She became a god

When Wen Xichun saw Li Zhengzheng again, she felt that he had changed a lot.

Even though Wen Xichun didn't have much contact with the villagers, her previous impression of Li Zhengzheng was that he was weak, easily bullied, and submissive.

This time when I met Li Zhengzheng, she not only took the initiative to talk to me, but her eyes were also very bright and her face was full of spirit.

Although she is still thin, she has gained a little weight and seems to be doing well.

Just then, the little panda suddenly spoke up, "She can wash clothes and gather firewood. Why don't we pay her to gather firewood and wash clothes? That would be a good deed."

Wen Xichun took another closer look at Li Zhengzheng. His clothes were worn but clean and tidy, at least cleaner than what she had washed herself.

The basket on his back and his hands were full of firewood; although the firewood was thin, there was enough of it.

So Wen Xichun said, "Ninety coins a month, sixty catties of firewood every month, and clothes washed once every ten days, are you willing?"

In Jiangguo, the market price of a pound of firewood is about one wen.

Washing clothes and gathering firewood were jobs Li Zhengzheng was used to doing. In the past, he did a lot of work, which was tiring and he was often scolded. Now he does less work and can still get paid. Why wouldn't Li Zhengzheng be willing to do that?

She immediately gave the firewood in the bamboo basket to Wen Xichun, saying, "Two catties of firewood for today."

Wen Xichun gave her thirty coins, saying, "This is your deposit for this month. We'll settle the accounts at the end of each month from now on."

"Okay! ^w^"

After Li Zhengzheng had walked away, the little panda praised, "Chun Chun, you're amazing! You saved a little girl who needed help!"

Wen Xichun raised an eyebrow. "If you hadn't taken me to find ginseng and lingzhi to sell for money, I wouldn't be so extravagant and wasteful."

To be precise, if it weren't for the red pandas, Wenxichun wouldn't have needed to hire anyone to do the work.

She never cared about the quality of life, but the little panda in the bamboo basket was lazy and picky, clearly used to a good life.

If it's not taken good care of, this little panda might escape one day.

The little panda couldn't fathom the convoluted thoughts running through Wen Xichun's mind, but Wen Xichun's reminder had made her curious. "Chun Chun, how long will the thousand taels we earn from selling medicinal herbs last?"

Initially, they intended to sell all the Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng.

However, the red panda is very sensitive to human micro-expressions. She noticed that the pharmacist was very excited when he heard about ginseng and lingzhi, so she changed her strategy and only bought one ginseng root and one lingzhi mushroom.

As the saying goes, things are valued for their rarity.

If you take out too much at once, even the most valuable items will lose their value.

Unless it's hard currency: spirit stones and gold and silver.

“If we stay in Xihe Village, a thousand taels will be enough for us to live on for a lifetime.”

The little panda was shocked. "Is a thousand taels of silver really that valuable?"

Wen Xichun nodded. "In Xihe Village, we should be the only family with a thousand taels of silver."

The little panda concluded, "So... we're now the richest people in Xihe Village?"

"correct."

The two of them chatted as they made their way home.

In the dilapidated temple, Li Zhengzheng prayed again, but this time, she prayed not to the heavens, but to the despairing, sunken ship of the gods.

"Revered God, despairing sunken ship, I will become your most faithful believer. When I gain wealth, I will surely build a temple for you."

Shen Zhou said calmly, "You have no relatives to rely on, so if you want to make a living, you must go out and find your own way. You just need to be as confident and upright as you are today, and good fortune will come your way, and your life will be full of hope."

"If you are determined to build a temple for me, then build a two-faced god, one side for despair and the other for hope."

Li Zhengzheng responded loudly, "I will definitely make the temples of the Empress spread throughout the world."

Chen Zhou smiled slightly, "We'll wait and see."

Who would have thought that the poorest little girl in the small village of Xihe would have the destiny of a high priest?

Beings with the destiny of a high priest are rare. Before Ragnarok, every being with the destiny of a high priest will become a high priest of a certain god.

A god who has many high priests among his followers is envied by other gods.

But with the arrival of Ragnarok, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was depleted, the faith in the gods declined, and there were even fewer beings destined to be high priests.

Since fate brought her to Li Zhengzheng, Shen Zhou naturally wouldn't miss out on this promising talent.

Although she doesn't need the blessing of faith, the power of faith is excellent for crafting treasures or bestowing upon subordinates.

Furthermore, Chen Zhou was quite curious about how the gods in the Thirty-Three Heavens would react when they saw their own temples scattered throughout the Yunying Continent.

It’s interesting to think about it.

The sunken boat was overjoyed, but the light boat was saddened.

Because she discovered that her jasmine honeydew was almost finished.

For now, the red panda can only drink honey water!

The little panda looks aggrieved.

The little panda didn't want to make herself suffer, so she discussed it with Wen Xichun, "Chun Chun, how about we go to town for lunch every day?"

Go to town to drink all kinds of beverages and eat all kinds of snacks, hehe!

Thinking about this, the little panda felt a little guilty.

It wasn't that she disliked Wen Xichun's cooking, but she always felt she should eat more delicious food.

Hey!

Maybe it's because I, Zhouzhou, am a little panda who can't bear to suffer even the slightest injustice!

Wen Xichun didn't care at all; in fact, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She never liked cooking, but Little Panda was very picky about food.

Anyway, they had a thousand taels of silver, two hundred-year-old ginseng roots, and four hundred-year-old lingzhi mushrooms, so they weren't short of money.

Not to mention eating lunch in town, we could eat every meal in town without any problem.

After eating in town for several days, Wen Xichun decided to buy a horse-drawn carriage.

You get what you pay for; a mule cart is still not as fast, stable, or comfortable as a horse-drawn carriage.

The red panda raised both paws in agreement.

Horses and mules both need to eat grass, so at the suggestion of the little panda, Wen Xichun simply asked Li Zhengzheng to arrange for someone to cut grass to feed the horses and mules.

Most of the girls in the village have a lot of work to do, but they don't have any money.

They would steal a little time each day to cut grass, and each of them could save up about ten coins a month.

Furthermore, given Wen Xichun's notorious reputation, unless the girls themselves said so, who would guess that Wen Xichun would pay them for their labor?

Unaware adults thought the girls were doing small favors to please Wen Xichun out of fear of this wretch. Little did they know that the girls they considered worthless were secretly accumulating a fortune of their own.

Whenever Wen Xichun was amused by the little panda's unintentional childlike words, she would generously share some of the meat that the girls couldn't finish.

It might be a few pounds of pork, a pheasant, a grass carp, or a wild rabbit.

Back then, the girls would gather at the dilapidated temple and, under Li Zhengzheng's direction, cook a big meal together.

The ten coins a month and the occasional lavish meals are the unique secrets and happiness of the girls in Xihe Village.