The Transmigrated Farm Girl's Journey to Wealth

The village's elderly, children, men, women, and those who hadn't yet sat down for their meal all gathered around the stage, watching the colorfully dressed performers.

Listening intently to the lines in the play, completely absorbed...

Fang Xiaoning also listened intently for a while. "You like it?" If his wife likes it, he'll invite an opera troupe to perform for her next birthday.

Fang Xiaoning shrugged. "I don't like it, I just want to hear what they sing." Ancient opera troupes were truly shabby. The costumes were visibly dirty and tattered, and it was hard to tell how many years they had been worn. The makeup was also crudely made, and the headdresses were ridiculously fake.

I don't know why the villagers listened with such great interest.

He didn't like it. Actually, he didn't like it either. What kind of rubbish was that? It wasn't as good as the song his wife sang for their daughter or son.

Fang Xiaoning looked at her father in the crowd, her face beaming with joy. He was busy both inside and outside the yard. Tall and upright, his clothes shimmered in the sunlight. Her father was the brightest star in the crowd today.

"Give me the child. You go and watch over your father. Don't let anyone get him drunk. If you can't handle it, let Tiezhu and Gou Dan take over."

"Ugh!" He really couldn't drink. This is where the advantage of his two brothers-in-law's good drinking capacity came in.

The banquet began, and the women who came to help started serving the dishes. The first group of people who sat down to eat thought they would be lucky to get a big piece of meat, but they found that almost all the dishes on the table were meat dishes.

The staple food was white rice and white flour steamed buns.

Grandpa Fang, you're so generous!

The woman serving the dishes was also surprised by the Fang family's generosity. It was a free meal for a whole day, and they had organized it so well! It was quite frightening to see these people eating so much.

As soon as the dishes were served, everyone started scrambling to eat, their mouths greasy with oil. Today, I got up before dawn, carrying the kids and taking my wife with me, leaving all the housework behind – it was definitely worth it!

After eating this whole table of food, the oil and fat in my stomach could last me a year.

"Damn it, eat up!"

"I know, don't talk, just eat!" A woman nearby ate while stuffing food into the child's bowl. The people around them stopped watching the play and swallowed hard, wondering if they would be eating the same dishes later.

Could they have changed it?

The five tables in the courtyard served more refined and rarer dishes, including three plates of seafood.

"You're rich, do you still want to take the imperial examination?" After a few rounds of drinks, the old clan chief asked, holding his hand.

Unexpectedly, the one who brought honor to the Fang family was someone everyone thought was a failure. The family consisted of three men, all of whom were successful candidates in the imperial examinations. Such a distinguished family of farmers and scholars was one of a kind in the surrounding area.

Most importantly, Fang Youcai's two sons are still young.

Grandpa Fang and Madam Sun were also watching him, as were the others in the courtyard. Grandpa Fang hoped his eldest son would continue taking the exam, because if he passed, he could still have face, he could still comfort his ancestors, and he could still change his family's fortunes.

"I won't take the exam anymore, clan chief. Look at my hair, it's all turned white. I'll be a grandfather soon. What's the point of taking the exam? I'm too old. My energy isn't as good as that of young people. I'm already very content with just a degree in the preliminary examination."

A hint of disappointment flashed in the eyes of both the old man and the old woman.

The clan chief was also somewhat disappointed. "Yes, you started learning too late." As he spoke, he glanced at Old Man Fang.

Old Fang was filled with mixed feelings. Today, he had originally wanted his fourth brother to come as well, but his eldest brother refused to agree, saying that they had severed ties and that if he wanted to attend the feast, he could go outside and join the ordinary villagers.

The fourth brother, being such a proud and self-important person, would never want to sit outside and be ridiculed by the villagers.

So, none of them came.

Hey!

In the village, there were probably only two families that didn't come to the feast: one was their fourth son, and the other was the Wang family, who had broken off their engagement with Xiao Ning.

Fang Xiaoning watched her father pretend, speaking in a high-sounding manner, about being old and having gray hair. It was clearly that he wanted to eat, drink, and have fun, and didn't want to work hard. He thought studying was too hard and that he was putting pressure on his two younger brothers regarding the imperial examinations.

Since it was a full-day feast, Fang Youcai reminded the relatives who had eaten lunch to remember to come for the feast in the evening before they left home.

It doesn't make sense that others get two meals while relatives only get one.

Because someone helped him avoid drinking, he wasn't drunk at all this time.

He instructed Zhao and Fang Xiaoning, "Fengzi and I are going out to check on the banquet. You two pack up and take the children to rest for a while."

Once outside the courtyard, tables were set up along the road from his doorway, two tables per row, for a total of twenty-five rows and fifty tables.

Some tables were just starting to eat, some were halfway through, and some had just finished.

Fang Youcai looked at the table where they had just finished eating and thought, "My goodness, they ate so cleanly it's better than a dog licked it clean. If we take this home, we can use it to fill another plate without washing it."

He glanced at the other tables and realized they were so clean they weren't licked, so he used a steamed bun to soak up the soup.

Thank goodness! At least he didn't lick it. He borrowed the bowls and chopsticks.

Everyone who saw him offered their congratulations. Master Fang was incredibly kind, treating them to a feast they'd never experienced before. Their bellies were full of oil and white flour; they were incredibly satisfied.

Fang Youcai cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "Everyone, eat and drink well! If there's anything not enough, just tell them to make sure they're full!"

"Yes, thank you, Master Fang! Thank you, Master Fang!"

The villagers from outside the village were deeply moved. The villagers of Zaoshu Village were truly lucky. They heard that Master Fang's daughter had hired many people from the village to work, and these people had earned a lot of money by following her over the years.

Just by looking at the uniform brick and tile houses in the village, you can tell how comfortable their lives are.

If only they were from Zaoshu Village.

They would eat at one table and then move on to the next. Worried that the villagers who thought the first table's dishes looked particularly appealing would find that the second and third tables had the same dishes, they would eat their fill, then grab some melon seeds and head to the front to watch the performance.

If they get hungry while watching the play, they can come back for another feast. Even the gods don't have such a comfortable life.

This day is enough for them to brag about for a lifetime.

Most people stuffed the snacks into their pockets, intending to take them home and eat them slowly.

The village of Zaoshu was bustling with activity all day long, filled with laughter and joy. The children felt that today was even more like the Lunar New Year than the Lunar New Year itself.

Apart from the two incompatible families.

Wang family.

Wang Defa, limping and with a stern face, listened all day to the sounds of firecrackers, opera singing, chatting, and joking outside. He held his pen in his hand, but didn't write a single line.

His heart was agitated by the noise outside.