TFWYH – Chapter 88 Love to Listen to Gossip

Tang Wan recognized it—this was indeed the street right next to her maiden home!

Yang San pushed open a door and led them inside. A man dressed in the style of Beiliang (a foreign land) saw them and frowned.
“San’er, why are you back so early?”

“Not really, I’ve brought business.” Yang San said, then introduced both sides before telling the man:
“This is my sister—my real sister. The beef we got this time can be sold to her.”

The man’s name was Gesang. Hearing that, he let out a breath of relief.
“If you’re willing to take it, that saves us trouble. Just like San’er said—twelve wen per jin. There are eight hundred seventy-two jin of beef. If you take it, we’ll call it ten taels flat.”

Ling Yue frowned, feeling uneasy, but Tang Wan showed no surprise. She simply pulled out ten taels and handed it over.
“Can you deliver it to our house?”

“Of course!” The man was straightforward. “Where do you live? I’ll tidy up and send it over right away!”

Tang Wan gave him the address, then left with Ling Yue.

Only then did Ling Yue voice her doubt:
“That man doesn’t look like he’s from the Central Plains, Sister-in-law. Could there be trouble?”

“No problem!”

At most, it was smuggled beef.

In this era, smuggling wasn’t regulated so strictly.

As long as it wasn’t salt, there wouldn’t be a big issue.

And twelve wen a jin was already very cheap.

Seeing Ling Yue’s confusion, Tang Wan subtly reminded her:
“As long as it stays within the rules, it’s fine. If you don’t want it, someone else will.”

Ling Yue nodded half-understanding.

When the sisters-in-law returned home, Jiang shi was just stepping out of Ling Yu’s room.

Seeing them, Jiang shi forced a smile.
“I just spoke with Yu’er, he’s already writing.”

“Thank you, Mother.” Ling Yue replied. After Jiang shi nodded and went into the kitchen, Ling Yue quickly followed to help.

Tang Wan, however, glanced thoughtfully at Jiang shi, then at Ling Yu’s room. She couldn’t shake the feeling that the mother and son had a secret.

Should she ask her beautiful husband about it?

“Wan-niang, Aunt Yang came earlier. She said Li Wu has already woken up and wants you to take a look at him.” Jiang shi’s voice floated out from the kitchen.

“Alright!” Tang Wan answered, temporarily setting the thought aside. Picking up her little basket, she headed toward the Li household.

Last time she had gone to the mountains for rhubarb leaves for Treading Snow, she’d also gathered some medicinal herbs.

Just right for changing Uncle Li’s medicine.

When she arrived at the Li household, Aunt Yang warmly welcomed her, overflowing with gratitude for letting Li Dashan help sell beef jerky.

“My husband’s injury was so serious this time, I won’t let the boy go into the mountains again. Hunting just isn’t safe. If not for you, Wan-niang, really—you’ve been a blessing in a snowstorm.”

“It’s fine, depends on his ability!” Tang Wan replied casually. After all, the more he sold, the more profit he earned—it was mutually beneficial.

Of course, Aunt Yang knew that too, but it didn’t lessen her gratitude.

There were plenty of capable people in the world. Li Dashan wasn’t the Ling family’s only option. The only reason they let him take this job was because they were fellow villagers.

Her son told her that just by standing there, Tang Wan had sold over ten packs of beef jerky.

If her son could do the same, wouldn’t that be fifty wen right away?

Fifty wen in one day—that was far easier than hunting!

But Aunt Yang was clearly oversimplifying. Later, she would realize—it wouldn’t stop at just fifty wen a day.

Tang Wan looked at Uncle Li, changed his bandages, and told him she would come back in seven days to remove the stitches.

This made the Li family even more grateful.

After changing the medicine, Aunt Yang pulled her into a long gossip session.

Tang Wan had been about to leave, but quietly stopped in her tracks and stood at the doorway, listening for a good half hour…