"Your little noggin sure has a knack for business," Qin Jian said as he lightly flicked her forehead.
Having been reborn, An Hao knew perfectly well what was popular in this era and what would bring wealth.
With the money she made from the jeans business, she leased quite a bit of land and started the greenhouse business.
The people around had long been green with envy, wanting to make money too, but without the startup capital, they could only watch others get rich.
All these ideas and the capital were hers, and now that An Ping was running it, it was only natural not to keep all the money to herself, which is why she held shares in the family business.
"Let’s go. Let’s go in and see what this kid is up to," An Hao said, pulling Qin Jian into the house with her.
"Excuse me, make way!" An Hao led the way.
The crowd started to buzz with gossip upon seeing An Hao and Qin Jian.
"Wow, look at that girl, she’s pretty sharp-looking, and that soldier isn’t half-bad either."
"Who are these two? Why have they come to join the excitement?"
"You people from outside the village wouldn’t know; this is An Ping’s own sister and brother-in-law! The sister is our district’s top scorer in the college entrance exam, and she goes to Military Medical University. The brother-in-law is a chief of staff."
"They’re really a match made in heaven. Tsk tsk, no wonder An Ping’s standards are so high. Whichever girl marries him will be living the good life..."
An Hao and Qin Jian made their way through the crowd to the north room, where they saw two tables set up, with An Ping sitting behind one, head down, busy writing and sketching on some paper.
Standing by his side were two men, one named Erzhuzi and the other, Liu Xiaolian.
Those two stood straight as rods, like a pair of door gods.
The line of people looked like they were here for an interview, as Erzhuzi called out, "Next!"
A woman in her forties made her way from the courtyard into the north room.
Liu Xiaolian called out, "Introduce yourself."
"My name’s not important, what matters is my daughter. She’s sixteen today, a real beauty with a fair, slightly chubby face..."
"Is your daughter a white radish?" Erzhuzi couldn’t help but shout, "Quit the nonsense and get to the point."
"Aye," the woman continued, "she’s got beautiful big eyes, and her lower lip is red and plump, really quite charming. She’s got a good temper, is skilled with needlework, and respects her elders..."
"You’re getting off-track! Auntie, you’re getting off-track," Liu Xiaolian hurriedly reminded her.
The woman was on a roll, utterly ignoring Liu Xiaolian and Erzhuzi’s interjections: "My girl’s strong, has wide hips - perfect for bearing children. Wanting to have sons? Absolutely no problem. Look, I even brought a photo."
As she spoke, the woman took out a photo from her pocket and started heading towards An Ping.
As soon as the woman approached, the queue below turned into chaos, with everyone pulling out photos from their pockets and starting to crowd into the north room.
"Hold them back! Hold them back!" An Ping jumped away from the table in alarm.
Liu Xiaolian and Erzhuzi, like two towering iron statues, charged forward: "What’s going on here? What’s going on? We’re hiring for fieldwork, not matchmaking here! Our boss An is still young, not even seventeen years old yet."
"It’s fine. We don’t mind."
Erzhuzi glanced at the woman with the loudest voice and bellowed, "Of course, you wouldn’t mind. Your daughter is already twenty and still not married off. You’re probably eager to get her married, right?"
"An older woman is a treasure to behold! Haven’t you heard that saying before?"
An Hao couldn’t help but burst into laughter at the scene unfolding in the crowd.
Annoyed, An Ping caught sight of An Hao and saw her as a savior, darting over to her like a monkey, grabbing her hand: "Female bandit, when did you get back? Save me, please!"