After wearing it: I traded a pig for a man.

Jiang Yun Ning sat opposite him: "Just write down that the cafeteria is hiring female workers. Good health, age between fifteen and forty-five. Monthly salary..."

She paused for a moment.

I asked the manager of Baiweixuan a couple of days ago, and the shop assistants are paid thirty coins a day. That's nine hundred coins a month.

However, the work in the canteen may be more tiring than that in the restaurant, but the advantage is that it is shorter, and you only need to work for half a day to finish.

"Let's write nine hundred coins," she said. "Let's try it out first. If we do well after a month, we'll raise it by another hundred coins."

If they don't perform well, they're fired and replaced.

After Jiang Che finished writing, he put down his pen, blew on it a few times, and then pushed it in front of her.

The sense of disappointment is still very strong.

"I'm going to do the laundry." He stood up dejectedly, picked up the dirty clothes Jiang Yun Ning had placed on the chair, and pushed open the door to go out.

He turned around too quickly and didn't see Jiang Yun Ning's outstretched hand retract.

Jiang Yun Ning scratched his head. He had just wanted to talk to Jiang Che about getting married, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to say them.

"Never mind. Let's talk about it after we move," she muttered, folding up the job posting and stuffing it into her coat.

As night deepened, Jiang Che quietly opened the door, picked up his bow and arrows, and scaled the wall to leave.

The moon hangs in the night sky, so bright that you don't even need to bring a torch.

The solitary figure moved swiftly into the deep mountains under the cover of night.

Not long after Jiang Che disappeared, the door to Jiang Youfu's house opened.

Two figures emerged furtively, carrying bamboo baskets, and headed towards the riverbank.

"Dad, let's pick more, shall we? There are so many, they won't notice. Besides, even if they do find out, they won't know who did it, right?"

Jiang Mancang quickly picked the tomatoes, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.

He didn't understand why Jiang Youfu was so careful, only picking twenty catties a day, and leaving without looking back after finishing.

According to his idea, they should be able to pick a hundred or so pounds in one night. Since these are not theirs, there is no cost, and they can make a net profit of two ounces per night.

How awesome is that?

"I'm warning you," Jiang Youfu said, holding his breath, "Don't do anything reckless."

Now I can pick 20 jin a day and earn 400 wen a day. In two days, that's 800, almost a tael of silver. This is something I never dared to dream of before.

If you pick too many, and get caught, you'll lose everything.

Jiang Youfu glared at him, then, seeing the basket was full, immediately said, "Let's go."

Yang Guizhi was still a little uncomfortable in the courtyard, pacing back and forth by the door.

This is the third day I've gone to steal tomatoes, so why am I still so nervous?

Soon, the quiet night was filled with the sound of footsteps. Yang Guizhi quickly opened the door and welcomed the father and son inside.

The family of three quietly entered the woodshed.

"How is it? Did no one notice?" she asked, a little worried.

Jiang Youfu shook his head: "No, who would go to the fields in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Mancang was a little thirsty from running and reached out to grab a tomato, but Jiang Youfu slapped him away.

"Don't move. We need to sell it for money." He looked at his lazy and good-for-nothing son and felt only disappointment.

Jiang Yuning, a young woman, can earn money to build a house, while her own son only knows how to idle away his time.

They all share the same blood, so why is the third brother's family getting better and better?

Jiang Mancang was a little angry: "Dad, we can just go pick more, there are so many already."

And it's free.

"We can't steal too much, or we'll get caught," Jiang Youfu sighed.

Two days ago, he followed Jiang Yuning and found that he was selling tomatoes for a high price of 20 coins per catty. After returning, he excitedly went up the mountain, found a few tomatoes, and picked half a basket.

He immediately went to a large restaurant in town. Just when he thought his chance to make a fortune had finally come, the head chef in the kitchen only took one bite and kicked him out.

They even scolded him, asking if he was so poor he'd sell anything.

Jiang Youfu found it strange, as he clearly saw that Jiang Yuning was selling tomatoes.

So he secretly went to Jiang Yun Ning's field and stole one when no one was looking and took a bite.

He immediately decided to steal tomatoes to sell.

Tonight is the third day.

