The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 298: Experiencing the Dungeon (8)_1

Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Experiencing the Dungeon (8)_1

From the beginning, they had cleanly disassociated themselves.

Old Scholar Fang was also angry about this very point; it was a stroke that caught them off guard. If it weren’t for the Jinan Magistrate’s visiting card and the land being in Shen Songming’s name, Qinqin and her brother would have faced great trouble! He began to worry that if the Qian family could curry favor with the Magistrate of Runing, they might also influence Wu Dongsi.

But Pei Qin wasn’t afraid. They could influence Meng Dinglun, but Wu Dongsi was a disciple of Shen Bi, and Shen Songming had already greeted him. Even if a huge sum of silver was offered, Wu Dongsi would not open the gates of convenience for Old Pei’s House. Seeing that Grandma Fang was ready, he took her and Lady Yu and left Fang Family Village.

Grandma Fang also suggested bringing Fang Hui to help, saying they were all one family and she should lend a hand. There was nothing much for her to do at the moment, and having gone over to Feng Family Estate, she brought Fang Hui along.

In the town, they hired over a dozen meticulous and clean women to work, and together with Grandma Fang, Lady Yu, and Fang Hui, as well as Lady Zou who came to help, the workshop soon became very busy.

The preparation of spicy pickled cabbage was simple; it didn’t need to be shredded or cut into small pieces. You could just evenly smear the half cut cabbage with prepared chili powder and pile it in a jar for pickling.

Feng Wei watched the bustling Pei Qin, repressing his dissatisfaction for several days. The young master had taken such a big risk, asking Prince Yong’an to save her. But there she was, relying on the Shen family, not even uttering a word, coming out from the Yamen unscathed. Meanwhile, the young master had exposed his hiding place and even owed a favor to Prince Yong’an, and she didn’t even know about it!

After Mo Heng heard that Pei Qin was safe and sound, he didn’t say anything, only drawing a map marker for Prince Yong’an and instructing Feng Wei to deliver it.

Feng Wei looked at the place on the map, his expression growing even uglier. When teaching Pei Wendong and Chang Yonglin, he became stricter.

Pei Wendong and Chang Yonglin felt bewildered, thinking he must have had an unpleasant journey and was in a bad mood. With people inside and outside the house in low spirits, Pei Wendong worked even harder. Merely surpassing Old Pei’s House wasn’t enough; there was also the Qian family! He was so young, he had to be even more diligent, to grow stronger, and faster!

His martial arts practice became more intense, and he memorized more books, writing more as well.

With a large number of people, and straightforward work, the dozens of acres of cabbages were dealt with in just seven or eight days.

Pei Qin paid the workers, sending Grandma Fang, Lady Yu, Fang Hui, and Lady Zou two boxes of pastries each, a chunk of meat weighing five or six pounds, and a bag of sesame sauce pancakes.

Pei Qian grumbled quietly, holding his pen dissatisfaction evident in his voice, "They didn’t do much work, and the cost of all those things is more than their wages. We even took care of their meals for several days. Every day, there was meat!" He felt they took advantage of them while coming to help with work.

After listening to the complaints for two days, Pei Qin cleaned out her ears, "We’ll make our own soy sauce!"

Pei Qian’s face finally brightened up.

Pei Qin hired Sun Quanliang and a few others to extract oil from beans. The bean oil was put up for sale in the workshop, while the bean cake was used to make soy sauce.

Mo Heng stepped out of the cross-yard, hearing the busy sounds of Pei Qin, reciting the various ingredients under her breath and inhaling slightly, smelling the faint scent of spicy pickled cabbage in the air.

Pei Qin placed the soy paste made at different times in pots and attached labels to them, "I’ll prepare a notebook later to record the condition of every single pot."

Pei Yuan nodded and responded, "Big sister, will these soy sauce pots also be exposed to the rain and snow outside?"

"They’ll be covered when it snows! If it doesn’t, they’ll be left open!" Pei Qin had already arranged for covers to be made, and they would be delivered soon.

"When can we eat the ones made earlier?" Mo Heng asked as he came over.

He hadn’t asked for food in a long while. Although the workshop was built in the field, not far from town, it was still outside the town. His sense of smell wasn’t as sharp; he could no longer detect what they were making at home, nor did he know the way to their home.