The government was sending out wives, and I ended up with a princess from the previous dynasty!

Murong Jiu stared blankly at the silver coins on the table.

Murong Jiu now acts like a little money-grubber.

"Jia Daoshi, you're really something! You came back with all this money after only a short time out. You didn't steal it, did you?" Di Qinglin asked incredulously.

Think about how hard she has worked these past two years; she's worked herself to the bone but hasn't earned many coins.

Look at Jia Daoshi now. In just a few days, he has changed houses, bought carriages, and can even make dozens of taels of silver just by going out for a walk!

This made her suspicious of where the money came from.

"Sister Qinglin, don't say that. Our young master is very good at making money. What's a few dozen taels?" Murong Jiu seemed to have returned to her carefree princess life in the past. She held a string of candied hawthorns in her hand, sat on the chair next to her, swung her feet, and looked very content.

"It smells so good! I can smell meat and bones! Do-sik-hyung! I want meat! I want meat!"

Jia Hu's nose is like a dog's; he can find his way by following the scent.

Since moving into the manor, without any outside interference, Di Qinglin has been making Jia Hu practice martial arts in the back courtyard. This silly boy has shown extraordinary talent in martial arts, performing a set of Mighty Tiger-Taming Fist with great skill.

However, this led to a surge in food intake.

Jia Daoshi hadn't expected this kid to be such a big eater, able to eat a whole pot of rice in one meal.

So when he returned, he bought another bushel of rice.

In the Great Jing Dynasty, one stone weighed sixty kilograms. If Jia Daoshi hadn't practiced the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, he might not have been able to retrieve it!

Soon, the four of them sat around the table and began to eat their dinner.

Di Qinglin was still worried: "Jia Daoshi, tell us honestly, where did all this money come from?"

Di Qinglin had previously considered doing things like robbing the rich to help the poor.

However, she had too many concerns, so she never made a move.

Now that Jia Daoshi has mastered the Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, it's not impossible for him to break the law with his martial arts skills, given his past character.

Seeing Di Qinglin's somewhat suspicious gaze, Jia Daoshi was speechless: "What kind of look is that? This money is my wages! I went to Yilan County today and got a job as a teacher for a big shot. The monthly salary is thirty taels, and this is paid in advance."

"Really? So extravagant, who is this person?" Di Qinglin was somewhat incredulous.

Jia Daoshi shrugged: "Well, I don't know either. I only know that the other party was originally a master and disciple. They asked me to go so that I could accompany the little disciple in his studies."

"Besides, you've already got the money and spent it, so you can relax and eat and drink as you please. It's definitely from a legitimate source."

“That’s not bad.” Di Qinglin nodded.

"Also, the cooperation with Xuanhuahao is definitely not going to last, so I plan to take advantage of this gap to do another profitable business," Jia Daoshi said.

"What kind of business?" Murong Jiu became interested when the topic of making money came up.

Murong Jiu is now a money-grubber.

"My plan is to write a book and see if I can make some money from it," Jia Daoshi said.

In recent days, through his observations, he discovered that the flow of people in Yilan County is indeed very large, especially business travelers and people from all walks of life!

It is no exaggeration to say that this place is a transportation hub in the southern part of Dajing!

No wonder the Ninth Prince and the Zhenbei King of the Great Xia Dynasty are both from such a small county town.

"What? Writing a book? Really?"

Di Qinglin and Murong Jiu looked at each other in bewilderment.

They never expected that Jia Daoshi would choose such a business.

They originally thought that Jia Daoshi would come up with some delicious food to sell, but who knew he would write a book!

You can make money from this?

Putting aside whether Jia Daoshi was even capable of writing, the whole thing itself is absurd.

In the current Great Jing Dynasty, there are no printing houses in the private sector. The books circulating in academies and among the people are all printed in the capital by official government agencies. This is mainly to provide teaching materials for academies and is a form of government support; it does not generate revenue itself.

As for the folk tales, legends, and accounts of human affairs that circulate among the people, they are all handwritten copies, written word by word by human hands.

This method is too labor-intensive and slow, so it doesn't earn much money at all.

In other words, some people take shortcuts, like writing erotic poems, which can earn them a little money.

Jia Daoshi had this idea simply because he wanted to give it a try. After all, before he transmigrated, he was a huge fan of novels.

He did not offer much explanation for the two women's questions.

the next day.

Snow stopped.

The sun was shining, and the weather was lovely.

Jia Daoshi got up and went to the Shen residence.

At the same time, Jia Daoshi's good student was already waiting at his door.

Dressed in a black outfit, she exudes both heroic spirit and a fresh, delicate charm, like a newly blossoming flower petal.

A small table was placed in front of him, and a pot of wine was on the table.

The most eye-catching thing was a black iron silver spear standing next to her!

The sheer murderous aura emanating from the gun alone is enough to send chills down your spine!

The Prince of Zhenbei of the Great Xia Dynasty was originally a man of extraordinary bearing!

This mysterious Shen Mansion has always been a source of great curiosity.

Today, it was a rare sight to see the head of the Shen family appear, sitting at his own doorstep drinking and eating meat, which inevitably attracted many curious glances.

Because the Prince of Zhenbei was so exceptionally handsome, the surrounding traffic was congested to some extent.

"Rouya, what time is it?"

"Your Majesty...Miss, it's almost 9 AM."

"Alright, that kid should be here soon!"

Shen Li took a sip of wine and said calmly.

Although she was curious about Jia Daoshi, it didn't mean she would approve of him.

Want to teach her about the Prince of Zhenbei? No way!

It doesn't matter who comes!

In her words, she only had one master in the world, and that was Xia Wanlian.

"Miss, I think that boy is quite shameless. You must not hold back later, lest he take advantage of you." This girl is also a rascal. She has learned a lot of unruly and spoiled habits from her master. Moreover, she always felt that Jia Daoshi was up to no good. He saw through her Qimen formation at a glance. How could he be an ordinary person?

That is to say, the lady herself was fooled by this boy in just a few words!

Besides, if this guy really enters the manor, not only will Shen Li need to study and write, but she, as his companion, will also be indispensable!

She hates reading and writing the most; it gives her a headache whenever she does them!

"Don't worry, I know all about these things without you having to tell me. If he dares to come, I'll make sure he suffers the consequences!" Shen Li said confidently.

"Yes! Yes!" Rouya exclaimed excitedly, "He's here! He's here! He's here!"