Traveling through time and space to meet a replacement bride? But I’m a man!

After listening to Chen Sanlin’s ghost stories.

Xu Wenyan took a few days off, and during these days, Chen Sanlin was very happy.

After four days of harvesting bamboo shoots, he also collected bamboo shoots from three other families yesterday. Looking at the burlap bags filling the yard, Xu Wenyan felt that these should be enough.

After a while, the sound of a horse-drawn carriage was heard at the entrance of the village. The people in the village had rarely seen such a rare thing, so they all put down their work and watched the carriage.

When the carriage stopped at the door of Chen Sanlin's house, everyone looked incredulous.

How could a family without elders know this important person with a carriage?

Could it be that the Chen family had committed a crime and been arrested?

Many villagers came to join in the fun, including He Xianhua, Liu Sangui and the Liang Long brothers, all of whom came to watch the fun.

"Could it be that the case of Widow Miao was misjudged?"

"Really? I was saying that Widow Miao is a woman, how dare she do such a thing."

"No, no, no, I think he committed other crimes."

Just as everyone was talking, a young man got off the car. Although he was dressed as a waiter, his behavior and appearance did not seem like an ordinary person.

Moreover, Xu Wenyan could see that there were calluses on the base of his thumb, so his previous occupation must have been unusual, at least more mysterious than that of a waiter.

The man was about 1.85 meters tall and had a handsome appearance, which was quite different from Xu Wenyan's handsomeness.

"This must be Brother Xu, I'm the new waiter at Zuixianlou, just call me Xiaoman." The only people who came were Xiaoman and a handyman, and they were very respectful to Xu Wenyan.

The villagers were really stunned. Why was the person who solved the case so polite to Xu Wenyan?

It’s really not the villagers’ fault for having poor eyesight, it’s just that Xiaoman really looks like a military general in the imperial court, and his physique is only slightly inferior to Chen Sanlin’s.

Looking at this handsome man who was obviously older than himself but still called Xiaoman, Xu Wenyan smiled and said, "Xiaoman, you are here to pick bamboo shoots, they are all here.

There are about seventy or so in each bunch, and all the ones from the past few days are here.”

Xiaoman nodded, and then started to unload the goods with the servants who came with him. This was the grain that Xu Wenyan spent two taels of silver to buy, and it was delivered all at once.

Chen Sanlin carried three bags on one shoulder and completed the work in two trips.

There were nine large bags of bamboo shoots on the ground. Xiaoman counted them and found that they were worth twenty taels and five hundred coins in total.

After entering the house and secretly giving the money to Xu Wenyan, Xiaoman asked again: "Do you need to bring anything else? Next time someone from Baihualou comes, I'll help you pass on a message."

Xu Wenyan really thinks that Xiaoman is a good person, humble and thoughtful.

"Bring me a pot, a big one, and a spatula. The pot should be square, not a cooking pot." Xu Wenyan gave Xiaoman another four taels, which should be enough.

"it is good."

After Xiaoman finished his work, he drove away in a horse-drawn carriage. Although the horse-drawn carriage was faster than an ox-drawn cart, it was not much faster and the journey was still tight.

Everyone in the village can see that the Chen family is doing business.

Looking at what Xiaoman took out of the bag just now, the experienced farmer has already identified that it is bamboo shoots.

But don’t the golden bamboo shoots still take two days to mature? This is really strange.

But when he saw Xu Wenyan paying Xiaohu and the others their wages, he became even more jealous. It was five days in total, seventy cents a day, a total of three hundred and fifty cents!

Oh my god, how come they just gave 350 coins? Or everyone has one.

Wang Cuijuan looked at the money in her hand and smiled brightly both on her face and in her heart. This was three hundred and fifty coins. She might not have this much money in her hands even if she saved for two years.

Seeing several people laughing happily, Xu Wenyan was naturally happy as well.

Then he gave everyone another twenty coins.

"Hey, Brother Wen Yan, what are you doing?" Wang Dongmei was not very happy. She and her husband had already received more than 500 Wen, so how could they ask for more?

Because the couple arrived midway and only worked for four days.

"Sister Dongmei, you don't understand this." Xu Wenyan raised his eyebrows and continued, "This is considered a profit-sharing. Today, I sold more bamboo shoots than I expected, so when sales are good, there will be a profit-sharing.

The more we sell, the more we get in return. We need to keep working hard.”

Everyone understands the principle that the more you work, the more you get. Since it is earned through your own hard work, just keep it.

Just when Xu Wenyan was about to finish work, He Xianhua came over with a shameless face.

"My nephew's wife, Jianjia and I can also do your job." He Xianhua smiled cunningly.

Xu Wenyan knew what she was thinking. He just became jealous when he saw so much money.

"No, aunt. We worked so hard to open up the road and find the forest. Now if we let you join us, we will be at a disadvantage. No, no." Xu Wenyan waved his hand in embarrassment.

He Xianhua listened to the tone and looked at the expression, why did this action feel familiar?

"Hey, Sanlin's wife, we are a family after all. I am very good at work and I promise not to be lazy!" He Xianhua patted his chest and said seriously.

I don't trust you! Xu Wenyan secretly complained in his heart.

No matter how He Xianhua tried to persuade him, Xu Wenyan refused. Xu Wenyan knew what kind of person this woman was. If he let her in, he would have no business at all.

After making an appointment with Xiaohu and his second uncle for the afternoon, Xu Wenyan also went back to prepare dinner.

Who would have thought that as soon as he entered the inner room and closed the door, Chen Sanlin pushed him against the door.

Looking at his frowning brows, Xu Wenyan was confused again, wondering what was wrong with this guy.

"Brother Chen? What's wrong?"

Chen Sanlin lowered his head and looked Xu Wenyan in the eye: "The one called Xiaoman is so pretty."

After hearing this, Xu Wenyan understood. Chen Sanlin was too jealous. He just looked at him a few more times.

"His hands. Very pretty. And his face." The man's deep voice was getting closer.

Xu Wenyan swallowed and explained hastily: "It's not good-looking! Not even half as good-looking as my Sanlin. My Sanlin's hands are so big, and he looks stronger than him."

After hearing what Xu Wenyan said, Chen Sanlin's brows relaxed: "There's more."

"Also...Also, our Sanlin is capable, caring, and can...can tell ghost stories!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Wenyan only felt his lips slightly moist.

Chen Sanlin stood up with a red face: "Next time, no more."

Then he opened the door and left in a hurry, going to the yard to chop firewood.

Xu Wenyan:......