The Second Sister of a Farmer's Family's Path to Imperial Destiny

Fang Tairu looked at Guo Xi in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.

He has been teaching for so many years, and except for the princes, many noble sons and daughters have been taught by him. It can be said that he has many students all over the world.

But he just lacked some students from common people. In fact, it was not his fault. The resources of this dynasty were too concentrated on them. Many students from common people simply did not have enough money to support themselves and come to him.

This was also the reason why he returned to Yong'an County to recruit students. Now that he finally saw such an outstanding student, he naturally didn't want to let him go.

But then again, this student's tenacity and talent are a bit like those of the General's legitimate son, Wang Zhongqing, except that the other boy practiced martial arts. Otherwise, the world would have one more honest and upright civil servant.

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Guo Xin was at home and had a look at the family account books. He found that the family had enough money to pay off the debts, and there was even some money left to build a red brick house. He was overjoyed at the thought of being able to move in before the New Year.

The hut left behind by my grandparents when they reclaimed the land was so simple that there was no private space at all. Four people were squeezed into one hut, and the hut was also used to entertain guests.

After Guo Xin told Guo Ruo and the others about his plan early in the morning, he went out with a small cloth bag.

Before I even reached the headman's house, I heard the voice of his wife.

The villagers' houses were all far apart, and in winter, everyone in the village who had nothing to do stayed indoors. Therefore, when the wife of the head of the village talked about these old stories, she did not worry about being overheard by others.

"Hey, do you remember what happened to Aunt Fu that year? She went to work in the county when she was five months pregnant, but she came back with a baby not long after she left."

Aunt Fu is Guo Xin's grandmother. This was the first time she heard about the original owner's grandmother. She was a little curious, so she slowed down her pace and tried not to let anyone notice her presence.

The village head sighed and said, "How could I not remember? That incident was widely spread in our village, but Aunt Fu and the others just refused to admit it."

"Look, Guo Xin's family is doing so well now, and they are so capable. In my opinion, it doesn't look like something that a farmer like us could give birth to."

"What you said is wrong. We farmers are the foundation of the world. If we didn't farm, what would we eat?!" Guo Lizheng became angrier and angrier. He added, "Besides, what's wrong with us farmers that we can't give birth to such a smart child?"

The wife of the village head hurriedly comforted him, "Oh, yes, yes, you are very smart."

Guo Xin opened his mouth and shouted at the right time: "Uncle, aunt, I came to talk to you about something!"

"Oh, Xin'er is here again." Guo Lizheng trotted out, his eyes shining brightly, looking at Guo Xin as if he were looking at silver.

Every time this little god of wealth comes to see him, it means good things are happening. She doesn't even have to go to the county this winter and can earn so much money. If she comes to see him every day, a lot of silver will fall from the sky.

"Uncle, I want to build a house."

The village head was no longer surprised to hear this. He now felt that it was not surprising for Guo Xi to say that he was planning to build a large courtyard with four entrances in the village. He only asked, "Do you have any requests?"

Guo Xin took out the simple drawings she had drawn. Her drawings were really ugly. Simple drawings were fine, but once they became complicated, they became a bit forced. However, one could understand them if one tried hard.

In my previous life, my parents always said that I was good at everything and had great talent, but I knew nothing about painting and was not like them at all.

The head of the village was listening to Guo Xin's story while looking at her sloppy drawings. He felt speechless and planned to draw it again himself after she left.

According to Guo Xin's request, three blue brick houses, a mud brick house, a kitchen, a toilet, a bathroom, a cellar, and a wall were built next to the original house, as well as various furniture made by the village head. All in all, it cost twenty-five taels of silver.

Guo Xin confirmed again: "Uncle, can this house be completed before New Year's Day?"

"Of course you can. Just trust your Uncle Guo. He has built many houses and has a good grasp of time management."

Guo Xin nodded and planned to go and take a look at the workshop. However, his lame Aunt Liu had been the manager of the workshop during this period, so he had never been there to see it.

After Guo Xin walked away, the wife of the village head said, "Look! You said that Aunt Fu could have such smart grandchildren like the dark-skinned Uncle Guo, just look at the children born to her eldest son, but they are just like us kids, and one of them is stupid."

The village head felt a little headache after listening to the mumbling, so he said, "That's enough! You are a young man after all. If you keep talking about the dead elders like this, aren't you afraid that someone will come to find you at night?"

When the wife of the village head heard this, she immediately fell silent.

Guo Lizheng was looking at the blueprint in his hand, his heart full of curiosity. There were many furniture that Guo Xin wanted to make that he had never seen before, such as the toilet that could be sat on, the stool with adjustable height and tilt angle, and so on.

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"Aunt Liu!"

As soon as I walked into the workshop, I was overwhelmed by the heat, which was completely different from the cold day outside.

The workers inside were only wearing thin summer shirts, and they were sweating, their faces red from the heat from the firewood.

Aunt Liu, who was sitting on a chair cutting taro slices, heard someone calling her. She squinted her eyes and looked in the direction of the voice and said, "Guo Xin?"

"It's me!" Guo Xin walked quickly to Aunt Liu.

"Oh, why are you here, kid? It's so hot." Aunt Liu looked at Guo Xin in front of her and said with concern.

"I came here to tell you something. Didn't Madam Guo go to the town to help some time ago? I plan to slowly hand over the business in the town to her, but she has to give me 10% of the money in the future."

When Aunt Liu heard this, she waved her hand and said, "It's just this matter. She told me a long time ago. You don't have to go so far to tell me. It's so cold this day."

Guo Xin smiled again and said, "I'm just telling you this by the way. I mainly want to tell you something else. I plan to add two new foods to the workshop, called taro balls and tapioca. These are made from cassava starch."

Because these two things were very novel and no one in the village had ever heard of them, Guo Xin taught Aunt Liu in detail how to make them.

"If we add more food, there might not be enough people in this small workshop, right?" Aunt Liu asked, looking at the complicated methods.

"If we sell more in the future, it will not be enough, but I have just started making these foods. So I thought of assigning two people in the workshop to make taro balls and tapioca pearls, and the others will continue to make taro chips. If we are really short of manpower in the future, we can add more people."

Aunt Liu felt that it was not enough. If two people were assigned to do other things, the remaining people would be exhausted. However, Guo Xin was her employer, so she couldn't say much.

But as the manager of the workshop, she also wanted to make plans for the future in case there was too much work to handle, so she asked, "Who do you plan to invite if there are too many candidates? Will you invite your uncle's family?"