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

This is the third day that Jia Daoshi has been selling grilled fish!

This time, it took significantly longer to sell the fish!

However, Murong Jiu was still very happy: "My lord, we sold out all 520 grilled fish today! That's amazing!"

Di Qinglin shook his head: "If I had known, I would have brought the ten fish from home to sell as well. I've lost out on some money."

Jia Hu didn't come today. His uncle, Jia Quan, received an order to make ten iron plowshares, and the silly boy had to stay home to help.

With fewer people and more fish, Murong Jiu and Di Qinglin Jiu were quite busy, especially the delicate and frail Murong Jiu, whose forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Di Qinglin nodded as well.

Jia Daoshi kept about ten fish, marinated them with salt and peppercorns, saying he was making castrated fish, and they tasted very good.

Di Qinglin truly didn't understand food.

Before last year, all she knew was martial arts, wielding knives and sticks!

Murong Jiu was a princess, so she didn't understand.

Jia Daoshi smiled upon hearing this and said nothing more.

Di Qinglin glanced at the sky and continued, "It's still noon. We can go back after lunch. Uncle is busy today, so we'll probably have to catch the fish ourselves. If we can sell more than 500 fish today, we can add another 200 tomorrow!"

"No."

Jia Daoshi immediately shook his head.

"Why not? Two hundred more would mean more profit, wouldn't it?" Di Qinglin asked.

"Look at all this, my wife is sweating buckets after selling so much. I'm worried she'll tire out our Ah Jiu!" Jia Daoshi said with a smile.

Murong Jiu herself is not very strong, and her leg injury is still in the recovery stage, so she really cannot overexert herself.

"Hmph! I'm not tired at all!" Murong Jiu's face turned bright red after being teased by Jia Daoshi again.

“Listen to me, if your foot gets hurt again, we’ll have to spend even more money on treatment than before,” Jia Daoshi said earnestly.

As expected, Murong Jiu immediately compromised upon hearing Jia Daoshi's words.

"That's right, we can earn the money slowly, there's no rush. The important thing is to stay healthy!"

Life in ancient times moved at a very slow pace. With the money he's earned now, he could live for a year or two without doing anything but eating, sleeping, and having fun.

If you can have such a leisurely life, why work so hard?

Actually, selling two hundred more fish wouldn't be that tiring.

However, Jia Daoshi had already realized that selling too much was not a good thing.

The speed at which grilled fish is sold is getting slower and slower.

This shows that people in the county town have lost interest in grilled fish.

Besides, who knows, there might be a second grilled fish vendor tomorrow.

After all, this line of work doesn't require any technical skills.

……

We left the city after lunch as usual.

After leaving the county town, the three went to a nearby brick kiln.

The roof needs repairing, and some damaged walls also need to be patched up.

In ancient times, walls were mostly made of stone and earth, with wood used for enclosure. Only wealthy families could afford to use blue bricks.

As for the roof tiles, replacing them all would require a considerable number.

With heavy snow about to close the mountain passes, he had to come and inquire about the prices of roof tiles and bricks!

After consulting with the brick kiln, Jia Daoshi took his two young wives home.

“My lord, we should buy the roof tiles here, but I don’t think we need to use blue bricks for the walls,” Murong Jiu said.

I just asked about the price, but she didn't understand what I said, and she didn't understand how the quantity was calculated or anything like that.

But she understood the final price: twenty taels for the blue bricks and seventy taels for the tiles!

That adds up to ninety taels!

They emptied their savings in one fell swoop!

Jia Daoshi was also deeply moved.

It's clear that of the four basic necessities of life—clothing, food, housing, and transportation—housing is definitely the most expensive.

This commonality transcends time and space!

If it were just selling fish, at the current daily income, it would take more than a month to sell them all, and that would have to be done every single day without a break!

Not to mention the common people whose monthly income is only a few dozen or even a dozen coins!

Ordinary people mostly make a living by farming, so where would they get so much money?

Although the price was high, Jia Daoshi knew that this money couldn't be saved!

If you want a comfortable living environment in the Great Jing Dynasty, you have to spend these kinds of money!

And it's urgent!

Because nobody knows when the next heavy snowfall will arrive!

With the heavy snow, the mountain roads are impassable, so we have to stay at home!

After this winter, he'll have to think of other ways to make money.

……

As they walked back, about two hundred meters from Jiajia Village, Murong Jiu saw that the large camphor tree was still crowded with people.

It was pitch black.

Seeing this, Jia Daoshi frowned slightly.

Living in a village, the most troublesome place is the village entrance.

You'll feel like you're invisible whenever you walk through here!

Everything is exposed; there's no privacy at all!

Even Murong Jiu and Di Qinglin looked somewhat nervous.

“My lord, I think we should bypass the village and enter from the back entrance.”

Murong Jiu didn't want the attention.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Jia Daoshi thought that Murong Jiu was afraid of being harassed by people like Jia Erdan.

In fact, Murong Jiu and Di Qinglin were afraid of their identities being exposed.

After all, their family has been too high-profile lately.

"No, I'm just worried that you'll be targeted..." Murong Jiu said softly.

Yesterday, when she and Di Qinglin were washing vegetables behind the house, they overheard some gossip coming from Jia An's house next door, all of which were bad things about Jia Daoshi.

"What's there to be afraid of? I'm not afraid of them at all!" Jia Daoshi didn't care at all.

However, this also warmed his heart.

In the past, they wouldn't have cared whether he lived or died.

But now, he could hear care and affection in the words of these two women.

Although Di Qinglin's face remained cold, it had already moved Jia Daoshi.

It seems that my efforts over the past two days have not been in vain.

“The villagers know nothing and just gossip. If anyone dares to talk nonsense, I’ll beat them up! If they don’t listen, I’ll shoot them with arrows!” Di Qinglin’s voice was icy cold.

Jia Daoshi: "..."

This woman was as assertive and fierce as ever.

In fact, Di Qinglin's temper was always like this. However, the change in Jia Daoshi's temper over the past two days, along with the confirmation of his status as the Chosen One, shocked her so much that she had two nights of intimate relations with him.

However, after realizing what had happened, Di Qinglin's attitude underwent a subtle change.

Although she was captivated by that feeling, she knew that now was not the time to talk about love!

Men will only affect the speed at which she draws her sword!

"Qinglin, why are you, a girl, always so fierce?" Jia Daoshi said, feigning seriousness.

"Hmph!" Di Qinglin remained defiant. "Because I believe that, no matter what, might makes right!"

Jia Daoshi: "..."