Marrying a village tyrant husband with space, being spoiled by the in-laws

"Miss Chun Xing, how many handkerchiefs do you think I can make from this dress?"

"Handkerchiefs have to be square. You can probably cut about a dozen of them from your coat. But a handkerchief without embroidery only costs a little over a hundred coins. If you take it to an embroidery shop to sell it, you'll definitely have to bargain for it. It's better to sell the whole thing at a pawnshop, where you can get more."

Chun Xing only goes to the town to sell embroidery, and she doesn’t know much.

"The clothes are already torn. They are worthless if sent to a pawn shop. If you make them into embroidered handkerchiefs, you can sell them for more. I don't know how to embroider. Can you ask Miss Chun Xing to do it for me? This way you can earn some pocket money."

"Leave it to me to embroider. Just trust me."

Chun Xing naturally agreed without hesitation. A slightly better handkerchief with a good pattern could earn her 20 coins after paying for it. A handkerchief with the best material and a nice pattern could earn her 40 coins.

Yu Suihuan was delighted, for he could finally have money. Only with money could he buy food and not go hungry.

Just as she was immersed in joy, several officials had already arrived at the entrance of the village.

"Are you all from the Big Willow Village?"

The leading yamen runner shouted at the group of people digging wild vegetables.

These women had never seen the world in the village for many years. When they suddenly saw the yamen runners with swords, they didn't dare to step forward and say anything for a moment.

Only an old woman stood up slowly and looked at the few people.

"We are all from Daliushu Village. What can I do for you, gentlemen?"

"We are here to post notices under the orders of the county magistrate. Take us to see your village chief quickly."

When they heard about the notice, the people who were digging wild vegetables no longer had the heart to do so and followed several yamen runners to the village chief's house.

The magistrate of Hexi County is not a good official. The taxes in this county are much heavier than those in other nearby counties.

The wheat harvest is just around the corner, and there is a notice at this time. I wonder if the taxes will be increased again.

When the village chief Li Quanshou heard the noise outside, he hurried out of the yard. He had an impatient look on his face, but when he saw the yamen runners, he immediately changed his expression to a fawning one.

"My dear officials, please come in and have a cup of tea. You must be exhausted on this journey."

"No, we have several villages to visit. Take this notice and post it somewhere conspicuous in the village."

"Sir, what are the instructions from above?"

Li Quanshou's heart also skipped a beat. This county magistrate could always come up with a tax item every year, and the tax he collected was quite bizarre. He wondered what new idea he would come up with this time.

"In order to promote the population development of our county, the county magistrate has decided that from today onwards, all women who have reached the age of 15 and have not yet been engaged will have to pay a tax, called the 'leftover women tax', of one tael of silver per month."

(The Qin Dynasty did have this tax, haha…………)

"If a woman has not been engaged and married within a year, the government will force her to marry. The betrothed person will naturally be a man in his thirties who still cannot find a wife in the village."

As soon as the bailiff said this, the crowd watching immediately went wild.

Oh, my God! After reaching the age of 15, if a woman is not allowed to marry, she has to pay one or two taels of silver every month. It is difficult for ordinary people to save so much in a month.

What is even more terrifying is the forced marriage a year later. Those men in the village who are still unable to marry at the age of thirty are either lazy or physically disabled. Who would be willing to push their daughter into the fire pit?

After the bailiff left, the crowd could no longer hold back and started discussing this bizarre "leftover women tax."

"Chun Xing, you will be fifteen next month. Are there any good families that you can marry? My nephew from my mother's family is a good one. He is tall and strong, and he is also good at work..."

"Come on, Sister Zhang. There is no tall person in your family. Chun Xing, people from other villages don't know our family as well as we do. Your brother Gousheng is not bad looking, and he is the only child in our Sun family. His three older sisters are already married. As long as you agree, I will go to your family to propose marriage."

"If you want to talk about future prospects, my nephew is the best. He works in a restaurant in town. His monthly salary is much better than that of someone working in the fields..."

A group of aunts and sisters-in-law swarmed around Chun Xing, wanting to introduce their own nephews and nieces to her.

Yu Suihuan, who was originally standing next to Chun Xing, was pushed far away.

I'm a darling!

She hasn’t even solved the problem of food and clothing, so how come there is a “leftover women tax”!

Counting the days, this body will be fifteen in a dozen days. If she doesn't find a man to get engaged soon, she may not even be able to pay the taxes.

Seeing that the market for spring apricots was so good, Yu Suihuan felt a little surprised. Although she was not born and raised in this village, she was at least a young woman of marriageable age.

She had looked at herself in a bronze mirror before. This body did not look bad. She could even be called a beauty, with skin as white as cream and a waist as slender as a willow.

So many people haven't found a wife yet, why hasn't anyone come forward to ask her? !

In contrast, Chun Xing, who is in great demand, is about the same height as them, but Chun Xing is twice as heavy as them, and her skin is dark and rough.

Her looks must be considered outstanding in the capital. At the very least, she is a woman. What can she do by coming here to ask? !

"Thank you all, aunts and sisters-in-law. My mother said that I will be engaged to Brother Huzi next month."

A blush appeared on Chun Xing's dark face.

When everyone heard that the woman was already married, they could only leave with regret.

Yu Suihuan “……………………”

No one even looks at her. Is she unworthy?

"Miss Yu, come with me to my house, and let's discuss making handkerchiefs."

"it is good."

Yu Suihuan agreed, and the two walked side by side on the road.

Chun Xing's house is in the middle of the village. There are five large blue brick and tile houses in a row, and seven or eight thatched houses. The yard is spacious and clean.

Along the way, she found that only the village chief's house could compare with Chun Xing's. No wonder so many families wanted to marry Chun Xing.

"Miss Yu, please go inside and sit down. I'll go get you a glass of water."

After a while, Chun Xing came into the house with two corn cakes and a bowl of water.

"I just heard your stomach growling, you must be hungry, don't despise this corn tortilla. My family has gone out to visit relatives today, leaving me alone to look after the house, and I only have the tortilla."

Yu Suihuan looked at the smiling face opposite him and was so moved that he almost cried.

She hasn't eaten a single bite since yesterday noon and is almost starving.

"I don't mind. Thank you, Miss Chun Xing."

She took the pancake and tried hard to restrain herself from taking a small bite. Although the pancake was a bit sore to the throat, Yu Suihuan still finished it all with some hot water.

After eating, I feel much more energetic.

"Miss Chun Xing, can I lend you a set of clothes you don't wear? I'll pay you back when I sell the handkerchief."

"I still have two sets of clothes in my closet from two years ago. I haven't worn them since I gained weight. Although there are a few patches on them, I washed them very cleanly. Miss Yu, if you don't mind, you can wear them. It doesn't matter what the money is."

As she spoke, Chun Xing took out two sets of blue patched clothes from the closet.

"Don't mind. It's good enough to have some clean clothes to wear. From now on, we won't call each other girls. I'll call you Chun Xing and you can call me Huan Huan, okay?"

This is the first person that Yu Suihuan has a good impression of since she traveled through time.