The Farm Girl's Charismatic Fortune

Seeing that the two men had fallen and couldn't get up, Ruo Shui released her clenched fist and sneered coldly, "Man proposes, but Heaven disposes, even the Heavenly Dao cannot turn a blind eye! The people of Ruo Family have lived a life without guilt, always conducting ourselves upright and sitting straight, we do not tolerate humiliation, and even the Heavenly Dao is helping us!

This is your retribution, the karma of this very life!"

Ruo Hang grimaced, "Serves you right!"

Ruo Bo spat out, "Deserved death!"

Ruo Xian stuck out her tongue, "Retribution!"

Ruo Xuan then placed her hands on her hips, "You reap what you sow!"

All the little tykes wore expressions that were adorably fierce!

Ruo Shui's fiery anger was quelled by the children's cute reactions!

"Alright, let's go," Ruo Shui said, lifting the children onto the handcart and then pushing the cart away.

Yang Qixiang and the other were nearly fuming with anger, but more than the rage, they were in pain!

Yang Qixiang was in so much pain he couldn't stand up. Moving his hand was agony, and he thought of the rural exams that would take place after the spring.

Muscle and bone injuries take a hundred days to heal. What if his hand was ruined?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he couldn't help but shout in the street, "Help! Help! Physician, quickly call for a physician! My hand is broken! I am a Scholar, and next year I have to participate in the rural exams..."

Luo Wenzheng also hurt his hand, but it was less painful. He was just about to get up when he heard Yang Qixiang's words and became scared too. He didn't dare to move; he hadn't even passed the Scholar's exam yet!

"Help! Someone, help! My hand is ruined, and I still need to take the Scholar's exam..."

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Their cries were so pitiful that the Ruo siblings couldn't help but turn back to look and laugh at their disgraceful behavior.

Ruo Xuan looked back and saw even more.

The severity of their injuries was evident. Yang Qixiang's was clearly worse, his hand was broken!

The other had merely suffered a fall, superficial skin injuries, just a lesson.

Her little face thoughtful, she knew that the punishments of the Heavenly Dao were always fair.

Why was Yang Qixiang's punishment more severe?

The other spoke worse than Yang Qixiang did!

Ruo Xuan then looked at the top of Ruo Shui's head.

The clump of black air flashed and disappeared, with no change.

Her little brow furrowed, what did this lack of change mean? Was there a connection, or no connection?

No, there shouldn't be a direct connection.

Ruo Xuan quickly figured it out because Yang Qixiang was just a Scholar at the moment, whereas the person who stole the Ruo Family's fortune should be one who flourishes and gains promotion and wealth.

It would not be just a Scholar!

Ruo Shui, feeling relieved, pushed the handcart to the residence where they had been the day before.

At the side door of the Zhang Residence, the purchasing nanny had been waiting for half a day.

Seeing Ruo Shui appear, pushing the handcart, she excitedly said, "You've finally come. I've been waiting for half a day!"

Ruo Xuan greeted politely, "Good day, Nanny Zhang."

Ruo Xian and the other children also followed suit and greeted in unison, "Good day, Nanny Zhang!"

Nanny Zhang, seeing such well-behaved and mannerly children that immediately warmed one's heart, couldn't resist praising, "Your children are really well-raised."

"These kids have been sensible from a young age," Ruo Shui said with a smile, then added, "Nanny Zhang, these are the remaining two baskets of persimmons, and could you please see whether you'll take these jujubes and chestnuts too? They were freshly picked from the mountains."

Ruo Xuan grabbed a handful of jujubes and offered them, "Nanny Zhang, try these. They're crunchy and very sweet!"

Nanny Zhang saw that the jujubes were plump and uniform in size, a sign of good quality.

She smiled as she took one and put it in her mouth, and indeed, it was crunchy and sweet, "I'll take them all! How much silver per catty?"

The persimmons they bought yesterday had been greatly enjoyed by the Master, the young masters, and the young miss, and she even received a silver hairpin as a reward from the lady of the house.

Given that today's jujubes and chestnuts were so good, and considering the lady of the house loved jujubes and the master loved chestnuts, she was sure to receive another reward.

Ruo Shui looked toward Ruo Xuan.

The Ruo siblings also turned their heads to look at Ruo Xuan.

Nanny Zhang: "..."

What's going on? Was this little tyke really the one in charge?

Ruo Xuan didn't know pricing, but if her little uncle could sell for so much silver, she could too!

These fruits had been touched by "Immortal Technique," and consuming them over time could cure minor illnesses, strengthen the body, and even prolong life.

After a moment's thought, she said, "The persimmons are the same price as yesterday, fifty copper coins for a catty of jujubes, and sixty for the chestnuts."

Ruo Shui nodded calmly on the surface, "That's the price."

But inside, she couldn't help but worry; was the asking price too high? After all, dried jujubes normally sold for just over ten copper coins, and chestnuts, being mountain goods, could go for twenty coins a catty.

Nanny Zhang also felt the price was high, but since jujubes and chestnuts were not yet in season, they were rarities. Moreover, these jujubes and chestnuts were indeed of high quality, better than the tribute goods she had seen.

