After Dahe Village was changed to Dahe Town, the villagers became ordinary people.
Although their identities are different, the genes of being farmers are still engraved in their bones, that is, they like to chat and gossip at home.
Even though Cheng Wanwan had said countless times that misfortune comes from the mouth, they still couldn't help it sometimes.
Five or six women gathered around, talking enthusiastically about King Qin's fear of insects, with disdain on their faces.
"A grown man is actually afraid of bugs!"
"Hahahaha, this is the first time I have seen such a timid person."
at this time--
"Is it that funny?"
A cold voice came, the voice was cold and deep, as if it contained murderous intent.
The women turned around and saw the person they had just been talking about standing behind them. They were frightened and knelt down as soon as their knees went weak.
"Meet, meet the prince!"
"Oh, you still know that I am a prince?" King Qin's voice was full of ridicule, "What kind of crime should a person who talks about the royal family behind his back deserve?"
"It's wrong, we know we were wrong..." The women were so frightened that they trembled, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty, we will never dare to do it again..."
They really regretted it to death. Why couldn't they hold back such bad words? Couldn't they wait until the prince left Dahe Town before discussing it?
Dashan Niang is right, trouble comes from the mouth. If you can't control this mouth, you don't know how many troubles will be caused in the future.
People are like this. You may not be able to remember what others tell you a thousand or ten thousand times, but as long as you experience it once, you will have this lesson firmly engraved in your mind.
Five or six women lay prostrate at their feet, all trembling. Only then did the anger on King Qin's face dissipate a little.
He said coldly: "Since I know I was wrong, I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes."
The women looked up happily, suddenly feeling that the prince was no longer so hateful.
King Qin unfolded his paper fan and thought slowly.
The group of women suddenly felt that King Qin was indeed not that hateful, but it seemed that his brain was not working well. He was actually fanning in this winter...
"Answer me a few questions, and I will forgive you." King Qin raised his lips, "You should know a lot about Suigong people, right?"
Several women suddenly looked at each other.
The King of Qin actually asked about Dashan Niang. What did he want to do?
By the way, it seems that I heard that King Qin is not married yet, and he doesn’t even have a mother-in-law to serve him. Could it be that he is attracted to Dashan Niang...
Dashan Niang is the God of Wealth in their village and the Dinghai Needle in their hearts, and she must not be missed.
A woman asked tentatively: "What does the prince want to know about Sui Gong?"
"Ahem!" King Qin cleared his throat and shook his fan harder, "Let's talk about her previous man."
The women looked at each other and saw in each other's eyes that this was indeed the case.
"It has been so many years since Dad Dashan died, and Mother Dashan still thinks about him every day. She even said before that she would remain a widow for Dad Dashan for the rest of her life."
"Yes, although Dashan Niang has a grandson, she still looks very young. It is not impossible to marry again, but she must be guarded by Zhao Youjin."
"Zhao Youjin was very kind to Dashan Niang when he was alive. It's not surprising that Dashan Niang is thinking about her."
"When our county magistrate came to propose marriage, Dashan Niang was not a respectful person at that time, and she dared to reject the magistrate's marriage proposal directly."
King Qin sneered: "He is just a seventh-grade county magistrate, so the people of Suigong naturally look down upon him."
When he said this, the women present were not convinced.
"What's wrong with the Qipin County Magistrate? He is the father-in-law of our Dahe Town and a god in the eyes of our people."
"Although the magistrate is almost forty, he is very handsome. His nose is his nose and his eyes are his eyes. He is definitely worthy of Dashan Niang."
"It's a pity that Dashan Niang has been thinking about Zhao Youjin, otherwise it would be nice to marry the county magistrate and become the county magistrate's wife."
"Okay, okay, stop talking..."
Seeing King Qin's face gradually darken, these women did not dare to say anything more.
"laugh!"
King Qin sneered.
So why is Zhao Youjin, a farmer, worthy of being remembered for so many years?
That Shen Dongming, who is only in the seventh rank, is extremely fat and extremely poor, is he worthy of being from Suigong?
These village women are simply ignorant and stupid!
He waved his fan and walked away.
At this time, his bodyguard found out the news and came to report: "Your Majesty, Sui Gong is at the workshop. Do you want to go there?"
He originally stayed in Dahe Town for some selfish reasons, so naturally he wanted to go and have a look.
At this moment, Cheng Wanwan and Wu Huiniang were in the largest square of the soap workshop. Every general meeting of the workshop was held here.
The New Year is approaching and the workshop is about to go on annual holiday. Before the holiday, the New Year gifts must be distributed.
It turned out that Wu Huiniang was asked to do this, but Cheng Wanwan didn't want to sit idle at home, so she came with her.
Looking at the hundreds of people in front of him, Cheng Wanwan felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart. The original soap workshop only had a few dozen people. After two or three years of development, it now has soap, glycerin, skin care products, and alcohol. The total number of people in the family workshop has exceeded 500.
It can be said that almost every household in Dahe Town has someone working for her.
She and Dahe Town have long been connected as a whole.
"In the past year, the workshop has expanded rapidly, and everyone has worked hard." Cheng Wanwan said with a gentle smile, "Now the products of the workshop have been sold all over the country, and it is the credit of everyone present. It's the New Year, Everyone can take a good rest at home, and we will continue to work next year."
As she was talking, snow suddenly began to fall in the sky.
Big flakes of goose-feather white snow fell, and everyone raised their heads and stretched out their hands to catch the snowflakes.
She took a piece of snow in her hand and continued, "Before the annual holiday, we will carry out our regular New Year gift delivery. Everyone lined up, collected the things and went home quickly. It's too cold outside."
The snow is getting heavier and heavier, but everyone present is extremely happy.
The happiest time is when New Year gifts are distributed every year. After receiving the money, carrying rice oil, chicken, duck and fish, it is another sumptuous New Year's Eve.
Wu Huiniang is responsible for distributing New Year gifts and handing each red seal to each worker personally.
After those people received the things, they would go under the eaves and say a few words to Cheng Wanwan, some of which were to make things happen, and some of which were to express gratitude...
Cheng Wanwan always had a smile on her face. No matter what the other party said or asked, she answered patiently, and then watched each worker leave.
King Qin walked to the entrance of the workshop and stood at the side door, where he could just see Cheng Wanwan.
She was wrapped in a water-red cloak, and stood out among a group of simple people. She stood under the eaves, and snowflakes were flying, some falling on her hair and shoulders, and some falling on her eyelashes, which made her look as jade-like as possible. , skin like snow.
She didn't look like a thirty-six-year-old woman, she looked younger than the thirty-four-year-old man.
King Qin had always boasted that a jade tree stood in the wind, but at this moment, he felt a little unconfident.
While he was stunned, a child suddenly rushed towards him out of control and plowed into him.
The child held a piece of hot oil cake in his hand and poured it all on King Qin. The top-quality brocade robe was stained with oil marks.
The attendant behind King Qin stepped forward suddenly and shouted angrily: "You dare to rush into the prince, why don't you kneel down!"