I pick two baskets a day, each basket weighing ten jin. With more than two acres of tomatoes, you wouldn't notice if I lost twenty jin.

Jiang Youfu looked at the large, red tomatoes in front of him: "We still need to find out where the third brother bought his tomato seeds. Why are they different from the ones we have at home?"

He had no idea that these tomato seedlings were secretly taken out by Jiang Yunning after he had improved and cultivated them in his space.

"Dad, you're always so cautious." Jiang Mancang said with some disdain, "Because you're so cautious about everything, Grandma gave her retirement money to the second wife, the third wife got rich and built a house, and we're still living in this dilapidated house."

"Mancang, listen to your father." Yang Yuzhi was also a little angry.

Her son is truly a waste. How dare he speak to his own father like that?

Jiang Youfu looked at her: "You've been selling wooden steamed buns these past two days, haven't you noticed anything unusual?"

Yang Guizhi shook her head: "No. It's still the same as before."

During those two visits, she felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look at the tomatoes in the yard.

As dawn broke, Jiang Yuning yawned and got out of bed, but she didn't see Jiang Che seducing her in the yard.

"What did you go to do again?" she muttered, not paying any attention, and turned to wash up.

Breakfast was ready, but Jiang Che still hadn't returned. Jiang Yun Ning walked into his room, puzzled, and found a note on the table.

"I'm going for a walk in the mountains, then I'll head straight to the academy. Don't wait up for me."

Jiang Yunning held the note, feeling somewhat worried.

She had told Jiang Che not to go into the mountains, but he ignored her. They needed to have a serious talk; he couldn't just keep running off into the mountains so recklessly.

Too dangerous.

"Mom, no need to wait. Jiang Che will go straight to the academy. Let's eat." Jiang Yun Ning called out as she entered the kitchen.

Wang Cuihua nodded: "Okay, then remember to buy a few steamed buns for Jiang Che to take with him on the way. He can't skip breakfast."

Jiang Yun Ning hummed in agreement and didn't say anything more.

"Is only Auntie going today?" Jiang Anhe was lifted onto the oxcart and looked at the spot where Jiang Che used to sit.

Jiang Yunning cracked her whip: "Uncle has already passed away."

The oxcart swayed and rattled away from the village, and Jiang Anhe chattered incessantly the whole way.

Upon arriving at the academy, the two parted ways, and Jiang Yun Ning finally had some peace and quiet.

She suddenly remembered that she often chattered on and on around Jiang Che. Did Jiang Che feel the same way?

Jiang Yun Ning shook her head, thinking that she should talk less in the future.

As the group was picking vegetables, the old man at the door arrived with two women.

"Boss Jiang, didn't you ask me to keep an eye out? These two want to ask about the cafeteria's hiring." The old man called out, and Jiang Yun Ning immediately dried his hands and came out.

"Thank you, sir," she said with a smile.

"There's nothing to thank me for. You feed me for free every day, I should be thanking you." The old man waved his hand, saw the person off, and went back to guard the gate.

He briefly explained the work of the canteen to the two women and outlined their monthly allowance. The two women nodded repeatedly.

"It's dry. I'm not afraid of getting tired."

"Me too."

Jiang Yun Ning nodded and led the two into the kitchen, instructing Wang Qing Qing to assign them tasks.

With two more people on the team, things became much easier.

When Jiang Che arrived and saw the unfamiliar face, he was taken aback for a moment: "Did someone already apply just after the job posting was put up?"

"No, I asked the gatekeeper to help me make the contact yesterday." Jiang Yun Ning shook the water off her hands, stood up, and took Jiang Che's arm as they left the kitchen.

"I told you not to go into the mountains alone." She frowned, her eyes scanning Jiang Che with concern. "Are you alright?"

Jiang Che shook his head and took out ten taels of silver from his hand: "I hunted two mountain deer, for a total of..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Yun Ning interrupted him impatiently: "Don't tell me I don't want your money."

She realized that trying to talk to Jiang Che nicely wasn't going to work.

I've told him so many times not to go into the deep mountains alone, but he just won't listen.

"Why? Did I make you angry?" Jiang Che asked anxiously, his usually indifferent eyes now filled with worry. "I'll change, please don't be angry with me."