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"These are good, but they're all too abstract right now. What we need is something tangible that we can actually sell. Only through buying and selling can we make money."

Song Qingqian explained patiently.

Wang sighed, "But we have nothing, what can we possibly offer?"

Song Qingqian glanced at the needlework in their hands and said regretfully:

“You female workers can do it too, but this is delicate work, and we’ve been on the go the whole time. It’s not only time-consuming and laborious, but also requires extremely high standards to get a good price.”

Bai sighed, "Who can say otherwise?"

Song Qingqian had a sudden inspiration and asked with a smile, "What did we see most often on our journey of exile?"

"It's a tree!"

Huo spoke first.

Song Qingqian nodded: "It's a plant, so we can use it to make money."

Do you know how to make straw sandals?

The women in the carriage were all bewildered. How could these noble ladies from the capital possibly know how to do such rough work?

After a moment of silence, Wang said with delight, "I know how! My husband is a hunter, so this is a piece of cake for him."

"Miss Lu, you are so clever! How come I didn't think of that? As long as you are willing to work hard, money is within your grasp, and the men in the family can all help."

I remember that a decent pair of straw sandals could sell for 20-30 coins; if you accumulated them up, it wouldn't be a small amount!

Song Qingqian nodded: "That's right, we can make not only straw sandals, but also bamboo baskets, winnowing baskets, straw mats, straw hats, and straw toys. It doesn't matter if there are more kinds."

These don't need to be taken to the city; we can sell them as long as we pass through a village. Taking them to the city would be even better, as we could package them and sell them to vendors.

"Yes, yes, yes... let's do it! We can make money together."

Wang and Huo nodded gratefully.

An hour later, when it was completely dark, Wang and Huo reluctantly left with their child.

As they walked, the two discussed, "Their carriage is really nice. When we earn some money, we'll buy one too."

"How much silver would that cost?"

Huo sighed.

Madam Wang comforted her, "Don't always think about spending money. I think Miss Lu is right. We should adapt to local conditions. She can make her own wheelchair, so the men in our family can definitely do it too. If we find good wood, we can make one ourselves!"

"But we don't know how, this...this is too complicated."

"Why don't we go find Miss Lu? I think she's really good at everything."

As Wang spoke, she sighed, "As a woman herself, she truly is a heroine who rose from humble beginnings, no less capable than those men who know how to fight!"

Seeing that she remained silent, Madam Wang sighed and said, "You are just too weak-willed. Your husband treats you well and you don't have any concubines. Why are you still acting like a pushover, letting your mother-in-law lead you by the nose in everything you do?"

"Hey, you don't understand!"

Huo was at a loss for words; the situation was complicated and difficult to explain. When she first married into the family, Old Madam Huo was unhappy with her, but her attitude only improved after she gave birth to Huo's eldest grandson.

"Every family has its own problems. You should think about this carefully, even if not for yourself, you should think about your daughter."

After sighing and offering her advice, Wang led her son away. She didn't have a daughter, but her chubby little face was so adorable. If she had a daughter, her husband would truly spoil her rotten.

Suddenly, a group of soldiers surrounded the carriage at night. Big Yellow barked and fought off the soldiers one by one.

Zhang He, brandishing his longsword, arrogantly commanded: "Song Qingqian, come out immediately! If you don't, the entire Lu family will die today!"

The people inside the carriage huddled together in fear. Song Qingqian reassured them, "Don't be afraid, just keep sleeping. They're just bluffing; they want to get revenge for what happened earlier!"

Lu Jingchuan immediately grabbed her and said anxiously, "You shouldn't go either, I'll deal with them."

"No need, they're looking for me. Going out won't help. Just stay put!"

After saying this, Song Qingqian pulled her sleeve out of Lu Jingchuan's hand and got out of the carriage alone. Lu Yunqi immediately followed, while Lu Jingchuan was a little slower because of the cane.

Seeing that Zhang He was unharmed, Song Qingqian smiled sarcastically and said, "Oh, you've recovered quite well. It seems your willpower is pretty good."

Zhang He didn't want to waste words with him and directly ordered, "Whoever can execute her on the spot will be rewarded with fifty taels of silver!"

Song Qingqian laughed and clapped her hands: "Oh my, my head is only worth fifty taels? You're being too stingy."

"Here's the deal: whoever takes Zhang He's life, I'll give you two hundred taels of silver!"

As she spoke, she pulled out a stack of silver notes from her bosom and flaunted them to the astonished eyes of the crowd.

"Two hundred taels to take his life, and another hundred taels if you cut off his head and bring it to me."

“You should think this through. The fifty taels he mentioned may not actually end up in your hands, but this is a real silver note.”

"Besides, do you really think you can kill me?"

In an instant, a boomerang appeared in Song Qingqian's hand. The middle of the boomerang was made of snow-white ivory, and the two ends of the handle were forged from Damascus steel. It not only had exquisite patterns, but could also cut iron like mud.

"What are you waiting for? Go!"

Zhang He gave the order, and looking at the weapon in Song Qingqian's hand, he felt a chill run down his spine.

“Master Zhang, I’m just a first-rate soldier, I don’t want to lose my head. This…this job, I can’t do it.”

"How dare you! How can soldiers disobey orders!"

As Zhang He spoke, he plunged his sword straight into the soldier's chest.

"This is what happens when you disobey orders!"

Song Qingqian watched coldly from the sidelines, while the other officers and soldiers looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

Someone mustered up their courage and walked towards Song Qingqian. Zhang He curled his lips into a cold smile, "See? Military orders are as important as mountains. What is money anyway?"

The soldier stopped halfway through his journey, his legs trembling uncontrollably, and his long sword swaying precariously in his hand.

Taking a step forward meant death, taking a step back meant death, and he really didn't want to die...

"Big Tiger, what are you waiting for? Kill her!"

Zhang He gave the order like a madman.

Da Hu knelt down with a thud and pleaded with the two men, "I have parents to support and infants to feed. I really don't want to die. I just want to live to go to the barbarian lands and report back..."

"Please...please don't make things difficult for me, okay? I'll kowtow to you!"

After Da Hu finished speaking, he kowtowed to Song Qingqian and then to Zhang He. He was extremely sincere, and blood seeped from his forehead where he had hit a pebble.

"Big Tiger, you!"

Zhang He walked over angrily, carrying his long sword. The soldiers behind him all gripped their swords tightly, as if making a very difficult decision.

Just as Zhang He's longsword was about to kill Da Hu, Song Qingqian threw a boomerang, and Zhang He cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

"Ah... my legs... my legs..."

In an instant, Zhang He's right leg fell off his thigh and was thrown to the side.

It was horrific! The scene was truly horrific!

The soldiers behind him were all shocked, their mouths agape, unable to recover for a long time. Da Hu was even more terrified by the scene before him!