Being scolded as a dead star?All the bosses in the capital are rushing to pet me

Chapter 77

Shen Nian thought about what he lacked at home, felt sore in his heart, and planned to seriously start a business to earn money, and said aggressively: "Let's sign an agreement."

"Okay." Xiao Zhi said.

The agreement was made in duplicate, and the two signed each other's names.

Shen Nian carefully put away the agreement, his face was full of joy.

This is something that can buy a big house, so it must be put away.

Xiao Zhi looked at the round words on the paper, the corners of his mouth curled up.

Madam's handwriting was as lovely as he remembered.
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Shen Nian returned home and showed the cooperation agreement to the family.

"Young Master Xiao only needs [-]%?" Shen Er's face was full of disbelief, he, a farmer, knew that tung oil could make a lot of money, so the young master would not fail to see it.

Why does he only want this?

"He's not short of money." Shen Nian replied.

Li Xiuniang and others: "..." It's not short of money, does it really exist?
Shen Nian saw the strange expressions of his family members, curled his lips and said, "Ten percent is not a lot."

"Father, why build a workshop?"

Shen Er was distracted, thought for a moment, and said: "The road has not been repaired yet, I'm afraid it will take some time before it can be built."

Shen Nian: "...the work of the workshop can be postponed, and the oily fruits on the mountain cannot be left dry."

"I discussed it with your father, and tomorrow we will hire people from the village to go up the mountain to pick fruits." Li Xiuniang said.

Seeing that his parents knew it well, Shen Nian simply let them do it by themselves.
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Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

The road in Zhuxi Village was repaired, and the villagers began to build workshops.

In the past, at this time, every household worried about how to survive the winter, but this year is different. People are needed to build workshops, and there is money to be made every day. Everyone has a smile on their faces.

"Go to work?"

"If you know what you're asking, don't you go to work too?"

"Hey hey, what's the matter, I'm happy if you're not happy."

"All right, all right, you can do whatever you want."

When the construction of the tung oil workshop in the village was in full swing, old Gao and Gao Yuehong, who had just returned from her natal home not long ago, appeared again.

On this day, a person came to the Shen family.

Round face, thin eyebrows and big eyes, protruding cheekbones, thin lips, pimples on the head, about 50 to [-] years old.

The dress is a standard matchmaker appearance.

Old Gao was the first to speak, "Did you find the right person?"

The woman smiled beautifully, "I can't come if I can't find it?"

"I know what you want. There are many betrothal gifts, and nothing else is important... No, I'll come as soon as I get a letter."

It's actually the best way to ask for something like the old Gao's.

It's not just asking for money, simple.

When Lao Gao saw the matchmaker's tricks, he knew that this was a master who didn't see the rabbit and didn't scatter the eagle, so he stuffed [-] Wen.

"It can be said, don't worry, if it can be done, your benefits will be indispensable."

The matchmaker felt that Lao Gao was dismissing the beggars, and was very upset.

If you are not happy, you are not happy, the customer still needs to be maintained.

"I now have three that meet your requirements. One is from the mountains and wants to buy a daughter-in-law for four taels, and the other is a scholar from the county. It's just that the scholar is not in good health. His mother wants to find a wife for you." Congratulations, the bride price is eight taels, and the last one is a Yuanwailang from the next county, who is willing to give 30 taels."

Old Gao didn't pay attention to anything else, his mind was completely occupied by the last 30 taels.

"That Yuanwailang is really willing to pay 30 taels?" She asked with bright eyes.

"I can still lie to you." The matchmaker lowered her face.

What she didn't say was that this Yuanwailang was over 50 years old and had more than a dozen concubines, none of whom lived long.

They disappeared within half a year after entering the mansion.

"...I'll just ask." Old Gao quickly replied, "I think this is suitable, and I need to ask you to help me agree."

The matchmaker was happy when he heard this, and his face was full of joy, "Success, don't worry, I promise to facilitate this matter for you."

After agreeing, Mrs. Gao sent the man out.

Shen Rou and Shen Jing walked towards each other.

With sharp eyes, the matchmaker could see that the two girls had their own advantages and disadvantages, but they were a little rough.

She focused on the older one. She had a soft face and beautiful eyes like water. She was a little timid and shy when she wanted to speak. It was the look that old men liked.

For a while, I became more confident in bringing about this marriage.

With this appearance, if it comes to fruition, she can get a lot of benefits.

"Go away, don't look at my sister like that." Seeing the way this man looked at her sister...as if looking at something for sale, Shen Jing said angrily like a firecracker.

The matchmaker looked unhappy.

Old Gao was afraid that she would be angry, so he slapped Shen Jing, "Damn girl, how did your mother teach you, what about your rules, don't eat at night..."

Seeing her younger sister being beaten, Shen Rou hurriedly put down the basket in her hand, and touched Shen Jing's face worriedly.

"Sister Jing, are you okay, can you hear me?"

"...It's okay." Shen Jing's face was hot, and she stared at Old Gao with resentment.

"Why did you hit me? What did I say wrong? This man looked at my sister with malicious intent. I can't say it anymore? Why!"

Shen Rou also felt uncomfortable with the look in the matchmaker's eyes, but she was soft-tempered and didn't want her younger sister to conflict with the old lady, so she hurriedly persuaded, "Sister Jing, stop talking."

Shen Jing has a fiery temper, she stuck her neck and said, "I don't."

Old Gao was pissed off by the two maids who humiliated him in front of the matchmaker.

He grabbed the broom and hit Shen Jing.

"Damn girl, I'll make you talkative. The elders are talking, so you don't have a place to talk. There are motherborn and motherless bastards..."

Although Shen Jing has the temperament of a little pepper, she doesn't dare to be disrespectful, facing the beating and scolding of her elders, she only dares to avoid and dare not fight back.

"Grandma, stop beating." Shen Rou cried and pleaded, trembling with fright, but still firmly protecting her sister.

Seeing her sister being beaten several times, Shen Jing was more anxious than herself being beaten.

"Hit me if you want to hit me, don't touch my sister."

The two sisters were wounded, protecting each other, looking pitiful.

The matchmaker saw that old Gao's broom hit Shen Rou's cheek, and a red mark appeared on the beautiful face of the eldest girl, she frowned and said: "Don't break people."

It's worthless if you break it!
Old Gao understood her hidden meaning, threw the broom, and said in a commanding tone: "Go and apply some medicine."

The eyes that glanced at Shen Rou were tinged with distress, of course it was the 30 taels that had not yet arrived.

Hatred surged in Shen Jing's heart, and she said coldly: "Where did you get the medicine? We are so cheap that we can't afford medicine."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Shen Rou back to the courtyard of the third room with a cold face.

Walking to the courtyard of the third room, Shen Jing felt that something was wrong, and told Shen Rou, "Sister, you should be more careful during this time, don't go out alone, grandma must have bad intentions, please pay attention."

Shen Rou smiled and said, "I will."

Seeing that Shen Jing still looked worried, she said again: "I can call you when I go out, don't worry, I will be careful."

Hearing this, Shen Jing's face became better.

Be careful.

She couldn't believe the character of the old lady.

(End of this chapter)