Divorced woman with child travels through time

Zhang Biao smiled calmly, "Really!"

The old man's grimy eyes lit up, and he eagerly took a few steps closer, rubbing his hands together. "Can I do it? I can do anything. Carrying loads, building walls, plastering, painting white—I'm good at all of these."

"It will be needed in the future, but for now we need to do other things, such as land reclamation."

The old man's eyes dimmed when he said no, but they lit up again when he mentioned land reclamation. "Anything is fine. My family has been farmers for generations. Just say the word and I'll go. I'm willing to pay less, as long as I can be provided with meals."

Zhang Biao thought the old man was alright and was about to ask him to bring his men when a burly man with his hands on his hips and shirtless, rubbing himself against the wall next to him approached.

His round face was covered in oily patches of black and white, I don't know what it was, and it didn't look very clean.

"Sir, I'm in charge of the population in this area. If you want to work, just let me know, and I'll get the people you need by tomorrow. What use are the old, weak, sick, and disabled people here?"

Zhang Biao took two steps back in disgust. "Don't come any closer, and shut up! Who are you to manage this area? Are you the head of the neighborhood?"

The round-faced, burly man chuckled and took two steps back, saying, "I'm not."

"What are you saying here?" Zhang Biao glared at him and pointed at the old man, saying, "Could you please go and call the shop owner out? I have something to arrange."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." The old man quickly left.

After being intimidated by Zhang Biao's display of official power, no one dared to approach him again.

Zhang Biao carefully observed the street and realized that Madam Chen was indeed very observant. There were over a thousand idle men along this street. In winter, when they were cold and hungry, who knew what trouble they might cause? Moreover, it seemed that there were even more unmarried idlers. How could this be? They must have moved in from outside the city.

"You! Come here, I have a question for you!" Taking advantage of the gap while waiting for others, Zhang Biao called over the round-faced, burly man and asked him. Sure enough, most of them came from remote rural areas.

“I really am from Big Stone Village. I have the official clerk from our village.” The round-faced man smiled, seemingly a little foolish but also honest. “These city people are too shrewd. Last time, they swindled all my money. After beating up a few vagrants, they all listened to me.”

The round-faced man pointed to the group behind him, which consisted mostly of thin, short people, including an old man.

Only then did Zhang Biao see a hint of sincerity in his expression. "Take some time to tidy yourself up. I'll arrange things for you."

"That's great, thank you very much, sir. I really have nowhere to wash myself. It's already good enough that I can buy some cheap food every day. Now that my money is almost gone, I don't know how I'm going to get through the winter." The round-faced man replied, his smile warmer and less shrewd.

Half an incense stick later, an older man, about fifty years old, came over leaning on a cane.

"Greetings, sir. I am the owner of Changqing West Ward. May I ask what brings you here, sir?" The old man's thin face was radiant with a gentle smile. His dry hair was neatly tied up, and even in his tattered clothes, his integrity was evident.

"Wait a moment, my wife has something to say!" Zhang Biao said politely, his bandit-like demeanor vanishing.

When Chen Wenfang saw people approaching, she got off the carriage. Sister-in-law Nie quickly followed and got off as well, looking around warily.

"I need to buy that piece of land, and the surrounding area, and everything behind it!" Chen Wenfang's appearance caused a stir, as it was rare for a distinguished person to come to such a place, especially a woman.

"This piece of land is unclaimed wasteland under the jurisdiction of the county government. If you have the documents, you can use it directly. That piece belongs to Magistrate Zhang and Ma Ying's family. You need their sales contract documents to use it." Although the old shopkeeper was surprised by the woman's boastful tone, he still kindly explained.

"Oh, that's not difficult. May I ask your surname, Master?" Chen Wenfang gave a slight bow.

"My surname is Wen. Greetings, sir!" The old man quickly stepped aside. This woman must be rich and noble; he couldn't accept such a greeting.

"Eee!" A sharp neighing of a horse rang out!

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Suddenly, a cry of alarm came from behind, followed by incessant shouts, curses, and the sound of whipping!

"Get out of my way! You lowly people!"

"Smack!" A child's urgent cry was heard, "Waaah~~~Mom!" The woman quickly picked up the child and narrowly avoided the danger!

Looking into the distance, Chen Wenfang and the others saw a carriage coming from the main street, heading straight for the crowd. It seemed that it would be right in front of them soon, and that none of them would be able to escape it!

"Madam, run!" Sister-in-law Nie was the first to realize what was happening and grabbed Chen Wenfang to run.

But the streets of Xifang were narrow, and both sides were lined with people; where could they hide?

Panic immediately erupted around them, with everyone shouting, "Run! Ranma's coming!"

"Ouch!" Some people who were sunbathing got up and went inside, closing the door in one swift motion.

Only those who were homeless and dared not trespass on private property could only flee in terror, huddled against the walls, eyes closed, trembling and waiting to die.

Chen Wenfang looked around and immediately realized that it was too narrow! No way! She couldn't run! The distance was too short! There were too many obstacles, and there was no way to retreat except to run forward. If the horse came over after she dismounted, she would trample more than one or two people to death!

In a moment of quick thinking, Chen Wenfang decided it was better to kill the horse beforehand; one dead horse was better than a whole bunch of them!

"Brother Zhang! Quick! You guys go forward! Spur the horses! Push the carriage over! If anyone dies, I'll take responsibility!"

Sister-in-law Nie was extremely anxious, pulling Chen Wenfang along, unsure of what to do. She was caught in a dilemma!

"Don't rush! If he dares to come any closer, we'll kill him!" At this moment, Chen Wenfang seemed to have gained endless courage. She stood firmly, lowered her stance, pulled up her long sleeves, and raised her hand towards the carriage that was getting closer and closer to them.

Chen Wenfang's composure inspired everyone. As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Biao, true to his reputation, showed no fear at all and went straight to the carriage. The guards beside him were not intimidated either and followed him as they rushed towards the carriage.

"What do you want? Get out of the way!" The bumpy ride had slowed the horse down a bit, and seeing that they didn't move aside but instead faced him directly, the white-clad youth on horseback shouted angrily.

In a fit of anger, he actually wanted to hit the horse again!

"You're asking for death!" Even faster than Zhang Biao was Chen Wenfang's flying crossbow, which went straight for the horse's eyes!

Chen Wenfang was always bothered by the fact that her crossbow had a short range of only about six or seven meters. She pestered Wang Erniu to make a special improvement for her, and now her crossbow can shoot nearly fifteen meters. Therefore, she needs to train harder.

Now is the perfect time to test the results of your training!

Chen Wenfang fired a second crossbow immediately after unleashing the first one!

The first crossbow bolt, because of the slightly greater distance, missed the horse's eye and instead pierced its neck.

The horse winced in pain! "Eee..." it let out a long neigh and raised its head, trying to shake off the flying crossbow!