Chapter 287: Eating so little, are you feeding a cat?

"How is it?" Jiang Yunchu looked at the situation over there; the person in charge of the tenants, recommended by the Zhuang Mansion, is willing to work, knows how to manage subordinates, is not soft-handed when managing tenants, yet also clear about rewards and punishments.

The tenants he manages number several hundred; without some means, he cannot keep them in line.

"Young master, we have already assigned each household a plot and explained the food distribution situation."

"This side is sandy land, but the tenants want grain more; in autumn we will likely need to prepare grain!"

This manager is called Donggua.

He is big and rough, his skin darkened by the sun, but when he smiles he gives off a somewhat honest feeling.

Although he is strict with the tenants, he also genuinely considers their needs.

"Don't worry, there is grain elsewhere; it will be sent over when needed." Jiang Yunchu nodded; the crops to be grown here from now on will be fruits, and the grain rations for the tenants will have to come from elsewhere, and she has also prepared a future reward system.

Modern methods are also applicable in ancient times.

If the area under one's responsibility yields well, then reward it; afterwards they will be more diligent.

As for punishment, it's not needed; simply not using it the second year is enough.

Vast sky and long rivers—fate may not let us meet again.

With such good benefits here, I don't believe we can't find skilled farmers.

This year is relatively okay, but watermelons and grapes need early seedlings; looks like next year will be another busy year.

Upon hearing this, Donggua felt that the host had everything prepared, and his mind settled: "Alright, host, I'll get back to work."

For a moment, the previously tranquil sandy land began to bustle.

Jiang Yunchu rode around on horseback, then felt reassured and returned to the inn.

"Waiter..."

She had just entered the door when she saw the person sitting in the hall, looking at them with a mix of laughter and tears, saying, "Grandma, why did you come?"

Madam Zhuang felt a pang of heartache; these days, the child has visibly lost weight.

"You, busy every day, busy every day—how can you not eat properly?"

If she hadn't come, no one would know that Yun Chu actually left the Zhuang Mansion and never returned to the inn.

Look what time it is now—dinner hasn't even been taken yet.

Going on like this, how can the body endure?

Jiang Yunchu sat down on one side, watching the waiter running down from upstairs, and said, "My horse has returned; in a moment please add some fodder."

The waiter immediately smiled and said, "Sure thing."

The young master's horse never needs to be tethered, never runs; when it wants fodder it just calls a few times, and after being given fodder it becomes docile.

He loves that red horse dearly, but the horse has a temper—aside from the young master, nobody is allowed to touch it.

"I've stewed some soup for you; try it, see if it's cool." Madam Zhuang brought out the bowl and placed it in front of Jiang Yunchu.

Jiang Yunchu gently sniffed it and said, "My grandma's skill is truly excellent; she can even stew soup, so handy."

Madam Zhuang laughed at her words, saying, "Just your sweet talk—hurry up and drink."

"Good, good, good." Jiang Yunchu took a sip; the chicken soup contained some medicinal herbs, all for strengthening the body; since only a little was added, it blended with the rich chicken soup flavor, and the taste was still nice.

"It really has to be my grandma—this flavor, this skill, you won't find a second like her in the whole world."

Jiang Yunchu gave a thumbs-up; the sky is big, the earth is big, but flattery is the biggest.

Madam Zhuang burst out laughing, saying, "Look at this child of yours—just sweet talk, but that doesn't mean I'll let you brush it off; when it's time to rest, you must rest; no matter how much silver you earn, it's not as important as your health."

"Yun Chu, when you reach your grandma's age, you'll understand."

When the wind blows, my head aches; on overcast rainy days, my legs hurt so much I can't stand, and my vision blurs.

If one paid attention when young, perhaps in old age it would improve a bit, suffering less.

"Okay, grandma, I understand." Jiang Yunchu nodded; she is not someone who knows nothing, so she naturally knows that hidden in the elders' nagging is all their affection.

Sometimes when we find their nagging annoying, we should instead consider the elders' starting point—are they loving us in their own way?

"Tomorrow you must go to the Zhuang Mansion for a meal, otherwise I'll bring it to you."

Madam Zhuang also made up her mind; if left to her, she wouldn't even know whether to eat or not.

At this time of day we still haven't eaten; what about later?

The body definitely won't hold out!

"Okay."

Jiang Yunchu thought about tomorrow's arrangements and readily agreed.

Tomorrow we'll go to the workshop, arrange those people; once they're confirmed, we'll also need to start production of Lustrous Jade Soap.

As for the previous items, she needs to inventory the storeroom and also carry out new planning and experiments.

"I had Lao Er prepare the dishes; you should eat properly in a moment."

As she was about to leave, Madam Zhuang still couldn't put her mind at ease, turning back to give a special reminder.

Jiang Yunchu nodded with a smiling face, saying, "I've remembered; I will definitely eat well, definitely eat my fill."

Seeing her like that, Madam Zhuang herself let out a "pfft" and laughed.

"Just knowing is enough."

The Zhuang Mansion's carriage had been waiting outside the inn; seeing the lady come out, the maidservant hurriedly opened the carriage door.

"Lady, please get on board."

Madam Zhuang placed her hand on the maidservant's hand, then looked toward Jiang Yunchu.

"Remember, eat your meal."

Jiang Yunchu quickly nodded, unconsciously doubting in her heart whether her credibility was really that low.

"Remembered."

Only then did Madam Zhuang nod to the maidservant, and the carriage slowly pulled away.

"Left?" Second Master Zhuang walked out from the rear courtyard, saw the empty main hall, and spotted Jiang Yunchu heading toward the Inn, then immediately asked.

Jiang Yunchu nodded. "Left."

"Not at all like a man, look how frail you are—you really ought to eat properly!" Second Master Zhuang glanced disdainfully at her, then turned to the waiter and said, "First bring the food, then the hot water."

The waiter smiled. "Got it."

Immediately he placed the prepared dishes on the table, "Young master, please eat soon."

Jiang Yunchu looked at Second Master Zhuang, then at the waiter, and resignedly sat down.

Actually she really wasn't very hungry…

"Second maternal grandfather, maternal grandmother just now—didn't you say anything to me?" Jiang Yunchu asked tentatively.

She's already revealed her identity—didn't the maternal grandmother tell Second Master Zhuang?

That shouldn't be the case, right?

How would she know? When Madam Zhuang arrived, Second Master Zhuang thought she was calling him back to the Zhuang Mansion, so he immediately hid in the rear courtyard; only when the waiter went to tell him that they weren't coming to drag him home did he relax.

They've never even met—how could I tell him?

"No." Second Master Zhuang looked a bit dazed, then shook his head. What should I tell him?

Jiang Yunchu thought for a moment; maybe the maternal grandmother had a reason?

After thinking, she decided it's better not to tell him for now!

"Oh, then it's fine."

……

This person, is there something wrong with them?

Speaking in half‑sentences, what exactly are you? Can't you just speak clearly?

No one knew Second Master Zhuang's inner roar; Jiang Yunchu ate some dishes, had just drunk a bowl of soup—she really wasn't very hungry, ate a little, then put down her chopsticks.

"Eating so little, are you feeding a cat?"

"Just a girl, and she eats more than you!"

Second Master Zhuang gave a cold snort; the breath he'd been holding just burst out…

Jiang Yunchu shrugged; the point is, she really is a girl!

Indifferently she returned to the rear courtyard and also told the waiter, "Send me hot water."

The waiter immediately replied.