Chapter 276
Sui Ran frowned: "Although everyone found out from the beginning that this job is not a way to make more money."
"But it's better than farming in this land where birds don't poop!"
"How much harvest can that kind of land produce all year round?"
"How many years have we been farming here?"
"Don't you have any idea in your heart?"
"Is it profitable to make money? How much will be left after paying taxes?"
"Who in the village doesn't know this well?"
"As for sericulture, let's not talk about how much you can earn, but first of all, don't delay planting the land. The harvest you get is all the surplus after farming!"
"Not to mention how happy the family life is, at least they can have a full meal."
"Not to mention, An Ning is a good businessman."
"Look at how well this sericulture business, which wasn't originally very profitable, is doing now?"
"But look at what those people in the village did?"
"At the beginning, everyone told me to follow An Ning in doing things, no matter how big or small, I would listen to An Ning in everything."
"But what's the result?"
“Each of them is better spoken than sung!”
"When things came to an end, I regretted it again."
"Not only did he not keep his promise, but he also wanted to blackmail An Ning!"
“When you open your mouth, you are looking for someone to ask for three hundred taels or two hundred taels!”
"I really don't know how their brains grow."
"Let's not talk about this matter first, whether it is benevolent or righteous, whether what you do is justified, don't they understand the principle of killing the goose to get the eggs?"
"Even if they do get these three hundred taels or two hundred taels of silver, the clan leader must have the lion's share. How much money can be given to them?"
"But if they can keep peace of mind and follow An Ning to raise silkworms, how much money can they make? At least this money will be a continuous source of energy, and they will have more than enough every year!"
"There are obviously better ways, but they choose the stupidest one!"
"I don't know, I'm afraid I think An Ning owes them."
"An Ning has a good temper and doesn't care about them, but each of them is getting more and more shameless!"
Aunt Fang couldn't help but sigh.
After all, Sui Ran married in later, not long after.
She knew more about the inside story than Sui Ran.
The reason why these people in the village wanted to exploit Jiang Anning again and again without any bottom line was because someone was behind it.
But at the beginning, those people were not so aggressive.
Still want face.
I also know that I have restrained myself.
"We just need to know these words ourselves."
Aunt Fang glanced in the direction of the box door and sighed: "Speak it out and let An Ning hear it. You may feel very uncomfortable."
Who would want to be a lone star that everyone avoids?
An Ning obviously did nothing wrong, but yet he was ostracized and isolated. After a long time, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't have any extreme thoughts.
Sui Ran hurriedly made a gesture of silence, being more careful.
Jiang Anning stood at the top of the stairs, adjusted her expression slightly, smiled broadly, and walked back to the box.
As if she didn't hear what Aunt Fang and Sui Ran said, she said with a smile: "I have asked them to prepare the food. I think it will be ready in a while."
Aunt Fang said yes to Sui Ran with a smile.
After having enough wine and food, Jiang Anning took the two of them to Chaohuang Xiufang to settle down.
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"About the land purchase, please help me contact Mr. Song."
Jiang Anning drank tea and asked Duan Qingshan to do something.
Duan Qingshan hesitated for a moment and carefully looked at the person's expression: "My lord, you?"
"What?"
Jiang Anning looked at the person with a smile but not a smile: "Didn't you tell me that Mr. Song could help mediate and sell the nearby land to me at a low price?"
Duan Qingshan looked cautious: "But weren't you unwilling before?"
"Now I'm willing again, can't I?"
Jiang Anning put the cup down gently and asked with a half-smile.
Duan Qingshan's scalp was numb at the sight, he hesitated and didn't know what to do, he stopped where he was, not knowing whether to leave or to try to figure out what the person meant.
"I'm going to see Zhao Jiang."
Jiang Anning stood up, glanced at Duan Qingshan, and said nothing.
"Yes."
Duan Qingshan watched the person go away, not daring to guess what the person was thinking.
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In an abandoned mansion.
Dry well.
Jiang Anning slid down the rope, stepped on the place where Zhao Yinlian's body once lay, walked to a field of green ivy, and gently pushed open a stone door.
"Who?"
Suddenly, the slovenly man rushed towards her, snarling like a mad dog.
Jiang Anning stood still, like a mad dog like a man, and was quickly pulled back by the thick iron chain around his neck.
