155 Needs to Keep Some Food
Su Binglan genuinely thought Lin Zhen was intelligent. She praised him, “You are smart and excel at learning, so why does your father think you can’t compare to your big brother?”
Lin Zhen was doing his calculations seriously when he heard his boss’s words. He laughed happily, like a primary school student getting praise from his teacher.
Despite that, he thought of his father and said, “I never wanted to learn tedious subjects. I just like kung fu and want to learn from you. Also, I enjoy learning more practical things.”
Su Binglan understood what Lin Zheng meant.
Lin Zheng loved learning things he could use to his advantage. He wanted to learn fundamental skills, not things one would need for the imperial exams.
Su Binglan agreed. “It’s great to learn more useful skills, especially in this chaotic world.”
She often heard Lin Zheng talk about things happening in the outside world and understood that wars often occurred outside Dingzhou City.
Now that the prestige and power of the imperial court had weakened, wars would become even more fierce. Things would only become more chaotic now.
Su Binglan estimated it would not be long before every household would have to store more grain for emergencies.
The villagers would sell most of their wheat and corn after the autumn harvest during the previous years and keep a portion of the money they earned for their families. They would also trade their wheat and corn for grain.
However, there was not much grain left. There would only be enough for a year’s worth of food.
After the autumn harvest this year, Su Binglan was prepared to tell her parents to store all the grain they could because grain was more vital than gold or silver in a chaotic world.
When Lin Zheng heard his boss’s words, he said, “Did you just say it’s a chaotic world, boss?”
Su Binglan looked at the account book and casually said, “That’s right. Didn’t you once say there are often wars out there?”
It was an undeniable matter. Chu Country’s internal power was scattered, and there would be a change of dynasty after the war.
However, Su Binglan left out a piece of information: heroes would always emerge during troubled times.
Lin Zheng’s expression became serious as he said, “Boss, I have learned and practiced the kung fu skills you’ve taught me. I will protect myself and the people around me!”
Su Binglan patted his shoulder and said, “Practice it well, Lin Zheng. It will be useful in the future.”
“Yes, boss, I will!”
Lin Zheng would always listen to what his boss said.
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In the middle of the morning, Su Binglan went to Drunken Cloud to deliver some potatoes and chilies.
Mr. Wang was very enthusiastic when he saw Su Binglan. “You’re finally here, Miss Su! The demand for these potatoes is exceedingly high. Do you think you can deliver more goods in one go?
Drunken Cloud’s business was booming thanks to the recipes, chilies, and potatoes Su Binglan sold.
Su Binglan nodded and said, “Sure. Here are today’s goods. I will send more next time.”
The things she had planted in her pocket dimension grew very fast. She had already harvested the potatoes she had previously planted twice. She even piled them up in her pocket dimension’s warehouse area.
Anything she stored in the warehouse would stay fresh for longer, and there was no need to worry if they would rot. Su Binglan could just sell them whenever she needed to.
Mr. Wang paid Su Binglan more than 600 coins this time. She took it and prepared to leave when Mr. Wang said hesitantly, “M-Miss Su, can Drunken Cloud work with you in selling salted eggs, tofu, and preserved eggs?”
Mr. Wang spoke with respect because he knew how capable Su Binglan was. He thought the foods she made were novel and delicious.