Chapter 271 - Chapter 270 Chapter 258: You Cant Blame Me (1/2)

Chapter 270 Chapter 258: You Can’t Blame Me

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Everyone volunteered themselves, thinking that they could earn wages by working for Zhuang Qingning in the future.

Zhuang Qingning did see quite a few individuals who were diligent and meticulous in their work, and thought they could be of use.

What worried her now was finding someone to manage this tofu skin workshop.

She had many things to keep her busy, and feared she wouldn’t have the time to stay in the tofu skin workshop all day.

Zhuang Yonghe had to handle procurement matters such as bean collection, Zhuang Mingliang had to oversee the tofu factory, and if they were to add the tofu skin workshop on top of that, it would be too exhausting for him. As for Mrs. He, she was tied up with a plethora of house chores. Zhuang Sifu had to focus on deliveries, Mrs. Wen absolutely had the capabilities, but considering her age, Zhuang Qingning didn’t want her to take on such hard labor…

After pondering over it, Zhuang Qingning did not find a suitable candidate.

She could only wait for the tofu skin workshop to start operating, then decide who would be the most suitable manager.

Zhuang Qingning made up her mind and began to shift her focus to the herbal medicine packages.

Some villagers, who were nimble and industrious, had sun-dried the first batch of mugwort leaves and delivered them to Zhuang Qingning’s house. Zhuang Yonghe and Zhuang Jingye helped with the arrangements and collected the mugwort leaves, calamus, and mint.

After combining these three herbs in a one-to-one ratio and mixing in the mosquito repellent powder obtained from the mall in exchange for some secret recipe, they were sealed and packed.

Mrs. He came by in the evening to deliver the completed clothes.

Zhuang Qingning had asked Mrs. He to tailor two outfits from the fabric given by Mrs. Meng and Chai Zhengzhen.

“Miss Ning, have you heard the news these past few days?” Mrs. He asked in a low voice after finishing their casual chatter.

“Heard what?”

Seeing Zhuang Qingning’s puzzled look, Mrs. He realized she probably didn’t know and lowered her voice even more.

“You’ve been so busy with the tofu skin workshop and collecting herbs these past few days that you probably haven’t heard. Lately, Zhuang Ruman has been bragging everywhere, telling everyone that he has arranged an extremely good marriage for Zhuang Qinghe. The groom’s family is extraordinarily wealthy, living in a large two-courtyard house with twenty to thirty servants, all of whom are so well-off they wear satin clothes. They’re incredibly rich.” “He even bragged about Zhuang Qinghe’s good fortune, saying her horoscope is particularly favorable for her future husband, so she will live a life of luxury in the future, and their family will also have a worry-free life with plentiful food and fine clothes.”

“I’m wondering who that family could be. Are they blind, fancying Zhuang Qinghe and ignoring Zhuang Ruman’s family’s true colors, even thinking about forming a marriage alliance with them?”

Mrs. He was angry at Zhuang Ruman’s family’s behavior, especially their treatment of Zhuang Qingning in the past. She believed that such heartless people would certainly not end well. But now they were living carefree lives, which she found very uncomfortable.

Zhuang Qingning knew that Mrs. He was expressing righteous indignation on her behalf, but she just chuckled: “Marriage has always been about the match between social statuses. The family circumstances of both sides are usually similar. Even in marriages where one party marries down, they have to be of a comparable social standing. Considering how wealthy the groom’s family is, there must have been no shortage of families clamoring for a marriage proposal. However, they insist on marrying a girl from a poor family. It seems a little odd.”

That’s true.” Mrs. He’s voice faltered, as she twisted a strand of hair that had fallen onto her lap. “Usually, if the bride’s family gives more in the betrothal gift and the groom’s family gives less dowry, they would be ridiculed and looked down upon by others. The difference between these two families is considerable, and Zhuang Qinghe isn’t particularly outstanding…” Not only not outstanding, but also looked down upon by even average families. Whether in terms of appearance, temperament, or work ethic, she was indeed inferior to even average girls.

The reason some people had previously proposed marriage was purely because of Zhuang Yuanren.