Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder

The village chief was just a messenger. Mr. Huang in the city wanted to see not only the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhang family, but also several young wives, all of whom were pretty and well-groomed.

Why was he so blind to find a bad wife for his second son? If she was clean, the job would have been taken away by an outsider, and he would have lost his job as the village chief.

On the way to the village chief's house, Zhang Wangshi was thinking about what her daughter-in-law could bring to the family by working as a wet nurse in the city, but she completely forgot to ask Ye Zhiqiu's wishes, and even forgot that there was a hungry grandson at home.

Ye Zhiqiu did not remind him. She was more curious about how the wealthy families selected their wet nurses. There were no medical examination reports in this era. How could you tell if someone was clean and hygienic on the outside? God knows if they were dirty on the inside.

When the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law arrived at the village house, several other candidates had already arrived. With one more competitor, everyone looked at Ye Zhiqiu unkindly, and no one wanted to snatch the good life of eating meat in the city.

Ye Zhiqiu and the system complained: "Those who like to travel through time and space to become aunts should be shown what kind of life ordinary people live. They fight for a piece of fat meat and still say that the past is not worth mentioning and that life was easier before. Bah! They really think that they can go back to the past and become the daughter of a warlord. Daydreaming is not the way to do it."

"If you like being an aunt, we can arrange it for you next time. It can also be a female college student. Will you choose the red side or the blue side then?" The system's questions are very tricky.

"Of course I'm red. I'm not stupid. Why would I give a wrong answer in an open-book exam?" Ye Zhiqiu didn't understand the stupid question raised by the system.

The system also felt wronged: "But according to statistics, the per capita happiness index on Formosa Island is higher. Don't you want it? As a step back, you can also choose Hong Kong Island. It will not affect your patriotism at all. As long as you are willing, you can express your patriotism with actions, such as learning from the former shipping tycoon."

"I don't have the ability to please everyone, so I won't learn from others, lest I fail to learn well and end up being a jack of all trades and master of none, and in the end I will be the one who suffers. With space in hand, I can endure any hard days. Why should I be greedy for others' credit? Small people doing small things is also helping." Ye Zhiqiu never underestimates anyone. Even in an era without surveillance, one must act cautiously. There are many things that do not require evidence.

Does evidence matter to some people?

While everyone was free, Mr. Huang's butler had already looked at the wet nurse candidates standing in a row. No matter how well-groomed a country girl was, it would not be enough. However, the mistress had instructed to find a country woman because she was afraid that city women had unknown diseases. Thinking that the countryside was cleaner, she specially prepared to bring a wet nurse back. As a servant, he could not disobey his master's words, so it was almost done.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to be chosen, but the housekeeper picked her at first sight, which made her wonder if it was the power of the plot. Compared with her deadpan face, the expressions on the faces of the people who were not chosen were much richer and more exciting. One by one, they wanted the housekeeper to choose her, and they all stood up to say bad things about Ye Zhiqiu.

The housekeeper was knowledgeable and neither said he believed nor did he believe their report. He just said that next time the family was looking for someone else, they would definitely be given priority.

A few people wanted to say more, but the housekeeper acted fierce and unapproachable, so they all retreated in fear. When the mothers-in-law of a few people saw that the situation was not good, they immediately stepped forward to speak well of them. With the persuasion of the village chief, each of them got another pound of sweet potatoes, so it was not a wasted trip, and they went home honestly.

Ye Zhiqiu was amazed. It turned out that not everyone could be a fool to be a housekeeper. If she really wanted to follow him into the city, she had to think of a good way to leave and not reveal any flaws.

Zhang Wangshi didn’t care about all that. She just saw that other people took the sweet potatoes and left. So what benefit would that get her? Those who were chosen should get more benefits, right?

The housekeeper glanced with disdain at Zhang Wangshi's crude flattery, then looked at Ye Zhiqiu who was standing stupidly beside him, thinking that country women are just stupid. They go to the city to work, but the money they earn still goes to their husband's family. They will definitely end up being kicked out of the house in the future.

He was not a bad person. It was a rare time for him to feel guilty. He said to Ye Zhiqiu, "Please clean up. Tomorrow you will start a three-day trial period. You can only be officially hired if there are no problems. Don't worry, if there are any problems, you will not work for nothing during these three days. Remember to clean up."

Ye Zhiqiu continued to maintain his silly persona: "Okay, Master."

The housekeeper smiled and said, "I'm not the master, just call me the housekeeper. Working in a big house requires quick eyes, quick hands, and a sharp mind. You should learn well after you get in."

"Okay, butler." It's wrong, it's wrong. She is just a country girl. It's right that she has never seen the world. It's not likable if she is too smart.

The housekeeper once again stopped Ye Zhiqiu from calling him in an inappropriate way, but from the expression on his face it could be seen that he was in a good mood. Who doesn't want to be a master? It's not bad to not have the opportunity to be called by others occasionally.

When Zhang Wang saw that the housekeeper was about to leave, she hurriedly pushed Ye Zhiqiu aside. She had not yet received any benefits, so the housekeeper could not leave.

"Okay, I'm in a good mood today, so you can take a pound of sweet potatoes. If you dare to block my way again next time, I won't let you go easily." The butler scolded Zhang Wang harshly, and after showing off his power, he imitated the master and left slowly.

Ye Zhiqiu wanted to laugh when she saw the housekeeper walking with her legs folded. She didn't know if she looked like the master, but the more she looked, the more she looked like a crab, especially when she walked sideways. She lowered her head and held it in. She was a silly country girl, and she couldn't ruin her image.

The village chief glared at Zhang Wangshi and handed her a pound of sweet potatoes, leaving one pound less. However, he could get ten pounds of sweet potatoes just by passing the message. It would be nice if good things like this happened a few more times every month.

"Old man, what are you looking at? Go back and clean up quickly. If you can't do it tomorrow, you will be in trouble."

Zhang Wangshi's loud shout interrupted the village chief's fantasy, "Forget it, where can you find such a good thing? It's not easy for the masters in the city. I heard that there are wars every day in the city now. The masters without weapons will be slaughtered like fat pigs. They are no different from those country bandits who serve as soldiers."

It's good enough for him to be a village chief and not starve to death. He should thank his ancestors for choosing a good place for him because he doesn't have to flee famine in troubled times.

When the Zhang family heard that Ye Zhiqiu was going to the city to be a wet nurse in the future, they all looked at her with envy and jealousy. They could eat meat if they went to the city, and they also wanted to eat meat, but they hated that they couldn't be wet nurses. If they could go, there would be no place for Ye Zhiqiu.

Zhang Da glanced at Ye Zhiqiu and asked in a low voice: "What will happen to the child if your sister-in-law becomes a wet nurse?" He didn't want to ask, but his son was born with great difficulty, and how could he grow up without milk.

"What are you afraid of? There are so many people in the village. They won't starve to death if one family lends them a bite." Zhang Wangshi had long planned to let her grandson eat at hundreds of homes. If they didn't lend her the child, she would hold the child and stay there to see who had the thickest skin.

"What if both are good?" Zhang Dake didn't dare to gamble. His son was his own, but the benefits of being a wet nurse belonged to the whole family. After Ye Zhiqiu's constant brainwashing, he could now separate himself from his family.