Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

In the following time, Luo Qin was busy writing the development plan for the winter down jacket shop.

Inside the house, a pretty little girl was bending over a desk, writing on a scroll. It was not until dusk that Luo Qin finally finished writing.

She stretched herself, rubbed her aching shoulders and neck, and called out, "Ping Yu."

A woman in her forties or fifties lifted the bamboo curtain and came in. She walked to the table in front of Luo Qin and bowed her head respectfully and said, "I am here. What can I do for you, young lady?"

"Is Rufang back?"

"Never."

"Then go ask if there is anyone in our courtyard who can read."

"Here."

Ping Yu went to ask around and came back after a while to report: "Girl, on the way to Nanyang, one of the new servants bought by the master could read."

"But, order him to come."

"Here."

Soon, Ping Yu brought a middle-aged man in his early thirties. The man stood respectfully outside the bamboo curtain, not daring to spy on the mistress at all.

Luo Qin glanced at the tall figure outside the bamboo curtain and said, "Come in."

The man walked in with Pingyu, keeping his head down the whole time.

Luo Qin raised his eyes and saw that he was wearing a dusty brown shorts and his hands were covered with thick calluses. It was obvious that he had been doing rough labor for many years.

Luo Qin sat up straight and asked: "What's your name?"

"My name is Yi," the man replied.

"Yi?"

"Yes."

"Yes." Luo Qin nodded and ordered, "Yilang, how much education have you received?"

"Back to girl, only half a year."

"Since you have been educated, you must have a good family background. Why did you end up like this?"

In this era, the literacy rate is so low that it is not easy to be able to study. One must have a family background.

"My dear, I was a boy in a rich family. When he was studying, I listened to him."

Awesome, he's a thirsty person.

"Well, you might as well take a look at what I wrote and see if you can recognize a few words." Luo Qin handed the plan scroll to Yilang.

"Here."

Yilang took it with both hands, unfolded it and read it carefully for a moment, frowning and relaxing his brows from time to time.

The room was filled with the scent of sandalwood. The three people were silent. Luo Qin was relaxed, while Ping Yu and Yi Lang held their breath and concentrated.

After a while, Luo Qin raised his eyes and asked, "How is it?"

"I dare not lie. I only know half of what the lady wrote in the book."

"Very good."

A person who has been auditing for half a year can recognize half of the words in the plan, which means he works much harder than the average person.

"Can you manage a shop?"

"My dear, I used to run a shop for my master."

"That's the best. You will leave the house with me tomorrow."

"Yes!" Hearing Luo Qin's words, Yilang knew that he wanted to promote him. His face immediately showed joy and his voice became brighter.

Luo Qin had been busy all day, her eyes were tired, she waved her hand, "Okay, you two can go down."

Pingyu and Yilang: "Yes."

The golden crow fell to the ground, the afterglow shone everywhere, the setting sun shone through the window lattice, and passed across Luo Qin's side. Half of her face was shining with golden light, and the other half was hidden in darkness, her expression flickering.

After a while, the tallow lamp was lit in the room. Pingyu prepared dinner and served it to Luoqin.

After Luo Qin finished washing and bathing, she let her wet hair hang loosely. Ping Yu was wiping her hair when Rufang came back.

"Girl, girl! I bought a hundred acres of fertile land and put it in your name. I also hired a group of refugees who know how to farm to help take care of it." Rufang walked quickly into the house, holding up the hem of her tattered skirt, and reported excitedly.

When Ping saw Rufang holding up her skirt and running in quickly, she frowned and wanted to scold her, but then she remembered that she was a girl and was most valued as a maid, so she stammered and said nothing more in the end.

Luo Qin waved his hand, signaling Ping Yu to leave, and then smiled at Rufang: "You did a great job."

Rufang had been with her for many years and gradually learned some skills and became more thoughtful from her.

"Have you provided these refugees with houses to live in?"

"Yes, but it's very small."

"The current conditions do not allow it, so it's good enough to accommodate them."

"Yes, I thought so too, so I only bought a house with one entrance."

For the refugees, having a place to live was already very good, but Luoqin was a noble lady from an aristocratic family, so she must have thought it was too shabby.

Luo Qin nodded calmly to show that he understood, and then asked: "Do you have any extra money left?"

"There are three gold leaves left."

"I'll give you one."

"Thank you, girl!"

Rufang was overjoyed.