It's really hard to just farm peacefully.

Chapter 370

Jiang Yan once fantasized that one day she could become rich through business, but this idea had wavered since she left Dongshan Village and lived with Fu Nulang in the governor's mansion in Heding Prefecture for several months.

After seeing the case files and account books of Rongcheng County and the large amount of information Chunying received, the idea of ​​doing business was completely cut off, unless she could form a self-protection force or find a strong backer.

But obviously, she doesn't have the strength or the determination at the moment.

In the past few years, even though the imperial court was falling apart, craftsmen from the Northern Jin Dynasty were often conscripted for no reason, and many civilians with special skills were recruited as craftsmen by local forces as needed.

Business people were often exploited. In addition to high taxes, the goods of outbound caravans were often "confiscated" by local authorities, and some well-run shops were forcibly taken over. Even farmers who set up stalls to sell vegetables might be kicked a few times.

As for finding a backer? Often, it is not much different from just handing it over. As the saying goes, "You work hard for whom, and for whom." The overall situation is chaotic and disorderly, and it all depends on luck.

If the Fu government had not taken over Rongcheng County and the Huang County Magistrate was the only one in power, the people of Dongshan Village would definitely not go into the city if possible, let alone sell their food and mountain products to increase their income.

"But I see that you haven't acted like you're scared these days." Chunying expressed doubts about Jiang Yan's argument that she "didn't dare to struggle first."

"Uh, well," Jiang Yan scratched his brow subconsciously, then said embarrassedly, "My parents say that I have a personality that's sometimes cautious, and sometimes willing to take advantage of others. Especially when I get to know someone a little better, I don't have to be so cautious anymore."

For example, the people in charge of Fu Mansion, after Jiang Yan and the people of Dongshan Village had observed them for a long time, had good tempers. As long as they were not provoked directly, and they would give in at critical moments, they would basically not call for war or killing.

Chunying: Are you being reckless or just enjoying excitement...

Jiang Yan didn't know what Chunying was complaining about, and seeing that she stopped asking questions, he consciously let the matter go.

Anyway, she will hand over these immature methods to the people of Dongshan Village before she goes home. Whether they can make money from them in the future is not something that people who can't even drink sugarcane juice now should consider.

……

Jiang Yan was in a good mood the day she received two sets of autumn clothes.

It’s better to sort out the unfinished work at hand. There is not much left and there is no rush to hand it in.

After changing into new clothes and reporting to Chunying and the lady who manages the house, Jiang Yan strolled outside alone to relax.

There was a big fair in Changning Prefecture today, located in the east city not far from their house.

Although it was already the end of the day and most of the crowd had dispersed, the ground was dirty, but as long as you avoided the patrol guards with bad tempers, it was still worth visiting overall.

Jiang Yan stayed outside for half an hour, and after confirming that the farmers who were exchanging seeds there did not have the vegetable or grain seeds she was looking for, she slowly wandered back.

The next day, Jiang Yan, who had been out and didn't want to go out again, was taken to the suburbs by Chunying.

When he returned to the city in the evening, Jiang Yan, exhausted, slumped against the cart, staring blankly yet seemingly aimlessly at the doormen conducting a strict search.

One of the doormen seemed to notice Jiang Yan's gaze and shot him a sharp look.

Jiang Yan's long-lost uneasiness surfaced again.

After entering the city and feeling the piercing gazes behind her were gone, she calmly poked Chunying's arm.

Chunying remained motionless, only glancing sideways, then uttered a voice from her throat: "Let's talk about this when we get back to the house."