Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

Old Man Wang was also caught off guard by this sudden change. He could only watch his son go away. He thought it was all because he was useless. If he had been in better health and had more money, why would he let his son join the army?

He had been a soldier and knew how hard it was to be a soldier and how dangerous and ruthless the battlefield was. He did not ask his son to achieve great things, but only hoped that his son would return safely.

Old Man Wang calmed himself down and said to his little son who was still crying, "Don't cry. Your brother said that we have to go and see our benefactor. He has a sick sister, and we have to deliver this prescription to him."

That's how children's attention is diverted in an instant. "Are we going to meet Fatty Brother?" He covered his mouth as soon as he finished speaking.

"My brother said that I can't call my benefactor Fat Brother. I must remember this," Wang San muttered to himself. He thought, fortunately, fortunately my brother didn't hear it, otherwise he would blame him again.

With that, the father and son went out.

At the same time, similar scenes were happening in countless families due to conscription.

When Mrs. Tao from next door was returning home with her daughter Niuniu after buying groceries, she heard the neighbors talking about how Wang Er had been taken away by the government officials in the name of conscription.

Madam Tao, another conscription? Her husband had been forcibly conscripted to Nanjiang, and shortly thereafter, he was reported dead, his body never even brought back. She truly hated this military camp, hated war. She knew she shouldn't think this way, but she couldn't help it. When she thought of her husband leaving them, a widow and an orphan, she...

Madam Tao hurriedly asked an aunt who was speaking: "Since the Battle of Nanjiang, didn't the emperor issue a new rule that says you can pay money to replace someone and don't have to go?"

The aunt also said: "Those officials said yes, but they want this number..." As she said this, the aunt held up two fingers.

Madam Tao's heart sank, and she asked tentatively, "Two taels?"

The aunt shook her head, her voice filled with bitterness and helplessness, "No, it's two hundred taels."

Madam Tao couldn't help but gasp and repeated in amazement, "How can it be so much?" Two hundred taels! She would have to sell the two small courtyards where she lived to make up the total.

The aunt sighed bitterly, "With conscription every year, who would dare to give birth to a boy if this continues?"

In an inconspicuous corner, Liu Ermaizi, who had been watching the whole show, had a smug look on his face, thinking to himself, "Huh, that kid Wang Er is so blind that he keeps getting in front of his woman."

Biao San, Ah Fei looked at his elder brother with eyes full of admiration. Biao San, with a face full of flesh, said: "Brother Liu is really amazing. He even has connections with the government."

The skinny Ah Fei praised even more exaggeratedly: "Needless to say, our Liu Erge is different now than before. Everyone who walks on this street calls him Erge."

Being flattered by his two younger brothers, Liu Ermaizi felt as if he was floating in the air. After he finished the tasks assigned by Captain Han, he came to see Madam Tao when he had time...

On the other side, the Wang family father and son followed the address given by their son, asking as they walked, and happened to pass by a pastry shop with a rich aroma.

Little boy Wang San took a deep puff and said to Old Man Wang, "Dad, this pastry smells so good. It must be delicious."

Old Man Wang touched his youngest son's head and said, "Then let's go buy some." Old Man Wang thought that he might as well buy some when visiting his benefactor.

The two walked to the front of the shop. The counter for pastries was a bit high. "Daddy, hold me. I want to see it too. I want to see it too."

Little boy Wang San exclaimed in surprise: "Wow, what a beautiful pastry, this one looks like peach blossoms!!"

The female shopkeeper introduced with a smile: "What would you like to buy? We have rose cake, peach blossom cake, osmanthus cake, mung bean cake, cloud cake, water chestnut cake and many kinds of cakes. I will pack the one you want."

Old Man Wang looked at the exquisite cakes in front of him and couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He asked, "How much are these peach blossom cakes and osmanthus cakes?"

The female shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced the prices: "This peach blossom cake is three taels of silver per catty, and the osmanthus cake is two taels of silver per catty."

Old Man Wang was shocked. The cakes and pastries that these wealthy families often ate were so expensive! He remembered the only one or two taels of silver left in his pocket and asked hesitantly, "Is there anything cheaper?"

The shopkeeper still smiled and replied, "This mung bean cake is one ounce of silver per catty."

Old Man Wang heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he could still afford one of the cakes. Just as he was about to pay for the cake, an old woman in silk clothes suddenly pushed him and his son aside and said to the shopkeeper, "I want this mung bean cake."

The shopkeeper knew the old woman, who was the mother-in-law of County Magistrate Yang. So the shopkeeper looked at Old Man Wang with embarrassment, and finally had to pack up the last pound of mung bean cakes on the counter for the old woman, and then the old woman left proudly.

This person was none other than Song Xuanzhi's mother. Mother Song had bought the cakes to go look for her daughter. When she went back, she begged for money, and that bitch reluctantly gave her fifty taels.

This time she brought some things to the door, so she should give at least one hundred taels for the compensation. The whole family depends on her for food and drink.

Mother Song was very happy when she thought about getting the silver soon. Fortunately, she had foresight and used the silver to open up connections, so that she could send her beautiful daughter to the official's bed early. That's why she has such a good life now, unlike the poor father and son who were so stingy that they could not even afford a piece of cake worth of one or two taels of silver.

Old Man Wang didn't want to argue with a woman, so he asked again, "Boss, are there any cakes that can be bought for one or two taels of silver?"

The female shopkeeper said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, how about you buy half a pound of osmanthus cake."

Old Man Wang thought, it would be fine if he just ate it himself, but how could he possibly afford half a pound of pastries? He stood at the counter holding his son, not knowing what to do for a moment.

Two girls came from a distance. The plump girl in front ordered, "Shopkeeper Wan, give this uncle half a catty of peach blossom cake and half a catty of osmanthus cake, which will be worth one or two taels of silver."

"Okay, Miss," Shopkeeper Wan obediently packed the pastries immediately.

Old Man Wang waved his hands anxiously and said, "Girl, how do you do this?"

The eldest daughter, Zhong Qiaoer, explained: "It should be first come first served. It was our fault in handling it. You don't have to be polite, uncle."

She had just seen with her own eyes the woman pushing the uncle away, but she didn't see the woman's face.

After saying that, he took the maid into the shop.

The maid Qingshuang praised: "Miss, you have such a kind heart."

The eldest daughter, Zhong Qiaoer, had a chubby face and smiled, "Qingshuang, don't think that you don't have to work just because you praise your daughter."

Qingshuang had a bitter look on her face... She would rather clean the yard than stay in the kitchen making cakes... But her eldest daughter, the daughter of the county magistrate, had loved making all kinds of cakes since she was a child and had even opened this cake shop, so she had no choice but to sacrifice her life to accompany the young lady.