Font Size
15px

"Yanyan, if Princess Fuyun has no flaws, can’t we just create one for her?" Xue tuanzi spoke up, interrupting Mo Yan’s thoughts.

Mo Yan was speechless, "Are you sure doing this won’t have us punished by the Heavenly Dao?"

Although Princess Fuyun was not exactly a paragon of virtue, she was also not soone who had committed heinous cris. Princess Fuyun had indeed indirectly caused the death of Cui Pingan’s mother, but debts of vengeance are owed to specific people. Even if revenge was warranted, it would be Cui Pingan’s affair. Mo Yan had no grievances nor enmity with Princess Fuyun; she simply could not bring herself to send Princess Fuyun to her death.

"To ensure other people’s happiness, what does punishnt by the Heavenly Dao really count for?" Xue tuanzi said with a righteous look, ready to die for the cause, "If I don’t enter hell, who will? This dark world needs justice warriors like to light it up!"

Mo Yan shivered and, looking at the self-directing, self-performing creature floating mid-air, she could hardly believe her eyes, "So that’s what you really are like, Xue tuanzi! Then go set yourself on fire to light up the world; I won’t stop you."

But Xue tuanzi wasn’t having it and glared with its snail eyes, indignantly saying, "You really don’t hold in your heart to actually send to die. I can’t find a more ruthless master than you. I was blind, oh spit, spit, spit, I an my eyes are made of titanium alloy!"

"Haha, Xue tuanzi, how can you be so adorable, oh my, you are really too cute!" Mo Yan said, hugging the montarily word-fumbled Xue tuanzi and laughing until she cried, "You truly are a treasure; I can’t live without you now."

"Hmph, if you dare to laugh at again, I’ll leave you right now!" Xue tuanzi threatened fiercely, its snail eyes bulging. Whether or not it said one thing and felt pleased with hearing these words in its heart, only it knew.

Mo Yan was infected by Xue tuanzi’s mood and, sorrowfully wiping away her tears, started her own performance, "You heartless traitor, we’ve loved each other for two lifetis. After finally making it to this day, you, you actually want to leave ; that’s too much!"

This ti, it was Xue tuanzi’s turn to be dumbfounded (if it had a mouth, that is), clearly defeated by Mo Yan’s lifelike acting skills. In the end, it took a deep breath and harshly retorted, "Yanyan, it’s a big loss to the world of acting that you didn’t beco an actor in your past life!"

"Hehe, I’m flattered, truly flattered!" Mo Yan said, lifting her chin and arrogantly smiling, shalessly taking Xue tuanzi’s words as a complint.

Xue tuanzi’s chubby body shook, and it turned its snail eyes away, utterly defeated by its master’s shalessness.

...

The next day, the remaining fruits in Mo’s Fruit Garden were all picked. This ti, Yan Junyu didn’t co personally, he only sent Guan Yu with the sa team of wagons from yesterday to transport nearly thirty thousand jin of fruits away.

Before leaving, Guan Yu left behind a redwood box, inside of which was a thick stack of silver notes, all face-value of a hundred taels each.

Mo Yan counted the silver notes, a total of one hundred and fifty, amounting to fifteen thousand taels of silver, exactly half of the profits from this batch of fruits. As for this year’s labor costs in the orchard, they were less than a hundred taels of silver, almost negligible.

This year’s batch of precious fruits, weighing fifty-five thousand jin, Mo Yan silently did the math in her heart and realized that indeed, this year’s fruits had sold for higher than last year’s, with an average increase of a hundred Wen per jin.

It’s true that scarcity makes things precious. Ordinary pears and peaches sell for no more than ten Wen money per jin, while these treasured fruits like apples and grapes have soared by more than fifty tis, selling for over half a tael of silver per jin.

Mo Yan, looking at the numbers she had crunched on paper, exclaid, "Planting fruit trees is indeed an extrely profitable business!"

"It’s all because of Sister’s foresight in planting those rare fruit trees, otherwise where would we get so much silver coin? It’s literally like picking up money," said her companion.

You are reading Farm Girl's Manor Chapter 1005: Turmoil (2) on novel69. Use the chapter navigation above or below to continue reading the latest translated chapters.
Share with your friends
Library saves books to your account. Reading History saves recent chapters in this browser.
Continuous reading

You may also like

Iron Dynasty cover
Similar genre

Iron Dynasty

Snail Carrying Home ·Historical

Atop-secretexperimentalexplosiontransportsXiaoMingtoaparallelworldresemblingancienttimes.Inthishostileland,heisthemostunfavoredprince,giventhemostb...

No reviews yet. Be the first reader to leave one.
Please create an account or sign in to post a comment.