I became a stepmother and got rich with my cute baby.

The slightly cool palm pressed against his eyelids, his crow feathers trembled slowly, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Qian An doesn't know."

Feeling the itch in the palm of her hand, Song Wanqing blinked uncomfortably, quickly moved her slender hand away, and raised the corner of her lips.

"The food here is enough for the people in the city to survive this winter."

The back warehouse was very large, dozens of times the size of the shop, and she got it from Ji Huaichuan. That guy gave it to her without hesitation, after all, it was mainly for the people in the city.

She harvested a large amount of food from the space, and now the warehouse in the back is piled up like a mountain.

These grains are grown in red soil and watered by spiritual springs. Not only do they grow better than ordinary plants, but long-term consumption is also beneficial to the body.

His vision became clear. Looking at the piles of food, Cheng Qian'an's eyes flashed with shock. He suddenly glanced at Song Wanqing, pursed his lips, and said, "Madam, are you poor?"

A hint of darkness flashed across his eyes. He didn't expect that his wife had such amazing financial resources. But what made him even more curious was that he stuck to her every day, so when did she do so many things silently?

It seems that his wife is also an extraordinary person.

"Poor?" Song Wanqing was slightly startled and chuckled, "Maybe it was in the past, but now our family can be considered wealthy."

"Okay, I brought you here to discuss something with you." She straightened her expression and asked, "Are you willing to take over the grain store?"

"Grain shop, isn't it, Yan Chu?" Cheng Qian asked.

"I trust my husband more." Song Wanqing looked at him with a smile.

I heard from Dr. Zeng that the blood stasis in Cheng Qi'an's body has been almost cleared and he will regain consciousness soon. It's time for him to integrate into society as a normal person.

Hearing this, Cheng Qi'an's handsome face turned slightly red, and he looked at her with clear eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were filled with joy, and he said, "Okay, I promise my lady!"

"Qian is awesome!" Song Wanqing pinched his face.

With Song Wanqing's daily feeding, Cheng Qian'an's thin face has grown a little bit of flesh, making him look more handsome.

-

The news that the newly opened grain store was recruiting spread throughout the city. When people heard that the boss behind the scenes was the woman who had previously controlled the floods, they flocked there to see her in person.

When some people heard about the favorable conditions offered by the grain shop, they rushed to the shop impatiently.

Early in the morning, when Yan Chu opened the door of the grain shop, he saw the crowded crowd in front of the door. The excitement and expectation in their eyes seemed to overwhelm Yan Chu, causing him to tremble subconsciously.

Even though he had been doing business for many years and had made a fortune, he had never seen a recruitment information attract so many people!

He raised his eyelids slightly and said in a loud voice: "Don't worry, everyone. The grain shop needs ten renovation workers to reopen. Those with experience will be given priority to line up here!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd suddenly became excited.

"Do you just need workers to do the renovation? I don't know how to do the renovation!"

"I heard that the salary at the grain shop is very high, I must be selected!"

"When will you recruit employees?"

Looking around at the eagerly waiting people, Yan Chu said, "The grain shop still needs 20 more assistants. Those who meet the requirements should go to his place to queue up and register."

After saying that, he pointed and saw a man in black looking at them seriously with a notebook in his hand.

Seeing this, the people who didn't know how to decorate immediately ran towards the man happily, shouting.

"I'll do it, I'll do it! I often do farm work, I'm very strong!"

Others were not to be outdone.

"I can settle the bill. Please keep me. I don't need so much salary!"

"Hey, what are you doing? Stop curling up! I, I, I! I just want a bite of food!"

The man in charge of registration froze in his tracks. He almost couldn't handle this group of enthusiastic people and looked at Yan Chu for help.

Yan Chu gave him a soothing look, indicating that he could do nothing to help.

Because he was about to be squeezed into a meat patty.

......

Finally, after rigorous and careful screening, ten workers and twenty assistants were left.

Those who were chosen to stay couldn't help but kowtow to Yan Chu with tears in their eyes to express their gratitude.

The craftsmen were all very excited. They used to be serious craftsmen, but because of the war they not only lost their jobs, but also their families, and almost died in the wasteland.

Now that I have a proper job, how can I not be happy!

"No need to kneel, stand up." Yan Chu helplessly helped them up, handed them a blueprint, and said, "Within three days, please decorate the grain store according to this blueprint. You can eat three meals a day in the back hall."

"Meals are included!" a craftsman asked in surprise.

"Can I take it back?" asked the man, who was about forty years old. He had a weathered face and a hint of expectation in his eyes.

There are three children at home, it would be nice if I could bring some back home.

"Of course." Yan Chu nodded, and then said: "If the project goes smoothly, I will give you some food to take home and cook."

When the others heard this, they were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling and made promises to Yan Chu one after another.

"Boss Yan is such a good person! We will definitely do our best to renovate the grain store!"

Yan Chu waved his hands and said with a smile: "If you want to thank someone, thank Madam Song. She was the one who made all these ideas."

"But is it Miss Song who controlled the flood?" someone asked curiously.

Yan Chu: “That’s right.”

"If it is really Madam Song, could she be the immortal sent by the heavens to save us?"

"If it weren't for Madam Song, I'm afraid even more people would have died in Xuancheng!"

"Yes, if I have the chance in the future, I will definitely build a temple for Madam Song..."

The more they talked, the more excited they became. Yan Chu felt his scalp tingling. Rebuilding a temple? This was too exaggerated!

However, this woman's behavior is indeed not like that of someone from Xiling Country.

It was the first time he had seen such an intelligent and thoughtful woman. No wonder His Highness liked her.

-

Three days later, the grain shop officially opened.

As the sound of firecrackers rang out, people flocked to the scene.

Most of them were poor people. They looked at the grain in the grain shop with eager eyes and held the silver and copper coins in their hands carefully, worried that they were short of money and could not buy food.

Even more people had no money in their hands, and they hoped that some kind-hearted person who had bought grain would give them some to save their lives.

Cheng Qian'an stood in front of the grain shop, his cool and noble demeanor making people unable to help but pay attention to him.

He looked at the pale-looking people in front of him, lowered his eyes slightly, and felt a heavy heart. If it weren't for his foolish father and cruel brother, the people wouldn't have fallen to this point.

One day, he will kick those two bastards out of their positions!

Cheng Qian'an had a gentle smile on his face and said in a clear voice, "Today, the grain shop is open and the price is halved."

These words were like a piece of solid rock dropped into the bottom of a calm lake, creating countless splashes of water.

"Food prices cut in half? There's such a good thing!"

"Come on, let's go in and take a look."

People flocked into the grain shops. When they saw the dazzling array of grains in the shops, their eyes widened instantly. When they looked at the prices marked on them, they burst into tears with excitement.

"We are saved, we are saved..."