Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable-Chapter 1175 - 1085: Female Prime Minister 23

Yin Cheng was dressed in silk clothes, which looked like they were worth at least ten taels of silver, and he held a folding fan, making him look pretentious. Beside him was a remarkably beautiful woman.

However, even though the woman was beautiful, she carried a certain air of weariness, and her makeup was rather heavy.

When Yin Zheng and the others came in, Yin Cheng was lowering his head to scrape fish bones for the woman and did not see Yin Zheng, Shuangshuang, Mrs. Wang, and Yin An.

The fish was the restaurant’s signature steamed fish, one costing three qian silver, and there was a top-grade Eight Treasures Duck dish, worth a full tael of silver per duck. There were some other dishes on the table, all expensive. The whole table appeared to cost at least five taels of silver.

Yin Zheng and the others didn’t want to interact with Yin Cheng, so seeing Yin Cheng pause for a moment, they bypassed him and went upstairs intending to eat in the hall on the second floor.

The waiter warmly greeted everyone to order dishes, and the first thing Yin Zheng ordered was the Eight Treasures Duck, followed by seven or eight other dishes, planning for a good meal.

This waiter happened to be the same one who, for the first time, served Yin Shuangshuang’s family; being a waiter, one must have a good memory and remember which customers have visited before they return.

Since they are returning customers, they might come often in the future, so the waiter was very enthusiastic in serving them, perhaps noticing Shuangshuang constantly glancing towards Yin Cheng, thinking Shuangshuang was interested in the beautiful woman.

The waiter proactively said, "Miss, don’t look at that woman for her beauty and glamor; she’s merely a brothel woman, as insignificant as dust, incomparable to you."

Brothel woman, Shuangshuang was taken aback; she thought this woman was Yin Cheng’s mistress outside, how could she be a brothel woman?

"Little brother waiter, do all brothel women look this beautiful? I see her as so beautiful, she could even be an Oiran."

"Miss has a good eye. Isn’t that woman just an Oiran, named Hong Fang, the leading lady at Chunfeng Pavilion."

The waiter did not say much, merely mentioning Hong Fang was the top lady at Chunfeng Pavilion and stopped talking, saying more wouldn’t be suitable for a decent girl like Shuangshuang to hear.

Shuangshuang did not continue to ask, just thinking that Yin Cheng’s mind might be muddled. The silver he had would be a huge sum for an ordinary family, but to the Oiran lady, it would only last for three to five days at most.

However, Shuangshuang didn’t dwell much on Yin Cheng, thinking casually for a moment then busily lowered her head to eat.

The following days went quietly, Yin Zheng went to town to hire some people for house construction, also some villagers with spare time came to help.

It was summertime and work in the fields was not as busy as in spring or autumn, allowing the villagers time to aid in construction.

Yin Zheng did not short the villagers helping, he paid each ten Copper Coins per day and provided a meal, consisting of steamed white bread and meat stew.

Such generous measures made the villagers and the hired workers very happy, they worked even harder.

While Shuangshuang’s family was busy building the house, trouble arose again at the Yin Family. Yin Cheng returned home in rags.

It was said that on Yin Cheng’s return day, the Yin Family was noisy and chaotic, people listening outside the Yin Family’s walls returned spreading the gossip they heard.

Yin Cheng explained the matter of running away with money, claiming he did not take the money for self-enjoyment but intended to do business, make money, and return to let his family live well.

However, he was unlucky and met a swindler who cheated him out of all his silver, having no choice but to come back.

After complaining, Yin Cheng cried again, softening Old Man Yin and Mrs. Zhao’s hearts. Mrs. Zhao cried her heart out and pitied Yin Cheng’s distressed appearance, killing a chicken on the spot to nourish the third son who suffered.

The villagers laughed at the story, not knowing how Yin Cheng managed to squander so much silver so quickly, but they certainly didn’t believe Yin Cheng’s explanation.

The Shuangshuang family knew very well how Yin Cheng wasted his money so fast.

Mrs. Wang, making clothes for Shuangshuang, heard the latest news from the Yin Family brought by Yin Zheng and bit off the thread.

She couldn’t help but scornfully say, "Degenerate who doesn’t walk the right path, those brothel women cling easily, if he bought land with all that silver, surely life would be good now."

"Their affairs have nothing to do with us, their family has dozens of acres of land, life won’t be too tough, just lacking extra money, without major injury."

Shuangshuang casually replied while braiding hairpins. She was now uninterested in that family.

Yin Zheng, recalling something, cautioned Yin An beside him, "We’re fine, but our fourth brother should be careful not to get entangled with that family.

Those dozens of acres of land, once planted, are no small task; Yin Cheng isn’t one for work, Old Man Yin is too old to manage.

If only Yin Zhong’s family is working the land, exhausting themselves won’t get it done, maybe Old Man Yin will want you back to be a laborer."

Yin An, frightened by Yin Zheng’s words, turned pale; he didn’t want to return to that house, continue being a laborer who wouldn’t have enough to eat or wear, and get constantly berated, immediately decided in his heart to avoid that family one day.

Before the autumn harvest, Shuangshuang’s new house was finally completed, with front and back yards, rooms spacious and bright.

A small garden was built within the yard, surrounded by walls over two meters high; their family’s location was remote, high walls increased safety.

Two corridors were built within the yard; Shuangshuang planned to plant Purple Vine Flower, both ornamental and edible, the Purple Wisteria Flower Cake was very enticing.

On the day of moving house, Yin Zheng specifically chose an auspicious day, set off firecrackers, held a banquet, celebrated lively for a day, the whole family moved into the village’s most grand house.

When Shuangshuang’s house was completed, the crops in the fields were about to ripen, the wheat was nearly grained, villagers were busy lately, the autumn harvest was no easy task.

Villagers ran to the fields three times a day, watching the wheat heads graining, witnessing the swelling day by day, smiling deeper as this year looked to be bountiful.

But this joyful sentiment among villagers didn’t last as rain started falling from the sky.

First, a soft drizzle, then soon escalated to heavy rain and a storm in less than a day’s time, canals were filled with rainwater.

In such a situation, villagers were anxious, the village chief was also uneasy, wearing a gloomy face these two days, holding a large tobacco pipe, squatting by his doorstep, watching the relentless storm, smoking continuously.

Smoking too much made his throat uncomfortable, itchy, and painful, forcing the village chief to cough repeatedly, feeling deeply troubled, how would this year’s harvest fare in this heavy rain?