While many people were so worried that they couldn't sleep, Yang Huaming was secretly enjoying himself.

"Xiaojuan, I have calculated carefully. In a few days, I think the rice jars in these people's homes will be emptier, so I will throw out the rice I hoarded before, one after another."

Under the quilt, Yang Huaming hugged Xiaojuan and said excitedly.

"Fourth brother, how much rice have you hoarded in total?" Xiaojuan also asked excitedly.

Yang Huaming said: "When I was hoarding, the price of rice had not yet soared to that sky-high price."

"I put all our eighty taels of silver into it. The house we rented is about the same size as ours. The pile of rice is half the size of the house."

"After a few days, I will sell them in batches. I will sell them at the current price. Hehe, the cart will go in with one hand and the golden carriage will come out. Hahaha..."

Xiaojuan's eyes gleamed when she heard Yang Huaming's calculations.

"How can you earn so much? Fourth brother, you are so awesome..."

"Fourth brother, you have become rich, but don't despise Xiaojuan. If you don't want Xiaojuan, then Xiaojuan will be really pitiful..."

Xiaojuan acted coquettishly and pretended to be pitiful, and she was quite pretty, so she was stirring in bed like this.

No man can resist it.

Even if Yang Huaming's combat effectiveness has plummeted since he stopped his bad habit of eating snakes,

But there is still a chance for a few breaths.

So, he hugged Xiaojuan and said, "Don't worry, you are not the yellow-faced woman in the west room opposite, how can I let you go?"

Then, hugging is a joyful meal.

Although the time was really short, so short that Xiaojuan thought it was an illusion, so short that it ended before it even started,

But, he has been to her world after all...

…

The next day, Yang Huaming sang a little tune early in the morning and drove his carriage to the town.

As I was passing by the road in front of Yang Ruoqing's courtyard, I happened to meet Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang, who were also driving a carriage.

"Qing'er, Tangya, are you going out to visit relatives this early in the morning?" Yang Huaming slowed down the carriage and greeted the young couple with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing saw that it was Yang Huaming and was not interested in responding.

Out of politeness, and because he was a man with a relatively broad mind, Luo Fengtang smiled and responded to Yang Huaming.

"Yes, I plan to go to the county town with Qing'er to pay New Year's greetings. Fourth Uncle, are you, Fourth Aunt and the children going to Liujia Village to pay New Year's greetings?" he asked.

Yang Huaming shook his head and glanced at the carriage with the curtain behind him.

"Your fourth aunt and I are going to the town to buy some needles and thread, hehe..."

When Yang Huaming finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage behind him was opened a little by a white and tender hand, and a young woman with light makeup stretched out half of her face and glanced at Luo Fengtang.

With just one glance, a hint of surprise flashed across the woman's eyes.

Then the curtain of the carriage was lowered like an electric shock, and the heart in the carriage was beating wildly.

Outside the carriage, Yang Huaming's voice then sounded: "Well, let's leave first. We'll talk when we get back."

Yang Huaming waved his riding crop and was about to leave, but Yang Ruoqing suddenly called out to him.

"Uncle Fourth, please stop for a moment, I want to remind you." She said.

Yang Huaming quickly reined in the reins and looked at the approaching Yang Ruoqing with a smile.

"Qing'er, what do you want to say? Tell me, my fourth uncle is listening." He said with a friendly face.

Yang Ruoqing came to Yang Huaming, looked at him from head to toe, and said: "Fourth uncle, remember that we are all relatives, I will give you one last piece of advice."

"Don't lose everything. Sell the rice you have hoarded earlier. The price should be the normal price, maybe 20% higher."

"Don't expect to make a fortune by selling them at sky-high prices. Soon, the court will allocate official grains. If you don't get rid of the grains you have hoarded, you will lose everything. By then it will be too late to cry!" she said.

After hearing what she said, the smile on Yang Huaming's face visibly froze.

"Qing'er, what are you talking about? Why can't I understand you? Besides, I don't have food in my hands. Your fourth uncle and I are not that capable..."

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand to interrupt Yang Huaming, "I know you do. Anyway, I revealed this to you in advance. You can weigh the consequences yourself."

After saying that, Yang Ruoqing turned around to leave, but Yang Huaming called out to her.

"Qing'er, is your gossip reliable?" He tilted his head and asked with a suspicious look on his face.

Yang Ruoqing paused at her feet and glanced sideways at him.

He didn't say anything, he just twitched his lips, then looked away and returned to his carriage without looking back.

The one pulling Luo Fengtang's carriage was the King of Horses. His foot power was beyond what Yang Huaming's carriage could match. In the blink of an eye, he was able to throw Yang Huaming's carriage away a long way.

Yang Huaming wanted to ask more questions, but he had no chance.

"Fourth brother, is what Qing'er said true?" The curtain of the carriage behind her was opened, Xiaojuan got out and asked.

Yang Huaming turned his head and glanced at Xiaojuan, also confused.

"Logically speaking, Qing'er's words are very reliable. Hey, I'm really in trouble right now!" he said.

Xiaojuan also looked confused.

"Fourth brother, you can't really do what Qing'er said and sell the rice at the normal price, right?"

She asked nervously.

"If that's the case, more than half of the eighty taels of silver will be lost. There is no way this can be done!" she added.

Yang Huaming said: "I understand this. You don't need to explain it. Forget it, just sit back first. I'll think about it all the way."

Xiaojuan then sat back, and as soon as her butt touched the stool, she suddenly bounced up again when she thought of something.

"Fourth brother, who was the young man who was with Qing'er earlier?" she asked again.

Yang Huaming was thinking about rice crops. When he heard her ask, he said casually: "My niece's son-in-law, Tang Yazi."

"Is that the one who works as a general outside?" Xiaojuan asked again.

"Yeah!" Yang Huaming responded.

Xiaojuan then sat back in the carriage.

Tall, tall, and handsome, this man is the most manly man she has ever seen.

Qing'er, what a blessing to be married to such a handsome man.

…

"Ah sneeze!"

Luo Fengtang, who was driving the car, suddenly sneezed loudly.

"What's wrong? Are you freezing?" Yang Ruoqing, who was sitting next to him, quickly asked with concern.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and rubbed his nose, shook his head and said, "It's okay, I'm not cold."

Yang Ruoqing smiled: "That means someone is thinking about you, hehe."

Luo Fengtang turned his head and glanced at Yang Ruoqing: "If you miss me, please sit next to me!"
Chapter completed!