Chapter 784: Switching Out Materials
Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills
Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Yichen hugged Wu Yaqing, showing a rare smile, âI sneaked in, letâs not wake anyone up.â
Wu Yaqing immediately subdued her breathing and joy, âIt must have been hard with so many guards outside.â
Lu Yichen, skilled in martial arts, didnât see the guards as a challenge, âItâs a small matter, but seeing you indeed wasnât easy.â
Wu Yaqing felt somewhat embarrassed, âMy mother is too strict.â
Lu Yichen comforted her in return, âItâs okay, your mother is just concerned about you. But donât worry, I will marry you openly and honorably.â
Wu Yaqing gazed at Lu Yichen intently, âIâll wait for you.â
Lu Yichenâs eyes softened with affection, âYour uncle has already arranged everything for me. Iâll be setting out to suppress bandits in a few days, so I wonât be able to visit you for a while.â
At the mention of this, Wu Yaqing couldnât hide her worry, âOfficials sent to fight the bandits by the court were all killed by the bandit leader. I tried to persuade my mother not to let you go, but she insisted. Yichen, please be careful and donât get hurt.â
Lu Yichen assured her with confidence, âThey wonât be able to hurt me, donât worry.â
âI have something for you.â Wu Yaqing let go of Lu Yichen and ran to her dressing table to retrieve a box from the drawer, then came back and placed the box in Lu Yichenâs hand, âThis is medicine from Qingzhi, it can save your life. Keep it with you.â
Touched, Lu Yichen tightened his grip on the box, pulling Wu Yaqing into a hug.
Such a pure and kind girl, wholeheartedly devoted to him, it was hard not to be moved and to love her.
âI will come back safely, wait for me!â
âOkay.â
The couple enjoyed their sweet moments until Lu Yichen left in the middle of the night. The next morning, he set out with his soldiers on the mission to suppress bandits.
It was another beautiful day.
At breakfast, Chu Qingzhi placed the four new products on a plate on the table, âI made these last night, everyone, please try.â
Chu Xuyao cheered, âSister has made something delicious again!â
Everyone gathered around the table.
Chuâs grandparents, knowing their teeth werenât what they used to be, reached for what seemed like the softest sachima.
Chu Rong and Li Qingyu chose peanut candy, preferring something more substantial in their middle age.
Chu Xuyan, Chu Qingyan, and Chu Xuyao went for the potato chips, which seemed more like snacks.
Others opted for the pork jerky.
Chu Qingzhi also took a piece of pork jerky, as she preferred meat.
After trying all the new products, everyone shared their opinions. Based on their feedback, Chu Qingzhi concluded that the first item they tried was their favorite, though they liked the others as well, just slightly less.
With a plan in mind, after breakfast, Chu Qingzhi and Shen Ruyue headed to the workshop to prepare for the new product trial sale.
She had already arranged everything for the road construction, so she didnât need to monitor it closely, just check in from time to time.
After several days of effort, the road from Chu Village to Tongzi County had been extended by two thousand meters. There was no slacking or cutting corners, and the road was built very well. From above, it looked like a smooth stroke of gray-green paint on the earth.
However, a problem arose that day.
Two workers were placing a slate on the ground when it suddenly split into two upon being hammered into place.
The slateâs ability to pave roads was due to its high hardness and wear resistance, making it difficult to damage. Such easy breakage puzzled the workers.
Everyone gathered around the broken slate.
âYou said you used too much force, that slate is expensive, now letâs see how youâll compensate.â
âIâve been laying slates for a while, donât I know how much force to use?â
âThen why did it still break?â
âHow should I know? It wasnât intentional.â
âItâs just one slate, itâs okay. Just tell Brother Rong, he wonât blame you. Letâs quickly replace it so as not to delay the project.â
Perhaps it was a one-time mistake, and no one made a fuss. They dispersed to continue their tasks.
The workers cleared the broken slate and brought another to lay.
âCrack!â The second slate also split. This time, not only did theirs break, but others did too.
Seeing this, everyone sensed a bigger issue.
One worker examined the broken edge of the slate, âIs this really a slate?â
âYes, the color and texture are the same.â
âThatâs strange. How could a slate break just by being hit?â
Chu Shiâan called Chu Rong over to inspect the situation. Seeing the first broken slate, he had gone to inform Chu Rong.
âRong, take a look.â
Chu Rong bent down to examine the broken edges but found no obvious problems.
He frowned slightly after inspecting all the broken slates but couldnât pinpoint the issue.
Unable to figure it out on the spot, Chu Rong decided, âSet aside the broken slates and lay new ones.â They would find the cause later; the project couldnât be delayed.
Everyone stepped back and resumed their work, but the mystery lingered.
Unexpectedly, no matter how they laid the slates, they would break upon being hammered, sometimes shattering into several pieces, proving to be very fragile.
Everyone gathered to find the cause.
âWhatâs going on?â
âItâs clear, isnât it? These slates might not actually be slates.â
âDo you have any proof? They look exactly the same.â
The debate continued without reaching a definitive answer. With no other option, Chu Rong had to return to consult with Chu Qingzhi.
Chu Qingzhi quickly came over and saw a pile of broken stone pieces, her expression darkening immediately.
âThese are Yunhua rocks, not slates at all!â Yunhua rocks looked exactly like slates but were very brittle, similar to porcelain in texture, virtually useless, and worthless.
Chu Qingzhi asked the crowd, âWho was responsible for purchasing the slates?â
âI was,â Chu Mingyuan pushed through the crowd to stand before Chu Qingzhi, his expression uneasy.
Chu Qingzhi sternly asked, âDidnât you notice these were not slates when you bought them?â
Chu Mingyuan was displeased with Chu Qingzhiâs confrontational tone, âIt wasnât intentional. Qingzhi, thereâs no need to be so serious, is there?â
âI can be less serious,â Chu Qingzhiâs tone immediately softened, âas long as you replace these Yunhua rocks with actual slates.â
Chu Mingyuan retorted discontentedly, âDidnât you receive a lot of donations? For a few slates, is it necessary to be so stingy?â
Chu Qingzhi firmly replied, âThat money belongs to everyone, not to me, and certainly not to you.
Now that thereâs a problem with the slates, instead of reflecting on your mistake, youâre acting self-righteously, expecting everyone to cover for your error. How is that reasonable?â
Chu Mingyuan was indignant, âI didnât do it on purpose. Whatâs the point of making such a fuss?â