Chapter-190: dividing profits
"Come in." Wendy Lark had been woken up. She sat up straight and the blanket wrapped around her body slipped down, but she pulled it back in time. Rita Lark stood at the door, feeling embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were asleep..."
Wendy Lark yawned and rubbed her eyes. "It's okay. I'm hungry. It's time to eat." Wilson Lark quickly picked up a bowl of rice with few side dishes and handed it to his daughter, "Eat quickly. If you want something else, Dad will make it for you."
Wendy Lark scooped up rice and other side dishes, took a bite, and the hot sesame seeds poured out, filling her mouth with sweetness. "Do you have bone soup? If you do, have a bowl of soup if not have mixed vegetable curry."
Although it was New Year's Day, there was no good food. After all, we were all exiled prisoners, and eating a steamed bun made of 20 grams of flour every day was already a blessing.
Wilson Lark and his wife ate the same food as the officials, with rice, meat and vegetables, and occasionally a snack. The cook appeared out of nowhere and said happily, "Miss Wendy wants to eat soup and rice then we must have it, wait."
After a while, Wendy Lark was eating the steaming hot pork rib curry, which was topped with spicy meat sauce. After eating a bowl of it, she felt warm all over and felt like she was alive again.
Rita Lark also got a bowl and ate it with great satisfaction, "Third sister, you are finally back. Everyone has been waiting so anxiously." Although they knew that she would never come back, Wendy Lark had become their backbone, and everyone felt uneasy when she was away.
Wendy Lark smiled slightly, "Let's get together tomorrow, I'll treat everyone to pork dishes." Rita Lark cheered and jumped up immediately, "I'll go inform everyone right away." Everyone lived in scattered villagers' homes, and their food and accommodation were very makeshift.
There was no other way. Under these conditions, the people in the border areas had a hard life. They didn't have enough to eat and the houses they lived in were broken and leaky. Wendy Lark was full and energetic.
She looked at the sky outside and saw that it was already late. "Second brother, go and invite Mr. Jeff over. I just said hello, so I guess he hasn't gone to bed yet."
"Okay." After a while, Master Jeff came over. Looking at the girl in front of him, she looked quite like a real lady. "Miss Wendy, let's talk about it tomorrow. You should have a good rest first."
When she first came back, her face was full of fatigue, but now she looks much better. "It's okay, just divide the money first. If you need anything, try not to leave it overnight." Wendy Lark opened a bag and took out a bulging red envelope.
"Yours…." Jeff opened it and saw a thick stack of banknotes. He counted them, and then counted them again. It was still 10,000 coins?! He was dumbfounded, "Is this put in the wrong place?"
More than he thought. Wendy Lark took out another stack of red envelopes, each with a name written on it. "You get 10,000 coins, and the other brothers get 8,000 coins. Just consider it a New Year's red envelope."
Although they did not participate in the whole process, they cooperated and provided great convenience, so they all got a share of the profits. Mr. Jeff was silent for a moment. They couldn't earn so much money in their entire lives as escort guards.
"Thank you, Miss Wendy. You are really the God of Wealth." Others suffered a lot in exile and lost money, but Wendy Lark made a lot of money and brought the people around her to make money with her.
The money he earned along the way alone was several thousand coins and with these ten thousand coins, he would never have to worry about food and drink for the rest of his life. Wendy Lark added.
"Buy a small farm when you go back. If you are a little wealthy, you can grow some wheat and rice, some vegetables, raise some chickens and ducks, dig a pond to raise fish, and plant some lotus roots. Then you will have everything you need for your family."
This amount of money may seem like a lot, but it is nothing in Capital. If you do business, it will be difficult without a backer. If your secret recipe is noticed by the powerful, your family can be destroyed in minutes.
It would be better to buy a small farm and live a peaceful life with your wife. Although she didn't say it explicitly, Lord Jeff was a native of Capital, so he understood all of this. "I really want to thank someone.
It was he who suggested this trip. I originally chose to join the exile team to the south." Wendy Lark was stunned, "Who is it?" Lord Jeff's eyes were somewhat complicated. "Daniel Walker, the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, we were childhood playmates.
He said he met a strange girl and asked me to keep an eye on her." For him, it doesn't matter where he goes it's just about making extra money. Since his friend had this idea, he decided to change it. Unexpectedly, life gave him a big surprise.
"Is it surveillance?" Wendy Lark understood immediately that Daniel Walker had been inquiring towards her from the very beginning. Of course, she did this on purpose. "It's also just looking after him."
Mr. Jeff didn't take it seriously at the time, thinking that he had an occupational disease and was thinking too much. What's so special about a frail eighteen years old that has been kept in seclusion for so many years?
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