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

A middle-aged man riding a fast horse caught up from behind!

"Manager He?"

Upon seeing who it was, Jia An was first taken aback, then a look of joy appeared on his face.

This middle-aged man was someone Jia An had dealt with before; he was He Yuanchang, the owner of the brick kiln.

The bricks and tiles in Jia An's house were bought from He Yuanchang.

"Manager He! You've come at the right time! I've caught the thief for you!" Jia An hurriedly stepped forward and said.

"What? Someone dares to steal bricks? Who is it? Where is it?"

He Yuanchang's face darkened!

In the entire Yilan County, and the surrounding villages, he was the only one with a brick kiln. He had been operating for so long, and no one dared to steal his bricks and tiles!

Someone once sneaked into the dark in the middle of the night to steal twenty tiles from him, and ended up having his hand broken!

"Manager He! Don't worry! I've already caught this thief for you!" Jia An said calmly, pointing towards the carriage. "He's in the carriage!"

"A carriage?" He Yuanchang looked puzzled.

Jia Daoshi bought three truckloads of bricks and tiles from him, so he must be a big customer!

Moreover, according to Jia Daoshi, he will buy more next spring!

This forced him to take it seriously. After dealing with some trivial matters at the brick kiln, he hurried over to help Jia Daoshi unload the bricks!

Who would have thought that we would encounter such a thing as soon as we arrived?

“That’s right! It’s a disgrace to our Jiajia Village!” Jia An shook his head. “I never expected that the people in our village would be so bold as to steal bricks by the cartload! They not only stole the bricks and tiles, but they even stole the carriage!”

In Jia An's opinion, Jia Daoshi was definitely doomed this time!

Someone once had their hand broken for stealing just twenty roof tiles!

This time, Jia Daoshi stole three oxcarts and a horse-drawn carriage. Wouldn't He Yuanchang skin Jia Daoshi alive?

He Yuanchang: "..."

"Manager He, you don't need to give me face. Just do what needs to be done!" Jia An continued.

He Yuanchang looked at Jia An with the kind of look one would give an idiot: "Jia An, what are you talking about? How could Jia Daoshi be a thief! These three cartloads of bricks and tiles were bought by him!"

"Besides, he's much more generous than you! I remember last time you bought bricks and tiles from me, you still owed me three taels of silver! But he paid me the full amount all at once!"

Jia An: "..."

He was momentarily stunned by what he heard!

"Bought...bought? Not stolen?"

Jia Yan and a group of villagers were completely dumbfounded!

Three whole oxcarts were filled to the brim with cargo, creating a small mountain!

Moreover, they are made of the finest blue bricks and black tiles!

Some even have carvings on them!

These are bricks and tiles that only wealthy families from the surrounding area or bigwigs in Yilan County, like Su Boyong, the owner of Su's Cloth Shop, could afford!

Carved tiles are twice as expensive as ordinary ones!

Now Jia Daoshi has not only actually bought bricks and tiles, but he has actually bought three whole truckloads!

Those who were just saying that Jia Daoshi had run away and they were too ashamed to show their faces all fell silent!

Jia An, in particular, had a face that turned pale and then red, wishing he could disappear into the ground!

He spent a total of sixty-three taels of silver to buy bricks and tiles from the brick kiln!

When it came time to settle the bill, there was still a shortfall of three taels of silver. After much pleading, He Yuanchang was finally persuaded to waive the debt!

That left me with an enormous favor to do!

But now, Jia Daoshi has actually given the full amount of money in one go!

Who would dare say he doesn't make money?

This is a huge profit!

"Jia An, if you have nothing to do, go cool off somewhere else. Why are you making such a fuss?" Jia Quan finally vented his frustration, pushed through the crowd, and blew a puff of smoke at Jia An.

If anyone in the village scoffed at the words of the old immortal of Ziyue Temple, it would definitely be Jia Quan.

"So, where have you been all day instead of selling fish? Turns out you went to buy bricks and tiles!"

"Uncle, I'm sorry to have worried you."

Jia Daoshi jumped out of the car.

Jia Hu rushed up as well, his strong, ox-like body pushing Jia An aside, who fell to the ground with a thud.

"Brother Daoshi! I beat up all those people who were talking bad about you!"

Jia Hu chuckled.

"Good! Well done! I'll give you an extra chicken leg for dinner!"

"Chicken leg! Chicken leg! Chicken leg! I want a chicken leg!"

Jia Hu happily pounded his chest!

Those muscles were terrifying!

Jia Daoshi laughed heartily, showing no respect whatsoever to Jia Yan and Jia An.

Then, he turned to look at the carriage:

"A-Jiu! Come here!"

Murong Jiu's leg is still in the recovery stage, so she has to be careful when getting on and off the carriage.

“My lord, I can get down by myself.”

With so many eyes watching, Murong Jiu was easily embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll carry you."

Without saying a word, Jia Daoshi lifted Murong Jiu off the carriage.

"Oops!"

"Tsk..."

Some unmarried girls in the village, as well as some newly married women, all turned their heads away!

"This...this is far too frivolous and dissolute..."

However, why does Jia Daoshi's gesture of carrying his wife look so beautiful?

And look so cool and handsome!

Some married women also fantasize that their husbands can be this brave!

Jia Daoshi held Murong Jiu in his arms, preparing to put her down.

But when he looked down, he found that Murong Jiu's face was as red as a ripe apple!

His face was buried deep in his eyes; he didn't dare to look up at all!

My body was tense and stiff!

Seeing this, Jia Daoshi smiled bitterly to himself.

Such an ordinary action, in the context of the Great Jing Dynasty, would indeed be considered somewhat cynical and shocking.

Got it!

Since that's the case, I might as well take this young wife home!

"My lord! You...you're so bad!"

As soon as Murong Jiu entered the house, she hid in the kitchen.

"It's getting late, I'll cook dinner!"

That girl probably won't be coming out tonight.

Jia Daoshi didn't take it to heart. After all, there were still a lot of things to deal with outside, so it was good to let her prepare dinner early.

Meanwhile, it was still chaotic outside, with many people circling around the oxcart, chattering and gossiping incessantly.

As for Jia An, he had already taken advantage of the chaos to sneak home.

Jia Yan, however, did not go far; he was still somewhat unwilling.

It's true that Jia Daoshi is back; his ability to make money is his own doing!

But with so many people in the village, can he really lead them all to make money?

Jia Yan wasn't the only one with this idea; Jia An felt the same way!

After returning home, Jia An did not go into his room immediately. Instead, he hid under the courtyard wall, listening intently to the sounds outside.

At this moment, as Jia Daoshi looked at the villagers gathered around his door, especially Hong Min and the others who had surrounded him yesterday, an idea popped into his mind.