"Who?"
Jiang Anning chuckled: "Who else can come here to see you?"
"Jiang Anning..." After Zhao Jiang read out the name, he couldn't help but tremble a few times.
He trembled and hugged his head, whimpering and begging: "Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me."
"I said everything."
"Don't hit me."
Jiang Anning smiled slightly: "Did you say everything?"
"But why did I hear something new today?"
She picked up the stick next to her and put it against the person's chin: "Did you really say everything?"
"I, I..."
"This is my last chance to give you a confession."
The stick in Jiang Anning's hand moved upwards and was stabbed directly into Zhao Jiang's mouth, until the teeth in the mouth were loose and dripping with blood.
"Woo woo woo..."
Zhao Jiang kept kowtowing and begging: "I really said everything, I don't know anything anymore."
"Let me go."
When the sticks fell on Zhao Jiang like raindrops, he was dazed for a while, then gradually began to feel pain and began to roll on the ground.
"I really don't know anything anymore."
Jiang Anning showed no mercy at all. The stick danced faster and faster, specifically picking the painful places to hit.
Zhao Jiang ate too many mushrooms, and the pain fell on his body and would be suspended for a while.
At first, I just felt like a piece of flesh being beaten constantly.
There was no pain at all.
After a while, you will feel an explosive, dense pain that sweeps through your entire body and reaches your mind.
It hurts so much.
"I really don't know anything anymore."
He subconsciously held his head, trying to escape the stick.
"I was still young when those people came, and I didn't even know who they were."
"I only know that they found my father, mother, and eldest brother, and gave us a sum of money to help us with the work."
"I really don't know about the rest."
"Everything I said is true."
Zhao Jiang whimpered and huddled up, holding his head, desperately trying to hide in a corner.
However, there was a chain hanging around his neck, which was as thick as an adult man's arm, making it difficult for him to move and unable to break free. "What about Tian Yan?"
Jiang Anning suddenly asked.
Zhao Jiang was at a loss for a long time: "What Tian Yan?"
"Your mother, Mrs. Zhang, would like to find a wife for you. Her maiden name is Tian."
Jiang Anning's eyes were gloomy.
In the past six months, the only thing she couldn't figure out was how Tian Yan, who once married Zhao Jiang and became her sister-in-law, became the eldest daughter of the An family.
Moreover, Tian Yan and Mrs. An look nothing alike.
But she had people keep an eye on Mrs. An and Miss An for nearly half a year, and she also wanted to find the Tian family who had become relatives of the Zhao family.
The result was nothing.
Jiang Anning could only pin her clues on Zhao Jiang.
Otherwise, no one would be left alive to this day.
However, this Zhao Jiang is indeed very lucky.
After eating poisonous fungi, they all had hallucinations and saw Zhao Yinlian's skeleton dancing.
As a result, I fed him half a bucket of swill and survived.
Later, Jiang Anning simply used him to test the medicine.
Unexpectedly, during the continuous testing of medicines, Zhao Jiang's body has undergone great changes - he is more resistant to beatings than before!
It happened that Jiang Anning was interested in the insect-controlling skills demonstrated by Xie Lan, and happened to find records about the insect-controlling skills in A Niang's handbook.
She spent some time studying and achieved some success.
Just take Zhao Jiang to try the effect.
The back and forth made this person live longer.
Zhao Jiang's consciousness was confused. After a while, he defended in shock: "When did my mother want to speak for me about the girl from the Tian family?"
"Why didn't I know?"
He didn't say anything, but the stick in Jiang Anning's hand continued to hit his sore spot.
"I really don't know!"
"However, my mother did have a handkerchief in the past, and her surname was Tian."
Zhao Jiang couldn't stand the pain and thought desperately: "Oh, yes, yes, that man named Tian introduced those people to my home and asked my mother to come to your home to propose marriage so that I could marry you home. ”
"I occasionally heard my mother say it once or twice. She said yes. She said that this Mrs. Tian used to work in a wealthy family. She was very respectable and knew many noble people."
"Where do you work?"
"Then how do I know...Ahhhhhh I really don't know."
Zhao Jiang was beaten with snot and tears, and there was no good spot anywhere on his body.
"It seems like... someone named An?"
"But that family doesn't seem to be able to survive either."
