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

"Uncle, Aunt!"

Before Di Qinglin even reached the courtyard gate, he could already sense the gunpowder in the air.

"Qinglin is here! Come in quickly, what's the matter?"

Jia Quan smiled broadly when he saw Di Qinglin.

Although this girl has poor eyesight, everyone has seen her performance over the past year!

Not only is he hardworking and resilient, but he also has excellent martial arts skills!

Girls like this are hard to find even with a lantern!

This Jia Daoshi is just too outrageous!

Therefore, although Jia Quan greeted Di Qinglin with a smile, his face darkened as soon as he saw Jia Daoshi!

"Jia Daoshi, what are you doing here, kid?" Jia Quan asked with a look of disgust. "If you want to borrow money, I don't have any!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than the burly young man, who looked like a bear, saw Jia Daoshi and burst into laughter, rushing over: "Hehe! Jia Daoshi! Come and play with me! I want to play dice! Play dice! The loser is the turtle!"

Jia Daoshi: "..."

This big guy doesn't seem to be very bright.

And judging from his appearance, it was his cousin?

"Play! I'll let you play! Get the hell home!"

When Jia Quan saw that his stupid son wanted to play dice with Jia Daoshi, he was so angry that he flew into a rage and kicked the big, stupid guy's butt twice!

"Dad! Don't kick me! Don't kick me! I don't want to play anymore! I don't want to play anymore!"

The big guy was in pain and hurriedly hid behind Di Qinglin.

Jia Quan's kick was aimed directly at Di Qinglin, who was caught off guard. Jia Daoshi stepped forward and gently deflected the kick.

"Uncle, let's talk this out. Besides, I didn't come here just for fun!" Jia Daoshi said with a forced smile.

"Hmph!" Seeing how easily this good-for-nothing had deflected his kick, Jia Quan was somewhat surprised.

"Then tell me, what are you doing here?"

“Uncle, we…we have something to ask of you…” Di Qinglin said, forcing himself to speak.

“Well, Qinglin, just say what’s on your mind.” Jia Quan nodded. “But if it’s about taxes, then your uncle is powerless to help. You probably already know that a few days ago your uncle took advantage of a passing caravan and bought some iron ore, spending all the family’s savings. But this iron ore has too many impurities, and the farm tools and kitchen knives forged from it are all scrap.”

"The cleaver that Li Zheng bought from me yesterday broke while he was cutting vegetables!"

"This time, not only will your family be unable to pay the poll tax, but my son and I may also be arrested and assigned to the frontier!"

Hearing Jia Quan say this, and looking at his aunt with a worried expression, Di Qinglin didn't know how to start the conversation.

Only the people of Jiajia Village know about this now, because news travels very slowly in this era.

But if word of this gets to the surrounding villages, Jia Quan's blacksmith shop will have to close down.

Once your reputation is ruined, it becomes extremely difficult to salvage it later.

Jia Daoshi's gaze fell on a pile of iron ore beside him, a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Uncle, are you talking about those stones?"

"Hmm," Jia Quan responded listlessly.

"Spin the top! Jia Daoshi! Let's spin the top!" When the big guy saw Jia Daoshi and the others looking at the iron ore, he immediately grinned and grabbed Jia Daoshi, rushing towards the iron ore.

"Fuck!"

Jia Daoshi was pulled by this tremendous force and almost fell over!

This kid is incredibly strong!

Are people in this era really that strong?

In front of Jia Daoshi, the big guy grabbed a piece of iron ore with both hands and spun it around on the ground.

"Big spinning top! Big spinning top!"

Jia Daoshi glanced at the iron ore a few times, then suddenly said, "Uncle, this iron ore looks quite good. How about I help you forge it?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Quan was first taken aback, then frowned and said, "Jia Daoshi! What do you know! Get lost if you have nothing to say! Don't make fun of me here!"

This kid is obviously up to no good and wants to scam money from me!

Having dealt with iron ore for half his life, how could he not tell the quality of these iron ores?

When Jia Daoshi retired from the army, he worked in a local steel plant for two years. Later, he started from scratch and established a machinery and hardware factory and a chemical plant. His knowledge in that era was far beyond what people in the Great Jing Dynasty could compare with!

Although these iron ore ...

"No, Uncle, since you're out of options anyway, why don't you let me try? Maybe it'll work!" Jia Daoshi said with a smile.

"Ridiculous! Give it to you? I'd rather throw all this iron ore into the river than give it to you!" Jia Quan retorted.

Jia Daoshi: "..."

"Wait!" Just then, Tie Lan exclaimed anxiously, "I'm telling you, sir, he said he has a way, why don't we let him try? Are we really going to throw away all this iron ore? It's all money!"

Tielan is the name of Jia Daoshi's aunt.

“What do you know, you’re just a woman!” Jia Quan’s face remained dark.

“Yes! I didn’t know any better! That’s why I was cheated by those damned traveling merchants! You two can just wait to be sent to the army! To fight those cannibalistic Tartars! Anyway, I don’t want to live anymore, so do whatever you want with me! I’m suffering so much…”

As Tielan spoke, she burst into tears, her nose and eyes snot streaming down her face.

After Tie Lan's outburst, Jia Quan's face darkened even further. He could only take a deep drag on his cigarette, nearly choking himself to death...

Over the years, the Great Jing Dynasty and the northern tribes have been at war for years, and that's how the male population has been depleted.

They must have all died on the grasslands and become food for those vultures!

If he had a choice, he wouldn't want to go to the frontier either. Besides, his son isn't very bright, so he'd definitely be cannon fodder if he went!

After hesitating for a while, Jia Quan finally looked at Di Qinglin and asked, "Qinglin, can we believe what you're saying?"

This puts the pressure on Di Qinglin.

Di Qinglin was stunned for a moment, then she subconsciously looked at Jia Daoshi.

Jia Daoshi nodded to her.

“Um…” Di Qinglin hesitated for a moment, then, considering their current situation, immediately said, “Uncle, Daoshi… is indeed different from before. He has received guidance from a high-ranking monk from the Western Regions…”

God's guidance.

Jia Daoshi secretly gave Di Qinglin a thumbs up.

"Oh? Is that so?" Jia Quan was taken aback. "I've never heard of any high-ranking monks appearing in the village."

"Uncle, truly accomplished people appear and disappear without a trace; only those with extraordinary opportunities can encounter them." Jia Daoshi said earnestly, "Uncle, Aunt, you must believe me!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Quan sighed helplessly, "Alright, let's give it a try."