It is worthwhile for me to continue to cooperate with him. He concentrates on writing, burning and selling things and leaves them to her. She has channels and can sell them to various places in Daqi.

Of course, it's not for nothing that she helps him run the business, and she gets dividends.

Zhang Banqi, She San.

"Qing'er, can you make some money by helping Zhang Ban sell books?"

As if mother and daughter were really connected, Mrs. Sun quickly thought of this problem.

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, "We will get 30% to 70%, and I will get 30%."

"Oh, that's good. Zhang Ban doesn't say anything, but he should know what is good and what is bad."

Mrs. Sun smiled with satisfaction, her smile was honest and simple.

Yang Ruoqing smiled, in fact, only a few cents of the 30% bonus fell into her hands. Helping Zhang Ban sell books would cost money for operating expenses, managing other relationship channels, and manpower.

The 30% bonus ensures that she can help Zhang Ban so that his books can be seen by more people without having to invest any capital on her own.

The words he worked so hard to weave can be exchanged for a certain amount of money to fulfill his promise to his family.

"Mom, you don't have to worry about these things. Come on, grab me a handful of straw and I'll learn to weave straw sandals."

Yang Ruoqing took a small horse and sat down next to Sun, and started to imitate it in a decent manner.

The two women were knitting straw sandals and chatting, and the time passed quickly. When it was almost noon, Yang Huazhong came back from outside. When he entered, he took off his hat and used it as a fan.

"I was working in the fields earlier and heard them tell me a piece of news. They came from the south."

"What's the news?" asked Sun.

Yang Huazhong said: "I don't know whether it's true or not. I just know that there is Juxian Town in the south, next to the small town at the foot of the mountain, and the official road passes there. It has rained heavily in the past few days and the mountain collapsed. Half of the town

All the houses were buried.”

"Oh my God!"

The straw sandals in Sun's hand fell to the ground, and the color on her face faded a bit.

"Then...is anyone hurt?" she asked again.

Yang Huazhong looked a little solemn, "Since half of the house has been buried, if there are still people in the house who have not escaped, it must be very dangerous."

"Oh my God!" Mrs. Sun murmured, leaning down to pick up the straw sandals on the ground, "It's so miserable..."

"Did it collapse during the day or night?" Yang Ruoqing also asked.

Yang Huazhong was stunned for a moment, "I really don't know this. I only heard that it collapsed and half of the mountain collapsed."

"Qing'er, is there any difference between day and night?" Mrs. Sun looked confused.

Yang Ruoqing nodded: "Of course there is a difference. Many people are working or doing business outside in broad daylight. If there is any movement on the mountain, they have time to run away."

"If everyone is asleep at night, then..."

There is no need to say what follows.

Sun's eyes were full of panic.

Yang Huazhong also sighed, "This is really a crime!"

Isn't it just a crime? Yang Ruoqing thought in her heart, in front of nature, no matter how powerful human beings are, they are still ants.

Who lives and who dies depends entirely on fate.

Wait, Juxian Town is next to the official road. Xiao An and He Qingsong should not be so unlucky that they happened to pass by Juxian Town, right?

Feeling impatient, Yang Ruoqing secretly glanced at Yang Huazhong and Sun. Fortunately, they were still immersed in the shock of such a disaster and had not thought of anything else.

"What I'm worried about now is Xiaoan and the others." Yang Huazhong suddenly said.
Chapter completed!