need them, I'll sell them all to you at market price."
Yan Junyu stared at her as if she were a fool but ultimately yielded to her determined gaze. "As you wish. But don't blame me for being blunt; these fruit seedlings might not necessarily bear fruit even if they survive. Don't set your expectations too high."
Mo Yan's expression drooped slightly, pretending to be worried, she nodded. However, inside, her joyous spirit was already dancing. In just two years, her orchard would surely be abundant with fruits.
With a weight lifted off her mind, Mo Yan bid farewell to Yan Junyu and returned to her shop feeling relaxed, eager to share the good news about Yan Junyu agreeing to warn the Xue family with Li Zhong, hoping he would no longer blame himself.
Li Zhong was overjoyed upon hearing this and as long as they confirmed the crime of arson against the Zhang family, he could conduct business peacefully.
Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the Xue family's eldest son, there was chaos. The eldest son of the Xue family ordered his men to press shopkeeper Gou, who managed the estate, onto a stool and personally administered a severe beating of twenty lashes, nearly costing Gou's life.
If it weren't for shopkeeper Gou's daughter, Guo Niangniang, kneeling on the ground with a large belly and begging desperately, the eldest son of the Xue family might have beaten shopkeeper Gou to death. The instigator behind the arson at the Zhang family turned out to be shopkeeper Gou.
If the arson had succeeded, it would have been fine, but it was exposed and sent to the yamen, not only ruining Steward Song's plan, but also possibly bringing great trouble to the Xue family, which was surrounded by powerful enemies. The eldest son of the Xue family was furious!
The eldest son of the Xue family dragged shopkeeper Gou away with a dark face, sent away the weeping Guo Niangniang, and summoned Steward Song to the study, anxiously asking how to resolve this crisis and prevent his father from blaming him.
Steward Song pondered for a moment, then said cautiously, "This matter has not reached your father's ears yet. Young Master, you can first send someone to stabilize the Zhang family in prison, ensuring they don't speak out. Meanwhile, I'll demonstrate sincerity by meeting with the owner of Mo Family Fragrant Rice, explaining the situation clearly. I believe there will be a way out."
The eldest son of the Xue family fell silent for a moment. He had no choice but to admit that this was the only way. He looked at shopkeeper Song gratefully and said, "Luckily, you're here to advise me. If this matter is successfully handled, I'll remember your great contribution."
Steward Song modestly replied a few words, then subtly flattered the eldest son of the Xue family, making him smile broadly. After Song left the study, he began arranging the next steps.
Turning a corner, he coincidentally bumped into a slender and lovely young girl. Instinctively reaching out to help her, Steward Song recognized her surprise face. "So, it's Qingwu Girl."
Qingwu Girl, Mo Erni'er, lifted her head and saw Steward Song. Feigning panic, she took a step back and hastily greeted him, bowing respectfully. "Master Song, it's Mo... Mo Erni'er who has bumped into you. I hope Master Song will forgive Mo Erni'er."
After speaking, her eyes, brimming with moisture, looked at Steward Song, making it difficult for anyone to blame her for her pitiful appearance.
Steward Song hadn't blamed her from the start. Seeing her like this now, he felt great pity, unable to resist patting her head affectionately and showing a loving smile. "Qingwu, don't be afraid. Uncle Song doesn't blame you."
The words "Uncle Song" caused Mo Erni'er's tears, already on the verge of falling, to slip down like beads off a broken thread. She threw herself into Steward Song's arms, crying bitterly, mumbling something indistinctly.
Steward Song, somewhat at a loss, could clearly hear her words. His body trembled, his expression trance-like as he held the girl in his arms tightly. The reddened corners of his eyes and trembling hands betrayed the sorrow in his heart.
Mo Erni'er, burying her head in his embrace, sobbed softly. However, a smug smile of success adorned the corner of her mouth...
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