The price wasn't too excessive, it was just a matter of going to the accounting room for some more silver.

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"Please wait a moment; I need to check with the butler about the price. I'll take a few dates to show him."

Ruo Shui nodded, "Alright."

"There's no need, Aunt Zhang, buy them all!" A clear and bright voice came from the alleyway.

The group turned around and saw a white-robed young man with a demeanor gentle as jade, walking slowly towards them.

Ruo Xuan smiled, "Brother, we meet again!"

Zhang Qian first greeted Ruo Shui with a clasped fist, "Elder Ruo, the junior Zhang Qian greets you respectfully!"

Only then did he affectionately pat the little head of Ruo Xuan, "Little sister, you can call me Brother Qian."

Old Lady Zhang's mouth hung open in shock. The young master knew them?

Going with the flow, Ruo Xuan said, "Brother Qian, my name is Ruo Xuan, you can call me Xuanbao."

"Xuankaixiao has no worries, Xuanbao, your name is truly pleasant to the ear."

Ruo Shui had not expected such a coincidence, "Is this Young Master Zhang's home?"

"Indeed it is, would Elder Ruo like to come in and sit?" Zhang Qian invited respectfully.

It turned out the persimmons from yesterday were from his family, really delicious, and after eating them, he felt his entire body was less fatigued.

Ruo Shui waved his hand, "Young Master Zhang, stop calling me elder, if you don't mind, just call me uncle! It's getting late, we have to hurry back to the village, so I won't come in and sit."

Zhang Qian did not insist, knowing some villages were far from town, and indeed it would not be good to delay.

He said to Old Lady Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, buy all these mountain goods."

"All right, I'll have someone weigh them right away." Old Lady Zhang immediately ran inside to arrange for people to start moving and weighing the items.

Zhang Qian had just bought two boxes of pastries and handed one box to Ruo Xuan, "Brother Qian asks Xuanbao and your brothers to eat this."

"Thank you, Brother Qian!" Ruo Xuan accepted it without any pretense.

Of course, a flower demon doesn't know the first thing about propriety.

She handed him a package of mutton stuffed in a flatbread wrapped in lotus leaf, "Brother Qian, Xuanbao asks you to eat this. My mother made it, it's really delicious."

Her mother said that it was only proper to return a gift with a gift.

Now that Brother Qian had given her pastries, she should reciprocate; so she decided to give Brother Qian a package of stuffed mutton flatbread as a return gift.

Ruo Shui looked at the package of mutton flatbread with a complicated expression.

What exactly had his wife said when giving these two packages of mutton flatbread to Xuanbao?

She had said, "Xuanbao, these two packages of mutton flatbread are to thank the beautiful young master from Bogu Pavilion for yesterday. He gave Xuanbao a store treasure, and we must reciprocate. It's only proper to return a gift with a gift."

Ruo Shui snorted coldly. How is she able to see clearly from the flatbed cart outside that the young boy inside is handsome!

In addition to the stuffed flatbread, she had also prepared a basket of persimmons, a basket of millet, a basket of dates, almost emptying the house to give to that "handsome young master"!

What would his wife think if she knew that one of the carefully prepared packages of stuffed flatbread for the handsome young master was given away?

Upon this thought, he chuckled, "Try the snacks made by Xuanbao's mother, Young Master Zhang."

Zhang Qian accepted with a smile, thanking him, and then continued to converse with Ruo Shui, the only elder present. He also asked the Ruo Zhou brothers if they had started their education, showing consideration for everyone with meticulous etiquette despite his young age.

Soon, Old Lady Zhang had everything weighed: a total of one hundred and three jin of persimmons, fifty jin of dates, ten jin of chestnuts, amounting to 5675 wen in total.

After settling the account and receiving the silver, Ruo Shui happily took the children to say farewell and left to give their return gift to the young master of Bogu Pavilion.

He thought cheerfully, "Luckily, I brought Xuanbao. When it comes to selling, I really don't have the thick skin my daughter and sixth brother do."

Bogu Pavilion • Backyard

The autumn chrysanthemums bloomed in clusters, draped in splendor.

An elegant and dignified old lady sat under a golden-leaved tree spinning thread.

A delicate-looking boy sat beside her, flipping through a book.

The sound of footsteps grew nearer, and the boy looked up.

The old lady was puzzled. Her grandson usually read books without looking up, as if nothing could disturb him.

Yet this morning, he had been distracted seven or eight times already!

What was the matter?

At that moment, the Butler hurriedly walked through the bedecked flowers to approach and made his salutations, "Old madam, young master."

The old lady glanced at her grandson, who had already put down the book, and without changing her expression inquired, "What is it?"

"Madam, yesterday's little girl came looking for the young master to give him a return gift."

Xuanyuan Que stood up and walked outside.

He wanted to ask what exactly the little flower demon had done to attract divine thunder!

Hadn't they agreed not to use Immortal Technique at will?

A little girl? The one who fancied the stone the grandson had picked on the road?

The old lady was extremely curious. Her grandson had always been aloof since childhood, disliking social interactions from a young age. Why could that little girl make him wait an entire morning?

She couldn't help but secretly follow him out as well.

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