The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

This is undoubtedly a sensitive topic. Master Guo's apprentice smiled and said, "That's a question. How much money do you make based on how much work you do? The difference between a skilled worker and a general worker is different."

The villager who asked this question also felt that his question was not related to his close friends, and that the other person would not directly tell him how much money he earned, so he stopped talking with an embarrassed expression.

Another man in his thirties asked, "Do you eat such good food every day?"

"Yes, the Wen family delivers food as soon as it's time. They don't treat us badly. Except for those wealthy families who build houses, the food at the Wen family is the best."

In fact, the person who asked this question just now was one of the bricklayers that Wen Zhuo had found. He began to regret believing the rumors spread by Wen Lao San, thinking that the Wen family was short of money. He was afraid that in the end he would have worked in vain and would not earn a penny. But now seeing such delicious food, the Wen family did not seem to be short of money.

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Wen Qingcheng knew that the construction of their house was a huge undertaking, and it would take forever for Master Guo and his apprentice to finish the work alone. Other families had many uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, and with the help of a family of 10 to 20 people including the master chef, it would be completed quickly.

Given their family's situation, there was no other choice but to spend money to hire someone from outside. They would start by looking for someone suitable in the village. If there was really no suitable one, they would pay a little more money and let Master Guo find one outside.

At dusk, the sun gradually sets, the sky is dyed orange-red, the workers have returned home, and the whole Crescent Village is shrouded in a tranquil atmosphere.

Wen Qingcheng stood at the entrance of the village and looked out, and finally waited for Ruan Sanlang when the moon rose.

Ruan Sanlang was riding a horse towards home with two empty baskets. From afar, he saw a slender figure at the entrance of the village. Under the moonlight, her body was emitting a soft and clear glow.

Ruan Sanlang recognized that the man was Wen Qingcheng and reined in his horse. "Qingcheng, it's so late, why don't you go home?"

"I'm waiting for you here specially." Wen Qingcheng tilted her little face up and looked at him with a pair of bright eyes.

Ruan Sanlang instantly felt warm in his heart, and immediately dismounted from his horse, his voice unconsciously becoming gentle. "What do you want from me?"

"Third brother, you have many friends and a wide network of contacts. I would like to ask you to help me find a few helpers in this village or nearby villages to help us build a house. The wages will be paid daily and lunch will be provided."

"Okay, it's not difficult. I heard that your cousin found someone for you, so I didn't ask you."

"Don't mention it. I don't know who told them that they thought we couldn't afford the wages, so no one wanted to come."

"Ah, these people. Qingcheng, don't worry, I'll ask a few of my guys for you. I conservatively estimate that I can get ten people. I can also tell them how the wages are calculated."

"That's great. We've set the wage at 100 wen a day."

Ruan Sanlang's eyes widened in shock. "100 coins? That's enough to hire a master craftsman. In our village, ordinary people build houses and even hire helpers for 100 to coins a day at most. You offer coins! Those people are eager to do it."

"The money is not a big deal, the main thing is that I can do the work carefully and quickly."

"Are you sure it's 100 wen? If you're sure, I'll find it for you."

"Okay, let's find seven or eight people first. Experienced ones are better."

"Okay, I'll ask you tomorrow."

As the two were talking, Ruan Sanlang led the horse and the two walked side by side. It was not that Ruan Sanlang did not want Wen Qingcheng to get on the horse, but he was afraid of the many eyes of the villagers. Besides, she was already a married woman. Although he treated her like a sister, he was also afraid of ruining her reputation.

Night fell quietly and the village was pitch black. Ruan Sanlang was worried, so he led the horse and sent Wen Qingcheng back home.

At the gate, Chuyi saw that it was Ruan Sanlang who sent Wen Qingcheng back, and he couldn't help but feel sour. When their eyes met, Ruan Sanlang actually found an imperceptible hostility in Chuyi's eyes? But he didn't think much about it.

"My wife~" Chuyi still looked silly as he walked over and hugged Wen Qingcheng by the waist. "My wife, go home."

"Hey, what are you doing?" Wen Qingcheng struggled a few times but failed to break free. She turned to Ruan Sanlang awkwardly and said, "Third brother, please."

Ruan Sanlang smiled, turned around and mounted his horse, thinking: This silly Chuyi is so lucky.

Wen Qingcheng felt somewhat uncomfortable being held by him. Before, he was a fool with a childlike mind, and the two of them got along very naturally. Now, she had guessed that Chuyi's brain might have recovered, but he still pretended to be a fool and made such intimate gestures towards her, which made her feel somewhat... strange.

Chuyi didn't put Wen Qingcheng down until he entered the house. What happened to him? After spending a long time together, he admitted that he was deeply attracted to Wen Qingcheng. This life-saving grace had long turned into a different kind of emotion.

But there are too many obstacles and uncertainties between them. He knows it is impossible, but he just can't suppress his inner feelings. He should give up this idea in time.

"Let me go, Chuyi, you're acting weird." Wen Qingcheng looked at Chuyi, who seemed dazed, and reached out her hand to hit his pectoral muscle lightly.

"If you two want to flirt with each other, you should at least avoid other people." Ye Xiuying came in with dishes and chopsticks, and seeing their slightly red faces, she happily teased them.

Ye Xiuying hopes more than anyone else that her daughter and son-in-law can live a good life. Chuyi is silly, but he won't cause trouble, won't run around, and is obedient and listens to her daughter. Where can you find such a son-in-law?

Moreover, Chuyi was tall and handsome, and her daughter was also a beautiful girl, so the children they would have in the future would definitely be good-looking. Thinking about this, Ye Xiuying began to look forward to holding her grandson.

"Mom, who is flirting? I will be annoyed if you say that again."

"What's wrong? What are you afraid of?"

"I won't marry Chuyi. We are family. Don't mess around with me."

Wen Qingcheng said this unintentionally. When Chuyi heard her say this, he instantly felt a strong sense of loss in his heart. He knew that Wen Qingcheng would not be his bride, but when he heard the words coming out of her mouth, he actually felt a little heartbroken.

"You've already been married, who else do you want to marry?" In Ye Xiuying's opinion, after the wedding, they are husband and wife, no matter whether they have consummated the marriage or not, even if they are fake couples, they are still husband and wife.

She was not in a hurry to have a grandchild. After all, Qingcheng was only 16 years old. It would be better to wait until she was older to have a child.

"I am a woman as brave as an eagle. I should put my career first. How can I be trapped in marriage?"

Wen Qingcheng's soul comes from the end of the world, where there is no concept of marriage and family. If you like someone, you stay together, and if you don't love them anymore, you separate. And newborns are all nurtured in incubators, which are artificial wombs.

These newborns are created by eggs provided by people who are specifically responsible for providing eggs. The eggs are combined with the male's seeds to form embryos, and then cultured in the laboratory for seven days to optimize the genes, adjust the talents in the genes, and cultivate standardized humans.

Some of these standardized people are influential in politics, some are in business, and some are on factory assembly lines. No one feels unfair, they are very happy and think they are born this way.

Ye Xiuying listened to Wen Qingcheng's words and thought she was just saying that, so she smiled and said, "You have to be an old girl for the rest of your life."

"It's not something to be ashamed of. I'm not going to get married anyway."

Ye Xiuying thought she was just talking nonsense and didn't take it seriously. Chuyi's lips curled up, and he was even more curious about Wen Qingcheng. Although he was with her day and night, he always felt that there was a layer of black gauze between them and he couldn't see her clearly. She was different from all the women he knew. She was always like a mystery.