After signing the contract with the shopkeeper, Zhao Jing promised to deliver the complete first scroll within three days.
The deposit was ten taels, and the manuscript was kept.
Zhao Jing weighed the silver in his hand and couldn't help but feel happy.
Earning twenty taels of silver in one day was indeed not bad.
After the book was published, he would see how the response was.
If the series was not bad and he was lucky enough to gain some fame, he could talk to the bookstore about the share.
Then, he remembered that there was not much paper left at home, so he bought a knife of good paper from the shop.
"Little Five, cut some good paper for Young Master Zhao.”
"Alright!"
After the innkeeper instructed the waiter to bring Zhao Jing a piece of paper, Zhao Jing said goodbye to the innkeeper and stood at the side to wait.
Soon, the waiter brought the paper he bought over.
"Young Master, a knife of good paper costs 120 wen.”
Zhao Jing nodded and took out his purse.
The little cloth bag that the little girl had given him was also brought out.
Zhao Jing couldn't help but smile as he looked at the little pouch with some patches.
He wondered if the little girl would be afraid at home.
Thinking of this, Zhao Jing thought that he had to speed up.
He took out 120 wen from his purse and handed it to the waiter.
Zhao Jing casually stuffed the silver ingot into the little girl's purse.
Ten taels was not a lot.
However, for farmers, it was an astronomical figure.
This was the first sum of money that Zhao Jing had earned in ancient times. He was very happy.
When they passed by a wonton restaurant, Zhao Jing thought about it and ordered a bowl.
He had only eaten a bowl of porridge in the morning. After walking for so long, he was actually very hungry.
A bowl of wontons cost eight wen. It had a thin skin and a little bit of meat. It was a clear soup base with a few green onions floating on it.
Then, he bought two steamed buns from a nearby shop and started eating them with wontons.
After he finished eating, he even drank the soup. Zhao Jing touched his belly, which was finally full, and let out a soft sigh.
He had wanted to pack some raw wontons for the little girl to cook, but the sun was too strong during the day. He was afraid that it would stink if he covered it in cloth, so he had to give up.
After paying, Zhao Jing went into a grocery store to buy some salt.
When she was about to leave, she saw the yellow candy in the grocery store.
Zhao Jing wasn't greedy for these sweet things.
However, when she thought of the child at home, it was probably the time to be greedy.
When she ate candy, her big eyes would definitely curl up happily, and her entire little face would have a sweet smile.
Zhao Jing's heart skipped a beat. Although the candy was expensive, he still weighed a small bag.
Anyway, he had an income now.
If the book sold well, the price would definitely increase.
Moreover, he could write as many books as he wanted.
The printing industry of the Ming Dynasty had always been very stable.
His income would only increase.
Therefore, Zhao Jing did not hold back when he bought things.
After buying everything, Zhao Jing went to the cloth shop to buy a lot of cloth.
Zhao Jing, who was carrying a basket full of things, happened to get on an ox cart from the neighboring village.
There were many people on the ox-cart, and they were all from nearby villages.
They saw that Zhao Jing's basket was full. He was tall and handsome, and he was wearing a long robe.
They all looked at him curiously.
When the ox-cart reached the village entrance, Zhao Jing got off and prepared to walk back.
It was only noon.
Usually, at this time, many villagers who had just finished eating would gather at the big locust tree at the entrance of the village to chat.
However, when Zhao Jing passed by, he did not see anyone.
He walked back in confusion and realized that there was basically no one on the road.
"What happened?"
Zhao Jing couldn't help but quicken his pace.
When he was near his house, he saw that the fence outside his house was full of people.
Moreover, everyone was discussing animatedly.
"How can the Lin Family Village do things like this?”
"Yeah, if I hadn't seen her by the river today and asked her, I would have thought that she was someone's new wife.”
"Hey, Little Jing is back!"
Everyone turned around and saw Zhao Jing coming back. They quickly called him over.
"Why is everyone crowding outside my house? Did something happen?"
Zhao Jing walked over quickly.
"Little Jing, tell me the truth. Has your wife been replaced?" Second Aunt Zhao asked.”
When Zhao Jing heard this, he knew that this was bad.
At this moment, a few berating voices came from the room.
That was the voice of the clan leader and his uncle!
Zhao Jing didn't care about anything else and quickly said,""We'll talk about this later."
"I'll go in and take a look."
Zhao Jing walked through the crowd and quickly returned to the house.
The Clan Leader, a few elders, and Zhao Jing's uncle were all in the house.
Lin Anan was standing at the side, her eyes red with helplessness.
Seeing her husband return, she wanted to walk over, but she didn't dare.
Zhao Jing gave her a comforting look and then put the basket on his back on the ground.
"Patriarch, Uncle, and Granduncles, why are you all here?" Zhao Jing asked with a smile.”
He turned to Lin Anan and said,"Anan, bring a bowl of water for the elders."”
Hearing Zhao Jing's words, Lin Anan wanted to run back to the kitchen.
However, the walking stick in the clan leader's hand hit the ground directly, scaring her so much that she cowered and stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move again.
Zhao Jing looked at the frightened little girl and could not help but sigh in his heart.
This poor thing had only cried for a day yesterday, and she was frightened again today.
"Xiao Jing, has your new daughter-in-law been replaced?”
"Do you know about this?"
Zhao Jing's uncle stood up and asked.
From Zhao Jing's tone, everyone guessed that he had already known about this.
But no matter what, she still had to get an affirmative statement from him.
Since things had come to this, this matter could not be hidden anymore.
"Uncle, I did know about this yesterday," Zhao Jing said truthfully.”
Hearing Zhao Jing's admission, the clan leader said angrily,""Xiao Jing, why didn't you come to Granduncle yesterday?”
He slammed the table." Preposterous!”
"What is Lin Qingshan's family doing?”
"How dare you lie like this? You're really going too far!"
"Detain this woman. We'll go to Lin Family Village now to demand an explanation!”
"If they refuse to admit this matter, I, Zhao Youzheng, will report it to the authorities even if I have to risk my old face!”
With the clan leader's order, the two aunts were about to escort Lin Anan back to the Lin Family Village.
Lin Anan was really frightened.
The two aunties 'hands were like iron pliers as they grabbed her thin arms.
"I'm…I'm sorry," Lin Anan cried.”
"Husband ~~~~"
The tears in her eyes blurred the people and things in front of her.
Lin Anan's heart sank as she thought that her good days had only lasted for one night.
She can't bear to part with her husband
At this moment.
She felt the spot that was tightly gripped by her hand lighten. Then, she fell into a warm embrace.
In her trance, Lin Anan heard Zhao Jing's gentle voice.
"Patriarch, there's no need to send him back."
"I've already agreed to let her stay.”
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