"The whole family was beheaded after being convicted for whatever reason."
"I, I really don't know anymore!"
Jiang Anning swung the stick and didn't stop until the person was beaten to a bloody pulp, unconscious, and passed out.
She looked at the dead dog-like man on the ground with confusion and hatred.
But there was nothing we could do.
She closed the stone door again, left the dry well, and returned to the embroidery workshop, thinking carefully about Zhao Jiang's words.
It was Mrs. Tian who introduced those people.
Working in the house of a lady named An.
The master's family was found guilty and all had their heads chopped off overnight.
Maybe, the Mrs. Tian that Zhao Jiang was talking about was the person serving Mrs. An?
In this way, it seems that it can be explained clearly why Zhao Yuanshan had the opportunity to establish a relationship with Mrs. An and others.
Maybe it was this Mrs. Tian who introduced me.
The more Jiang Anning thought about it, the more she felt that this suspicion was probably the truth.
But why did this Mrs. Tian do this?
She was puzzled.
I decided to take the opportunity of sending Mid-Autumn Festival gifts to visit Mrs. An in person.
When Duan Qingshan came back, she thought about having someone come to her door to send him a greeting card.
Unexpectedly, Song Yubao would come with Duan Qingshan.
She had to entertain people for tea first.
"I heard that Mrs. Jiang is willing to purchase wasteland near the courtyard to build a new house."
Song Yubao got straight to the point.
Jiang Anning smiled and said "Yeah": "That's exactly what I meant."
"I heard that your Excellency is willing to help me and keep the price as low as possible, so I thought that I would discuss it carefully with you before making a decision."
Song Yubao held the tea cup and pondered for a while.
"Actually, it was the county magistrate who suggested that I talk about this matter."
Jiang Anning raised her eyebrows, waiting for someone to continue talking.
"The county magistrate said that there is no solution for these people who have escaped from famine and have not been resettled."
"I'm afraid there is no hope for Jiangjiacun."
"I don't know if Miss Jiang can be kind. I heard that she is building a new house recently, and the house deed and land deed still contain other people's names."
"The county magistrate was wondering, did Mrs. Jiang sell this land?"
"But after asking around later, I heard that Mrs. Jiang personally sent people to supervise the construction of this house."
"The masonry, stone, earthwork and wood used to build the house were arranged and carefully selected by Mrs. Jiang."
"The county magistrate was wondering, could Miss Jiang be in the business of selling this finished house?"
"If this is the case, it would be better to sell all the nearby wasteland to Miss Jiang, let Miss Jiang build new houses together, and then sell them all together."
"Even if the government pays half of the money to buy it, and those who have fled famine and have not yet been resettled pay the other half, this matter can be regarded as a complete meritorious deed."
Song Yubao looked at Jiang Anning, a little tentative: "I wonder what Miss Jiang thinks of this arrangement by the county magistrate?"
Jiang Anning was still a little surprised.
"This idea..."
Her voice paused slightly and she smiled: "I want to know more, how the government is going to provide the half of the money? Is it going to be paid with the money I spent on purchasing the wasteland?"
Song Yubao laughed twice and touched his nose to hide his embarrassment.
"This... I won't bother Miss Jiang to worry about it."
"I believe that the county magistrate made this decision with careful arrangements."
Jiang Anning smiled and said nothing.
Song Yubao looked a little embarrassed and said bravely: "Mrs. Jiang, you can rest assured that the land sold to you truly belongs to you. There will definitely be no other unexpected things happening. You can use this land for your own use." Uncomfortable.”
"In this case, I naturally believe in Mr. Song and the county magistrate."
Jiang Anning didn't hesitate much.
"Then please ask Mr. Song to help you run around and see how much wasteland you can get in the end and what price you can set?"
“When the size of the land is confirmed, there will be no delay in discussing other plans.”
Song Yubao was slightly stunned.
Obviously, he didn't expect Jiang Anning to agree so readily.
When he came back to his senses, he was immediately overjoyed.
"Don't worry, Miss Jiang, I will definitely not lose you!"
He was so excited that he wished he could go back to the Yamen immediately.
"Then, I'll...stay here soon?"
Song Yubao asked tentatively, worried that Jiang Anning had any other arrangements.
Jiang Anning only made a gesture of invitation: "My lord, please help yourself."