Traveling through famine: The space peasant girl

He was quite good at judging people by their status. He put these account books aside, took out the ones he brought down from the ship, compared them, and picked out seven problematic families. He planned to send the managers of these seven families directly to the island to open up wasteland for him. These seven families were the most obvious. As the saying goes, a new emperor appoints new ministers. No one dared to be presumptuous in front of his father, but they dared to confront him directly. It was really a bad habit.

He thought about it and decided that these seven families were the most prominent. In that case, he would just shoot the one that sticks out the most. He called Jian Shu and asked him to arrange the people of these seven families. You know, there are many people who want to replace these shopkeepers, and no one wants to be replaced, even if they rely on their seniority.

"Jian Shu, ask the shopkeepers of these seven stores to pack up. I will send them to Sunny Island in a few days. If they have any objections, just put these two account books in front of them and let them study them carefully. By the way, ask them to fill in the missing parts for me. Otherwise, I will implicate their children who are working in other places. They know what to do."

These people just look down on him because he is the "adopted son" of the Yu family and manages these stores. But it doesn't matter. He is the first one to stick his head out, and the rest will just retract their claws on their own.

Jian Shu left with the account book. He had to deal with these shopkeepers quickly, otherwise, with Yu Xiuming's current temper, he was worried that his master would sink these people directly into the sea. Yu Xiuming finally finished his work and came to the yard. Seeing that the lights next door had been turned off, he knew that everyone should have rested. In fact, they did not sleep very soundly on the boat.

So Yu Xiuming didn’t want to do anything else. He went straight back to the bathroom in his room, took a shower, and fell asleep.

Early the next morning.

Wang Shiyu went to bed early and got up even earlier. She went straight to their small warehouse and searched for a long time in the wooden boxes of dowry she had prepared before she found the cement formula she had prepared. In fact, she knew how to make glass. This side was close to the sea, and although there were not as many fools as in the desert, there were still quite a few. Moreover, she didn't know much about the method of making glass. It was just written in the book, so she just copied it down. Looking at the simplified version of the cement formula in her hand, she finally gave up on the glass.

In fact, this time she wanted to go next door and talk about her situation. After all, she had used her own space before. When a goose passes, it leaves a trace. When a person passes, he leaves a trace. In this matter, she was afraid that she could not resist the imperial power by herself. The reason why she wanted to talk to Yu Xiuming was that she needed Yu Xiuming's manpower to help monitor the news from Jinling City.

She has not developed her own power over the years. Even if she wants to develop her power, she can't avoid it under other people's noses. So she can only give up this idea. It is easy for other people to train death warriors, but Wang Shiyu doesn't have any martial arts secrets, so what can she use to train?

According to the time, the Wang family should have entered Jinling City now. As for what Wang Shiyu said to Zhou Qingyun, she herself was not clear, but she knew that he would definitely not say anything good. As for how much water there was in it, that depended on what the old man said. Ye Dad saw how much Zhou Qingyun believed it. After all, Zhou Qingyun had once been a member of his escape team, and he was probably somewhat guessing about his own special place.

When she got up in the morning, she set up her embroidery stand and prepared the things she needed. Then, seeing that it was already bright, she put down the silk thread she was splitting and got up and went to the yard. She saw her mother sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground in the yard, but she did not go forward to help.

"Mom, I'm going to find Zichuan. I have something to tell him. Don't clean up the fallen leaves on the ground yet. You should take care of your hands. I'll find someone to clean them up later. Go back to your room and rest for a while. I asked someone to clean them up yesterday, and they should be here soon."