While many people are worried and unable to sleep, Yang Huaming is secretly delighted.

"Xiaojuan, I've calculated carefully. In a few days, these households' rice barrels will probably be even emptier. Then, I'll start selling the rice I've been hoarding in batches."

In the bed, Yang Huaming hugged Xia Juan and was excitedly saying something.

"Fourth Brother, how much rice have you hoarded in total?" Little Juan also asked excitedly.

Yang Huaming said, "The grain I hoarded, the rice price hadn't skyrocketed to that exorbitant price yet,"

“I put all eighty taels of silver into it. The rented house is about the same size as this one. There's so much rice piled in there, it takes up most of the room.”

"In a few days, I'll divide it into batches and sell it. At the current price, hey hey, push in with a hand cart, come out with a golden carriage, hahaha..."

Upon hearing Yang Huaming's shrewd calculations, Xiao Juan's eyes also lit up.

"You can earn so much? Fourth Brother, you're amazing..."

"Fourth Brother, you've become successful now, please don't look down on Xiaojuan. If even you don't want Xiaojuan anymore, she'll be so pitiful..."

Xia Juan, acting coquettishly and pitifully while looking rather attractive to begin with, was quite captivating as she moved around in the bed.

No man can resist.

Even though Yang Huaming's fighting ability has dropped straight since he quit his habit of eating snakes,

But there are still a few breaths' worth of opportunities.

So, he embraced Xiaoxuan and said, "Don't worry, you're not that shrew from the west house across the way. How could I bear to treat you badly?"

Then, holding each other was a moment of bliss.

Although the time was really short, very short, so short that Xiaojuan thought it was an illusion, so short that it ended before it even began.

But, his world she had ultimately visited...

The next day, Yang Huaming hummed a little tune and hurried to town in a carriage.

As Yang Ruqing passed by the main road in front of her family's gate, she happened to bump into Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang, a newly married couple who were also traveling in a carriage.

“Qinger, Tang'azi, you're going out to visit relatives so early this morning?” Yang Huaming slowed the carriage and smiled at the two youngsters.

Yang Ruqing saw it was Yang Huaming and had no interest in responding.

Out of courtesy, and as a man with a broader chest in general, Luo Fengtang smiled back at Yang Huaming.

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“Yes, we're planning to go to the county town to celebrate the New Year with Qinger. Uncle Four and Auntie Four, are you guys going to Liujiacun to visit relatives?” he asked.

Yang Huaming shook his head and glanced at the carriage behind him where the curtains had fallen.

"I'm going to town with your Aunt Si to buy some needles and thread, hehe..."

As soon as Yang Huaming finished speaking, the curtain at the back of the carriage was lifted a little by a pair of soft and white hands. A young woman with light makeup peeked out half her face to glance at Luo Fengtang's side.

At just a glance, a hint of amazement flashed in the woman's eyes.

Then, as if struck by lightning, he lowered the compartment curtains. A heart in the carriage beat wildly with excitement.

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Outside the carriage, Yang Huaming's voice followed: "Well then, let's go first. We'll chat when we come back."

Yang Huaming was about to leave with a flick of his whip when Yang Ruqing suddenly called out to him.

"Fourth Uncle, please stop for a moment, my chrysanthemum wants to remind you." she said.

Yang Huaming quickly pulled on the reins and smiled as Yang Ruqing walked closer.

"Qing'er, what do you want to say? Go ahead, Fourth Uncle is listening." He said with a friendly face.

Yang Ruqing came before Yang Huaming and looked him up and down, saying, "Fourth Uncle, considering we are all relatives, I'll give you one last piece of advice."

“Don't lose all your capital. Sell the grain you have stockpiled sooner rather than later, at normal prices. You can even charge 20% more.”

"Don't count on selling at exorbitant prices to make a fortune anymore. Soon, the court will be distributing grain, and if you don't sell your hoarded food, you'll lose your shirts. By then, it will be too late to cry!" she said.

After hearing her words, Yang Huaming's smile froze on his face.

"Qing'er, what are you saying? I can't understand. Besides, I don't have any food in my hands. Your Uncle Si doesn't have that kind of ability..."

Yang Ruqing cut Yang Huaming off, "I know you have it. Anyway, I've given you a heads-up about this beforehand, you figure out the consequences yourself."

After finishing her words, Yang Ruqing turned to leave, but Yang Huaming called out to her.

“Qing’er, can I trust your little tidbits of gossip?” he asked with a cocked head, his face full of suspicion.

Yang Ruqing's foot stopped abruptly, and she glanced at him sideways.

He didn't say a word, just twitched the corner of his mouth, then retracted his gaze and returned to his carriage without looking back.

Luo Fengtang's carriage was pulled by Ma Wang, whose strength far surpassed Yang Huaming's horse. In the blink of an eye, he left Yang Huaming's carriage far behind.

Yang Huaming wanted to ask for clarification, but he didn't have the chance.

"Fourth Brother, is what Qing'er said true?" Xia Juan popped out from behind the carriage curtain.

Yang Huaming turned his head and glanced at Xiao Juan, also with a confused expression.

"Logically speaking, Qing'er is always very reliable when she speaks, ah, I'm really in a difficult position right now!" he said.

Xiaojuan also had a conflicted expression.

“Fourth Brother, you wouldn't actually be selling the grain at the usual price just as Qing’er said, would you?”

She asked with a nervous face.

"If that were the case, she would lose half of the eighty taels of silver! That wouldn't do!" she said again.

Yang Huaming said, "I understand this account. I don't need you to say it. Stop, stop, stop. You sit back down first, and let me ponder it over again on the way."

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Xiaojuan then sat back down, her butt just touching the bench, when she suddenly thought of something and bounced right back up.

"Fourth brother, who was that young man who was with Qing'er before?" she asked again.

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Yang Huaming was just pondering about the rice when he heard her question, so he casually replied, "Nephew-in-law, Tang Ya Zi."

“Isn’t that the one who pretends to be a general outside?” Xiao Juan asked again.

"Hmm!" Yang Huaming replied.

Xiaojuan then sat back in the train car.

Towering and handsome, such a man was the most masculine she had ever seen in her life.

Qing'er, you are truly blessed to have married such a handsome man.

"Achoo!"

Luo Fengtang, who was driving, suddenly sneezed loudly.

“What’s wrong? Are you cold?” Yang Ruqing, who was sitting next to him, quickly asked with concern.

Luò Fēng Tǎng raised his hand to rub his nose, shaking his head and saying, "It's nothing, I'm not frozen."

Yang Ruqing smiled: "That means someone's thinking about you, hee hee."

Luo Fengtang turned his head to look at Yang Ruohua: "The person who misses me is sitting right next to me!"

Yang Ruqing jokingly said, “That’s right, because I’m sitting next to you, I don’t have to worry. Maybe it’s someone else's daughter-in-law who is thinking about my Tang!”

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