Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 86 - 77: So You’re the Fucking Eight-Headed Serpent?
Beside him, Su Liyan also watched her man with some worry.
She was afraid he would turn around and go do something reckless.
Lu Yuan looked at their two worried faces and couldn’t help but chuckle.
He reached out and pinched his wife’s exquisite cheek.
Without any hesitation, he then pinched Aunt Zhao’s gorgeous, mature cheek, causing Zhao Qiao’Er to blush.
Yet she let Lu Yuan do as he pleased.
This, however, made Song Meiqin, who was watching from the side, a little envious.
Lu Yuan grinned and said,
"There’s nothing to do at home, and I’m not like you ladies who can just sit in a room and chat all day.
I’m just going out for a walk. I’ll be back before dinner for sure.
Besides, do you really think I’m that much of a thrill-seeker, always looking for a life-or-death fight with some Xingzi?
If you all weren’t in trouble, I’d normally turn and run from the first little goblin I see!"
His words left everyone stunned.
Su Liyan knew her man.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, her man basically went out of his way to avoid Xingzi.
It didn’t matter if the Xingzi were strong or not; he never provoked them.
At this, Su Liyan relaxed a little.
Zhao Qiao’Er figured that since there really wasn’t any trouble now, her sweetheart probably just wanted to go for a stroll.
After all, a grown man really couldn’t stay cooped up at home every day, watching over three women.
At once, Zhao Qiao’Er nodded slightly and said,
"If you need more money, just get it from the bookkeeper."
Lu Yuan grinned, gave a casual reply, and then put on his hat and went out the door.
When he reached the front courtyard, he saw the old steward arranging for the reward money to be distributed.
More than sixty men were in the front courtyard, each holding a large pouch filled with heavy, CLINKING silver.
This very morning, Aunt Zhao had given the order to open the treasury and take out several thousand silver taels for distribution.
Was this a lot of money? Of course not.
A place like Xilingzi would bring in thousands, even tens of thousands, of silver taels a day once mining could begin in the spring.
Now that the Xilingzi issue was resolved, they could mine there for at least another six or seven years.
This reward money was truly less than a drop in the ocean.
"Old Steward, keeping busy."
Lu Yuan greeted the old steward as soon as he arrived.
When the old steward saw Lu Yuan, he immediately responded in kind.
The remaining Travelers immediately bowed respectfully toward Lu Yuan and said in unison,
"Young Nephew Master, may you have endless blessings."
This "Young Nephew Master" came from the bottom of their hearts.
After all, the Madam had been truly generous with the reward money.
Especially since the Madam had also mentioned that part of the reward was for following the Young Nephew Master’s orders.
Because of this, everyone understood.
From now on in the Zhao Family, the Young Nephew Master’s word carried the same weight as the Madam’s.
Speaking of which, all sorts of rumors about the Young Nephew Master and the Madam had already been circulating within the Zhao Family for days.
After all, a few days ago, when work started on the East Wing in the central courtyard...
...a guard who had gone to the central courtyard to help move things came back and said that the Young Nephew Master had gotten handsy right then and there.
They heard that the Young Nephew Master had even pulled the Madam into his embrace that afternoon, and she had merely blushed.
However, things like that were mostly just gossip—idle chatter people engaged in privately when they had nothing better to do.
But looking at what happened today, it seemed a union between the Young Nephew Master and the Madam was only a matter of time.
After all, the Madam had flown into such a rage just yesterday!
Who else could possibly make the Madam willingly open the treasury and hand out rewards the very next day?
What more needed to be said about their relationship?
Speaking of which, their initial impression of this "Young Nephew Master" who had appeared out of nowhere wasn’t very good.
It was fair to say they had felt a bit of indignation.
’After all, who is this Lu Yuan guy?’
’He’s a nobody, without any reputation before this.’
’Suddenly, he’s a master of the Zhao Family.’
’So young and already enjoying such wealth and status. What right does he have?’
A bit of jealousy had been festering in everyone’s hearts.
But after today’s events—forget anyone else—these sixty-odd Travelers were truly and utterly convinced.
After all, they had this cold, hard money in their hands entirely because of the Young Nephew Master.
So when they called him "Young Nephew Master," it was with genuine willingness.
Lu Yuan just smiled, waved to the sixty-odd Travelers, and said,
"Now that you have your money, you can all head home.
If you want to take a concubine, take a concubine. If you want to build a house, build a house.
Or, since there’s not much going on in the winter, going home to make a couple more sons would also be fine."
After Lu Yuan finished speaking, the Travelers laughed heartily, clasped their hands, and thanked him again.
Once the men had finally departed, Lu Yuan turned to the old steward at his side and said,
"Old Steward, could you arrange for a carriage? Let’s you and I go for a ride outside the city."
The old steward wasn’t entirely sure what Lu Yuan was up to, but he understood some things.
Today’s events made it clear that this Young Nephew Master was now a master of the Zhao Family.
The old steward immediately replied,
"Young Nephew Master, after you."
Around eight or nine in the morning, a simple carriage passed through the East City Gate.
Inside sat Lu Yuan and the old steward.
Lu Yuan sat upright in the carriage, lifting the curtain to quietly gaze at the wasteland outside the city.
Winter in the Northern lands was basically two colors.
One was the color of the earth: barren lands and withered plants everywhere.
The other would appear after a heavy snow, a world blanketed in white with nothing else to be seen.
Lu Yuan was mulling something over: a transformation.
As mentioned earlier, the silver taels given to the Travelers was small money.
Because a place like Xilingzi, once spring arrived, would bring in thousands, even tens of thousands, of silver taels in revenue each day.
This was a lot of money.
However, Aunt Zhao’s family ran a massive enterprise; though their daily income was high, so were their expenditures.
