Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 745: Chapter 745: The Wicked Woman Farms (1)

”You say your parents are no longer with us, and we, your aunts and uncles, are your elders. We have finally managed to find you a match, and they don’t even look down on you. Why aren’t you happy? What do you want?”

”Ah, this match isn’t bad. Zhang Yuanwai is famously wealthy for miles around. Marrying him means living a life of ease and being a lady of the house.”

”Don’t be so stubborn.”

”We all want what’s best for you.”

When Chuzheng opened her eyes, she saw a man and a woman standing across from her.

The man stood slightly behind and did not make a sound.

The woman was spitting while she spoke with great fervor.

Chuzheng, disturbed by her noise, gave her a cold glance.

The woman immediately fell silent and stepped back, grabbing the man’s arm.

”Why does this girl have such a frightening look in her eyes?”

The man sighed, ”Ah... let it be, let her think it over herself.”

The woman mumbled in agreement, and, taking the man’s proposal, she pulled him to walk outside.

At the doorway, the woman raised her voice towards Chuzheng, ”Think it over well by yourself, we’re not trying to harm you.”

The door closed, and Chuzheng heard the sound of it being locked.

Great.

Now she was locked in.

-

The original Jiang had a surname.

Her parents were infamous within miles around, her father fierce and intimidating, her mother abrasive and venomous-tongued; normally, no one dared to provoke them.

If one were to speak ill of Jiang’s parents, they hadn’t done anything utterly despicable.

But if one claimed they were not bad, they hadn’t done any good deeds either and were thus disliked by the villagers.

In the original Jiang’s 14th year, her parents were suddenly accused of conspiring to commit murder and, without delay, the Government Office sentenced them to be beheaded.

From then on, the original Jiang lived alone in the village.

Those who once disapproved of her parents or had been offended by them took out their grievances on her, always squeezing a few taunts into their conversations.

Half a year after the death of her parents, the original Jiang’s aunt arranged a marriage for her.

Zhang Yuanwai from a neighboring village.

Though wealthy, he was an old coot.

Half of his body was in the grave already.

The original Jiang did not want to marry him and disagreed with the marriage.

However, her aunt, lured by the benefits promised by Zhang Yuanwai, locked the original Jiang up.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, someone crept into the original Jiang’s room, attempting to violate her.

During her struggle, she angered the man, and as a result, he killed her in a fit of panic.

This was not the worst of it.

The frustration was, the original Jiang did not even know the identity of the person trying to assault her.

Chuzheng held her forehead.

She couldn’t even avenge this.

The original Jiang was already locked up by them.

The ones who had come in just before were Jiang Family’s people.

In this village, ninety percent of the population shared the Jiang surname and were somehow related.

The marriage in question was arranged by the wife of the original Jiang’s paternal uncle.

The original Jiang still had to call them uncle and aunt.

Taking advantage of this relationship and leveraging the fact that her parents were deceased, they felt responsible to arrange this marriage for her.

Chuzheng decided not to rush out but first to deal with the bastard who killed the original Jiang.

Chuzheng looked around the room, noting the simple furnishings; it was not a large space but everything was neat, showing that the original Jiang was not a sloppy person.

In this era, poverty was the norm.

Being able to eat one’s fill and wear warm clothes was the greatest fortune.

-

As evening fell, the woman who had spoken before came in to deliver food; she seemed to want to persuade her, but at the sight of Chuzheng’s gaze, she put down the things and left.

The meal looked like leftovers; Chuzheng had no appetite for it.

[Main Quest: Please spend Five Taels of Silver within two hours.]

The King’s Account was very considerate in providing Chuzheng with money for food.

Chuzheng: ”...”

Darling, I am currently locked in a room, how am I supposed to go out?!

”[Honey, this is something you need to consider.]Can this little thing stump you? Who are you trying to impress?”

Chuzheng: ”...”

Despicable thing!

[...]

The original owner’s eldest uncle and aunt were afraid she would run away.

They very thoughtfully provided an ”anti-escape” package.

All the windows in the house had been nailed shut.

After pondering, Chuzheng said, ”I’m not hungry.”

[...The young lady’s task has been issued.]Once a task is given, it’s like spilled water that can’t be taken back. Bastard maintains the principle of service with a smile: [If young lady doesn’t act fast, it’s going to double soon~]

Chuzheng: ”...”

Chuzheng glanced at the nailed shut window, cursing the King’s Account to bloody shreds in her mind.

-

Jiang Family Village was not far from the nearby town, and Chuzheng casually entered a tavern.

”Dear guest...”

Chuzheng handed over the silver to the waiter: ”Serve the dishes, your specialty.”

The waiter’s smile split wide to his ears: ”Sure thing, please take a seat inside.”

Chuzheng felt a sense of relief when she heard Bastard’s prompt that the task was completed.

She randomly chose a spot and sat down.

By this time, it was already dark, but the street was still quite lively.

The dishes were served quickly, and she had just picked up her chopsticks when suddenly a figure appeared next to her.

The person slapped their hand on Chuzheng’s table: ”You little wretch, what are you doing here?”

Chuzheng looked up.

The newcomer was a girl with somewhat dark skin, dressed quite plainly, much like those from the village, though the colors were more vivid.

Her eyes weren’t big, but they were glaringly wide at the moment, and paired with her not-so-delicate facial features, she looked rather odd.

This person was none other than the daughter of the original owner’s eldest uncle—Jiang Yuyu.

Jiang Yuyu had bullied Chuzheng quite a bit in the past.

Chuzheng lowered her eyelids, her voice cold: ”What’s it to you.”

Jiang Yuyu didn’t expect Chuzheng to talk like this: ”Jiang Chuzheng, have you grown bold?”

”Pretty much.” Just the usual.

Jiang Yuyu: ”...”

She was supposed to be locked up in the house. How could she be here in town, enjoying such a lavish spread of food...

Jiang Yuyu gazed at the dishes on the table, unable to help swallowing her saliva.

It smelled so good.

She could only eat meat once every ten days or two weeks, and it was never this rich in flavor and aroma.

The more Jiang Yuyu looked, the greedier she got, so she just plopped herself down.

Chuzheng: ”...”

Jiang Yuyu’s hand hadn’t even touched the chicken leg when Chuzheng hit her hand with the chopsticks, causing her to withdraw her hand in pain.

”Jiang Chuzheng, what are you doing!” Jiang Yuyu covered her hand, glaring daggers at her.

Chuzheng countered: ”What are you doing?”

”Can you finish all this by yourself? I’m your sister, I’ll help you eat,” Jiang Yuyu said as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Chuzheng: ”...”

Weren’t you just questioning me about why I’m here?

With food in sight, did you forget your purpose?

How can a person be so spineless!!

”I’m not familiar with you,” Chuzheng said coldly. ”Please don’t randomly claim relatives.”

Jiang Yuyu was accustomed to bullying and although she felt something strange about Chuzheng, she didn’t think too much of it.

”So what if I eat?”

Jiang Yuyu reached out again.

Under the table, Chuzheng kicked Jiang Yuyu’s stool.

The stool slid backwards and Jiang Yuyu didn’t sit steadily.

Jiang Yuyu fell to the ground with a thud.

This commotion attracted the attention of the other diners.

Jiang Yuyu might have been stunned by the fall, as it took her a while to raise her head before she screamed sharply: ”Jiang Chuzheng, you’re insane!!”