After the vicious adoptive mother gave up, the scumbag children regretted it

Shen Huai'en was skeptical about this. After spending some time with Shen Nanzhi, he knew how strong-willed she was. She would not yield to anyone and would not tolerate being bullied.

Master Ning Wu was so strong and overbearing that Nan Zhi felt disgusted and would no longer cooperate with him.

Or maybe he wasn't strong enough. He was just a gangster leader, but he dared to make things difficult for Nan Zhi. Shen Huai'en felt that he had not done well enough.

Shen Nanzhi was also thinking about how to deal with Master Ning Wu. She said that she didn't care, but she knew how frustrated she felt in her heart.

No matter which era it is, the black and white worlds complement each other. There is no absolute black and no absolute white. Master Ning Wu can control the underworld and he has his strengths, but he is not irreplaceable.

Shen Nanzhi needs to find out the background of Master Ning Wu first, and then proceed slowly.

The two of them had their own thoughts and were not in the mood to go shopping, so they went home together.

At the teahouse, Mr. Yang came to report to Mr. Ning Wu, "Miss Shen's words are watertight. Did we make her angry by doing this?"

Master Ning Wu snorted coldly: "If she is angry, then she can be angry. She doesn't dare to get angry with me. Just bear with it. It's not possible for a girl to be so angry. I am doing this for her own good."

Mr. Yang said, "I also understand Fifth Master's painstaking efforts. It would be good for her to be tempered a little more. However, if she resents us in the future, wouldn't our years of hard work be in vain?"

"You worry too much. If there is a future, we will be the heroes. Besides us, who else can she rely on?"

Mr. Yang smiled bitterly in his heart. You want to be a powerful official, but the girl's temper doesn't seem like she would be willing to be a puppet.

Master Ning Wu played with the cup and said, "If it really doesn't work, just let her live here for the rest of her life, that's fine too."

Mr. Yang was shocked and didn't dare to speak. What exactly did Mr. Ning Wu want to do?

This is not something he should ask as an aide.

Master Ning Wu added, "Have your men keep an eye on her to see if she's lying to me. I feel like she has a lot more surprises for me."

"Yes."

Mr. Yang sent people to keep an eye on Shen Nanzhi, but there was nothing to keep an eye on. The next day, Shen Nanzhi sent a few baskets of corn to Ning Wuye so that he could eat as much as he wanted. It was not worth much.

The underworld still needs Ning Wuye's influence now, and they can't break up, otherwise there will be endless troubles in their family.

Mr. Yuan came to see him with a dark and ugly face, as if someone owed him eight hundred taels of silver.

"Who made our master angry?"

Shen Nanzhi was lying under a tree and resting leisurely. He quickly got up to coax the old man and took out the best tea to entertain him.

Mr. Yuan drank a cup and glanced at her sideways and said, "You are still hiding something from me. You didn't give me such good tea a long time ago, but you only bring it out now."

Shen Nanzhi: "I just bought it too. Old man, you go find whoever annoys you. Why do you rush at whoever you catch? This is not good!"

"Humph, tell me who offended me? You knew those people were talking dirty, why didn't you tell me?"

Shen Nanzhi knew that it was because of this incident that the old man was very angry, so she quickly coaxed him, "Didn't I scold him back?

This mouth is on someone else's body. I can control it for a while, but can I control it forever? They are full of shit, someone will teach them a lesson, and it is their people who will be lost. You are so upright, wouldn't it be a loss of status to argue with them?"

Mr. Yuan snorted coldly, accepting her explanation, and threw down an invitation, saying, "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming in a few days. I have reserved Sifang Garden and plan to hold a moon-viewing party. You should bring Huai En here early."

"Sir, why do you want to hold a banquet too? And rent out the garden? How much will it cost?"

"I have money and am happy to spend it. Just remember to come and enjoy the show."

Shen Nanzhi said happily: "That's fine, give me a few more photos, I will invite some good sisters to watch together. How can we miss beautiful women in such a lively time?"

Mr. Yuan laughed angrily: "How dare you say that? How can you brag about yourself like that? From childhood to adulthood, you have never been pretty."

Shen Nanzhi was very hurt. "Sir, I am a girl after all. If you want to chat like this, be careful or I will put chin beans in your tea."

"you dare!"

Mr. Yuan expressed disdain for her, but now the more he looks at her, the more satisfied he is. She is beautiful, generous, and confident. She is no longer the timid and petty-minded she was in her childhood. She is like a pearl covered in dust, now fully blooming her own light.

Shen Nanzhi invited him to dinner, cooked the meal herself, and even brought out a jar of golden wine for the gentleman to taste.

Shen Huai'en dealt with the family affairs and hurried over to accompany him. When it came to drinking, he declined: "I drink a bowl of wine, no, sir, drink less, this wine is too strong."

Mr. Yuan was not very happy: "How can a man not know how to drink? Don't blame the strong wine if you can't drink. I have to drink a few more glasses. I am so angry. Those blind people, just wait and see how I will deal with them."

Mr. Yuan finished the drink in one gulp and started coughing violently. Shen Huai'en quickly poured him some tea and patted him on the back: "Sir, go slow."

After a long while, Mr. Yuan managed to calm down and said, "Good wine."

This made Shen Nanzhi, who was serving the dishes, laugh so hard. This old man is so cute.

