Frankly, for a transmigrator of ten years, having only seventy-three taels of silver for all one’s possessions is truly inconceivable.
Lady Lin lived in an era that was the most prosperous and flourishing for humankind!
She had received the best education, the most extensive training, and this is the result?
Lady Lin glanced at them, "Didn’t your time have salted fish?"
"Although our era had the best of everything, maybe because it was too good, what it produced was not elites but salted fish like me.
You might imagine, before arriving in ancient times, I couldn’t even cook. It was only after coming here that I began to learn various living skills."
Lady Lin recalled the days when she was a complete novice in life, surviving on takeout, and felt as though they were eons away.
She never thought that in a blink of an eye she would have been here for ten years, and during these ten years, she had devoted herself to the study of Mohism and thus missed the best season for romance.
Certainly, in the modern world, a twenty-eight-year-old woman is just maturing, at the most charming stage, yet here she was already referred to as a woman past her prime, and it wasn’t those of her age who were out and about but girls of seventeen or eighteen.
Lady Lin felt deeply distressed.
She knew that people matured early in ancient times but didn’t expect it to be this early.
Of course, that’s just one aspect; then there comes the variety of living skills.
Let’s ask, among all the girls of the 21st century, how many could make soap, shower gel, glass, gunpowder, or even process gold, silver, and jewels deeply?
Such specialized fields, how could ordinary girls know!
And so, she perfectly missed her chance with wealth.
And the subsequent wars are even less worth mentioning. She didn’t understand military tactics, and even if she did, her sect strictly forbade involvement in the succession conflicts, so it was impossible for Lady Lin to swear allegiance to any Prince.
Not being able to swear allegiance naturally meant she had nothing to do with wealth and honor; Lady Lin could only be an ordinary commoner.
However, commoners could only farm or work for others, which she couldn’t do!
Running a business isn’t as simple as just saying you want to manage one; first, you need initial capital!
Therefore, Lady Lin could only do what she was capable of, wracking her brains to come up with this beeswax idea to subsidize her living. Being able to survive in these troubled times and even save a few children was the best she could do within the scope of her abilities.
Lady Lin admitted she had done her best; these seventy-three taels were higher than the sky, deeper than the sea!
Bai Junjun didn’t know what to say.
Lest they had expected, the era most envied by people from The Apocalypse surprisingly produced life novices, while the cruelest era she was in forced them to become capable of anything.
And so, Lady Lin joined them.
She arranged with Elder Monk Shan Ci that one would teach in the morning, the other in the afternoon, with Shan Ci responsible for literature and Lady Lin for mathematics and logic.
As for the rest, such as physical strengthening, it was left to Ah Dao.
Ah Dao would lead everyone in practicing Martial Arts.
The children were all thrilled to have this proper school, eager to attend classes and hardly ever going out to the streets anymore.
On the other hand, Bai Junjun and Li Wenli often went out for strolls.
Naturally, their main purpose was to keep an eye on Dongsheng Tavern, hoping to discover the location of the underground military arsenal from there.
Unfortunately, everything was normal at Dongsheng Tavern; they watched for several days and saw nothing unusual.
As for Imperial Capital City, after being under martial law for seven days, dissenting voices finally began to emerge.