Divorcing your wife might feel good for a moment, but seeing me make money will make you regret it f

Da Ya felt aggrieved, but considering that Xu Jian had not yet formally proposed to her, she decided to pretend she didn't know anything for the time being.

Hmph, once she marries into the Xu family, she'll kick out all these people who look down on her!

Daya, having imagined herself to be happy, stopped being angry and went off to work cheerfully.

Time flies by.

On the day Xu Jian proposed marriage.

Since Hui Niang had no relatives, when the Qian family found out, Doctor Qian also felt sorry for her plight.

He volunteered to act as Hui Niang's grandfather.

On the day of the betrothal, Doctor Qian arrived at the Xu family early to help.

The matchmaker spoke a string of celebratory words, followed by two servants, and carried the betrothal gifts in a grand procession, accompanied by music and fanfare, into the Xu family home.

The villagers followed behind, saying suspiciously, "Huh, why are they carrying it to the Xu family's house?"

"Shouldn't it be carried to Daya's house?"

Aunt Chen also saw the matchmaker carrying the betrothal gifts, but he didn't enter her house.

Hearing the villagers' questions, she retorted loudly, "Qing'er might need some more, what's the rush?"

Upon reflection, everyone agreed that it made sense.

The villagers, who had offended Xu Qing and were unable to work in the workshop or receive sweet potatoes, began to have their own thoughts about Chen Ershen becoming Xu Jian's mother-in-law.

He ran up to Aunt Chen and kept flattering her, telling her that if she became successful, she should never forget her fellow villagers.

Surrounded by everyone like stars around the moon, Aunt Chen was quite pleased and left with the words, "We'll talk about it later."

He arrogantly left everyone behind and went home to wait for Xu Jian to come to his door.

As for the Xu family, Hui Niang looked at the betrothal gifts before her and waved her hands repeatedly:

“There are too many, little sister, Brother Xu, Aunt Wen. We can just go through the motions.”

Xu Qing: "This is my older brother's private savings. He wants to give it to you, so just keep it."

Although Wen felt awkward, she was generally satisfied with Hui Niang.

"Keep it. After you get married, you're not single anymore, and there are many more expenses. Men tend to spend money extravagantly, so I don't mind you managing it."

Hui Niang looked at Xu Jian one last time, and Xu Jian returned her a firm look.

Hui Niang blushed and accepted it.

After the meal, Xu Jian drove the oxcart to take Doctor Qian and the matchmaker home together.

Aunt Chen waited at home all morning, but neither the matchmaker nor Xu Jian came to her door.

She grew increasingly anxious as she waited, constantly peering towards Xu Jian's house from the doorway.

Unexpectedly, Xu Jian saw that he had already seen the matchmakers off.

Many villagers along the way witnessed this scene and realized that Xu Jianding's child was probably not Daya.

One afternoon, Aunt Chen became the unspoken joke in the village.

Da Ya also found out what happened during the day, and she didn't dare to go home after work that night.

She kept dawdling on the road, hoping to get home slowly.

She felt flustered, thinking about how to deal with her parents' questions when she got home, without noticing that someone was squatting in the weeds by the roadside.

As she approached, the shadowy figure quickly covered her mouth and dragged Daya deeper into the bushes.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Daya struggled, her hand tightly gripping her mouth.

But the shadowy figure's hand covering her mouth remained motionless, and even increased in strength.

Daya felt the air in her chest getting thinner and thinner, and she fainted because she couldn't breathe properly.

When she woke up again, she looked around and found it very familiar; it was Xu Wulai's house.

……

After Zhao Da hired workers, the renovation of the restaurant's toilets progressed much faster, and the excavation of the wasteland also proceeded at a rapid pace.

Xu Qing asked the one-armed beggar to build a thatched house next door and moved some of the children from the Taoist temple there.

The one-armed beggar also had it quickly built, and he called over some little ones and severely disabled people.

He specifically told the children that it was Xu Qing who had helped them, and they were very grateful, seeing the people clearing the land picking up stones.

They also spontaneously went to help; some planted sweet potatoes, some pulled weeds, and some picked up stones into a pile and then carried them to a place where they wouldn't block the road.

Zuifenglou was the first to be renovated, and the first group of guests who used the squat toilets were amazed.

Having experienced the convenience and hygiene of squat toilets, I hope that my own home can also have such a toilet.

Xu Qing's squat toilets were in high demand and short supply. The fire in the earthen kiln was burning non-stop every day. As soon as they were made, they had to be transported to the town to be delivered.

The villagers built their own toilets, which took a little longer, but they were completed one after another.

Lately, when people meet, they talk about whether the sweet potatoes in the fields have been planted yet, how convenient the toilet is, and how Aunt Chen's boast about marrying into the Xu family was exposed.

In the middle of the month, Xu Qing put the sales ledger of squat toilets from the past two weeks, as well as the county magistrate's share of the profits, into his pocket and went to the yamen.

In the county magistrate's office.

The magistrate's eyes widened as he looked at the account books presented by Xu Qing.

1000 earthenware squat toilets were sold, 1000 glazed squat toilets were sold, and even 100 zodiac-themed custom-made squat toilets were sold.

"Could it be that every household in Datong Town is now using squat toilets? It's only been half a month."

Xu Qing shook his head: "Not yet. There are more than a dozen villages in Datong Town, and currently only one-third of the villages have adopted squat toilets."

It should be spread throughout all the villages under the jurisdiction of Datong Town in about a month. I'm here today to deliver the account books and dividends to the adults.

The total profit was 420 taels, and Xu Qing handed 126 taels of silver to the county magistrate.

Actually, when you really think about it, squat toilets don't even make as much money as milk tea, but Xu Qing thinks it's very necessary to popularize squat toilets.

The county magistrate was still somewhat incredulous that he had earned more than a hundred taels of silver in just half a month.

His monthly salary was only a few taels, and even though he owned some businesses, he didn't earn that much.

Furthermore, he did not want to accept bribes, so he was not exactly wealthy.

The magistrate's smile grew even more amiable; he had only sent out a carpenter, yet he had reaped so much.

"Madam Xu..."

"boom!"

The office door was kicked open forcefully, interrupting the magistrate's words.

"Don't you know I'm talking to Madam Xu? Which blind bastard are you? Get out of here right now!"

The magistrate roared without even looking up.

He was met with a cold laugh: "Madam Xu, you're calling me that so affectionately."

What are you talking about that requires a private conversation? Hmm? You're not doing anything shady, are you?

The magistrate looked up and saw his wife standing at the door, glaring at him with a frosty expression.

"Madam, what nonsense are you spouting?"

"Ha, I wonder which of my statements is nonsense? I've always spoken the truth."

Xu Qing stood up and respectfully bowed, saying:

"This humble woman greets the magistrate's wife. I came today to deliver account books and silver to you, sir. Now that I have finished, I will take my leave."

Xu Qing walked towards the door, but the county magistrate's wife extended her well-maintained hand and stopped him, saying:

"Wait, did I give you permission to leave? You think you can just leave whenever you want? Do you even respect me?"

Or are you saying that you only have eyes for the magistrate, and not for me, the magistrate's wife!