"Is my wine delicious? My future prosperity and filial piety all depend on this wine. Do you think it will sell well?"

"Yes, it is really good. I have drunk countless kinds of wine, but this is the first time I have tasted something so fragrant and strong. I will try it again."

This time he tasted it carefully, shaking his head in satisfaction, "I want to write a poem, good wine can only give me inspiration."

Shen Huai'en took out the four treasures of the study and asked Mr. Yuan to write his own poems. The old man drank too much, and his handwriting became more wild and his poems had a good artistic conception. Shen Nanzhi finally believed in Mr. Yuan's talent, which was not inferior to Li Bai and Du Fu.

After writing the poem, Mr. Yuan got drunk and fell asleep. Shen Nanzhi just looked at the poem with satisfaction and asked Shen Huai'en to send it to the guest room. She wanted to keep this calligraphy as she could sell it for a high price in the future and also use it as a gimmick to promote her own wine.

Shen Huai'en was helpless. You should care about your husband instead of just focusing on the money.

……

When Mr. Yuan woke up, it was already dinner time. He stared at the sunset outside and asked the servant, "Why did I sleep here? How did I sleep for so long?"

"Sir, you've had too much to drink. Miss Shen will let you rest. The kitchen has prepared some hangover soup. Would you like a bowl?"

Mr. Yuan held his forehead and said, "I don't have a hangover headache. Oh my, this wine is good. I sobered up in an afternoon and don't have a headache anymore. No, where's that girl? I'll ask her for a few jars to treat my friends."

Unexpectedly, Shen Nanzhi refused: "I only got this wine occasionally, there are only three or five kilograms, you have already drunk one kilogram, don't take the rest away from me, I still want to study and replicate the same wine."

Mr. Yuan said, "Then you can give me two kilograms, right?"

"Okay, but you can't say you got it from me. If people tell others they want it from me, where am I going to get it?"

"Sir, do you know that I am such an unreliable person?"

After getting two small jars of wine, Mr. Yuan left happily without even having time to eat dinner.

Shen Nanzhi smiled cunningly. Scarcity makes things valuable. If she managed well, a jar of gold could really be sold for one or two ounces of gold, and she would make a fortune.

The only hidden danger is Master Ning Wu, who has become a stumbling block on Shen Nanzhi's road to making money.

Shen Huai'en led Shen Qingshan in, "Girl, look who's here?"

"Uncle? Why are you here? Sit down quickly and let the kitchen prepare the meal."

Shen Qingshan casually washed his hands, wiped them clean, and said, "Let me tell you about corn. I see that the husk has turned yellow, and the stalks have also turned yellow. Can we harvest them now?"

Shen Nanzhi calculated the days. In his previous life, corn was harvested after the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it was almost time. He said, "As long as the corn seeds are hard, it doesn't matter if it's early or late. Break the cobs off first and dry them in the open space at home. We can deal with them when we have free time in winter. Uncle will take care of the arrangements."

"Okay, then let's set it after the Mid-Autumn Festival. After everyone has celebrated the festival, we can start harvesting."

"Well, that's the best. After the corn is harvested, the sweet potatoes and potatoes are almost ready. If you have time in the next few days, let everyone dig a cellar to store food."

"We still need to dig a cellar? How much food can we have? Will the granary at home not be enough?"

Shen Nanzhi looked at him meaningfully, "It will be beyond your expectations. It really won't be enough. After the autumn harvest, I plan to find a batch of chicks for the village. Every household should raise chickens. By the New Year, we can have a batch of broiler chickens, and everyone can have a good year.

Next spring, we will catch some piglets and raise mules, donkeys and other livestock. Then every household will have large livestock, pork to eat, and eggs to eat until they are tired of them. "

Shen Qingshan was breathing rapidly, and even Shen Huai'en's eyes were full of surprise. Could there really be such a good day?

"If that's true, Nan Zhi, you'll be a great contributor to the village."

"We'll have to wait and see. No one can stay at home this year. There's a lot of work to be done."

"Well, it's good to work. I'm not afraid of hard work, but I'm afraid of having no work to do."

The kitchen had prepared the meal, and Shen Qingshan went to eat. Shen Huai'en poured her some tea, "Didn't you tell County Magistrate Fang before that you wanted him to see the corn harvest with his own eyes? Can the yield really be that high?"

"Of course, am I the kind of person who likes to brag? Bring along not only County Magistrate Fang, but also County Magistrate Cao, as well as the officials and gentlemen in the county town, so that they can all see the bumper harvest our village has this year."

Shen Huai'en: "Will the tree attract the wind?"

"A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind. It depends on whether our big tree can withstand the strong wind."

Shen Nanzhi felt that this was an opportunity to win over the officials in the county and make the county magistrate beg him for help. Would he be afraid of Master Ning Wu?

Shen Nanzhi gradually came up with her own plan. She would let Master Ning Wu come to her and ask for help. Why would a gangster like him be so arrogant?

Those who are mad will be punished by God, and the price of madness is death.

Master Ning Wu was eating corn at this time and was very satisfied with Shen Nanzhi's attitude. A little girl became obedient after being scared.

It’s a pity that this corn cannot be sold all year round. If it fell into his hands, one corn could be sold for hundreds of coins.

Mr. Yang came to report: "Fifth Master, Miss Shen has a close relationship with Mr. Yuan, should we be more restrained?"