The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 225 You Rascal (7)_1

Chapter 225: Chapter 225 You Rascal (7)_1

Pei Qin sized him up and down until Shen Songming was about to glower. This time, he reluctantly nodded, "Then just write his name!" He turned his head and asked, "What’s your name?"

Sun Lizheng staggered, nearly falling to the ground.

Shen Songming’s handsome face grew darker and darker, "Do consorts often forget things? My name is Shen Songming! Shen, Song, Ming!" He enunciated each word sharply to ensure she would remember.

Pei Qin nodded, "Shen Songming."

Sun Lizheng had come knowing about the siblings’ plight and pitied them. Seeing the situation, he pulled Pei Qin aside and earnestly advised her to be more cautious and not be deceived. Instead of writing her father’s name, she could write that it belonged to her maternal grandfather’s family. Old Scholar Fang would not encroach on their siblings’ fields; once Pei Qin came of age next year, they could transfer the ownership then.

After he spent a long time persuading her, Pei Qin interrupted him, "The silver for buying the land was provided by him, and he wants our family to help him grow medicinal herbs."

Sun Lizheng’s face stiffened for ages, his mouth twitching. Without saying anything, he mentioned that as soon as the wheat in the fields was harvested, he would immediately help her formalize the land deed.

Shen Songming directly called the person selling the land and took Pei Qin to the County Government Office. Once the Jinan Magistrate’s visiting card was presented, Pei Qin saw the County Magistrate, busy with tax grain, hurrying over.

Upon checking, Shen Songming didn’t recognize him, but after some negotiations, it turned out he was a student of his uncle’s. Shen Songming said he wanted to buy some land to formalize the land deed transfer.

Pei Qin sat on the side, sipping tea and enjoying pastries. In less than half an hour, both the red and white deeds were processed—a testament to their efficiency.

When leaving, Magistrate Wu wanted to keep Shen Songming for a meal, but he declined.

Once outside, Pei Qin asked him, "The student of your uncle?"

Shen Songming hesitated again and again, then cautiously whispered, "My uncle is Grand Scholar of the Wenyuan Pavilion, Shen Bi, who just entered the Pavilion last year." He wondered if she would look down on him more after knowing his family’s background.

Pei Qin looked up at the sky and remarked, "Thirty years on the east bank, thirty years on the west."

Shen Songming was relieved she didn’t intend to hit him. They returned to Taiping Town, went to the edge of their land, and inspected the more than fifty acres. At seven taels of silver per acre, the land was not the best quality, but with a bit more manure and proper care for a couple of years, they could sell it for eight taels. She planned to plant sweet potatoes and the rest with soybeans, which would be sufficient.

Sun Lizheng hadn’t expected the land deed to be processed so quickly. Thinking that Shen Songming had at least some scholarly recognition, he guessed Shen must be the young master of an aristocratic family which explained the swift service at the government office.

Landlord Zhao was also surprised by the speed of Pei Qin’s actions.

The following day was the Dragon Boat Festival. Every household placed mugwort at their doors, and some also hung garlic or pomegranate flowers.

Grandma Sun had cut plenty of mugwort and delivered some to them in advance to hang at their door.

Pei Qin wrapped many zongzi and sent some to Sun Tiezhu’s house, Sun Lizheng, and Landlord Zhao’s house. The neighbors to their left and right, and front and back, also sent them zongzi to eat, and Pei Qin returned the favor with savory zongzi.

The rest she took to the market to sell.

Her cries hawked savory zongzi, various meat-stuffed ones, and sweet zongzi with different fillings, which piqued many people’s interest; they bought a couple to try at home.

Before the market day was over, their pile of zongzi was sold out.

Shen Songming was quite impressed, thinking Pei Qin was a natural at market selling; it was no wonder she could attract people no matter what she sold!

They packed up early and headed home. Shen Songming followed along to freeload a meal, feeling a bit hesitant to urge Pei Qin and just lingered around her, claiming he felt hot.

Pei Qin wrote him a prescription.

Seeing it was quite detailed, Shen Songming immediately broke into a wide smile and reached out to embrace her, but as he spread his arms, remembering who she was, recalling the earlier tumble and the kick to his chest, he stopped abruptly, "Then I’d better hurry back tomorrow! Remember to plant the sweet potatoes! Start with nursery seedlings, then cut them into sections and plant them on the ridges of the field. One stalk can be cut into several pieces, and one sweet potato can cover a large patch!"

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