Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 522 - 521: Running Ragged

Just as Lin Wanwan was about to mount her magnificent horse, she suddenly realized it was lame!

She looked at Kun Lun with a puzzled expression, and Kun Lun turned his gaze toward Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong, slightly embarrassed, rubbed his nose and said, "Cousin, please forgive me. I accidentally hurt your horse. You can ride mine instead."

Lin Wanwan raised an eyebrow, "What are you doing, cousin? Why did you harm my horse for no reason? Can I not ride it anymore?"

It’s not easy to train a good horse, and Lin Wanwan had finally built trust and rapport with this magnificent steed, only for it to be inexplicably injured.

Xiao Chong reassured her, "Don’t worry, cousin. I didn’t hit it hard. If it rests for ten to fifteen days, it’ll recover."

Lin Wanwan scoffed, "Then what will I ride during this time? Lend me your Ferghana Horse as compensation."

"Alright."

"Village Lady, it was because Kun Lun hid in the forest that we mistook it for an ambush by wild people, prompting Zifang to act. It really was a misunderstanding. My horse is also a magnificent steed, and you can take it if you don’t mind."

Xiao Ce quickly tried to help Xiao Chong out of the situation.

He knew how much Xiao Chong cherished his Chasing Wind Horse, lovingly tending to its washing and feeding every day.

A horse is not only a mode of transport but also as valuable as a second life in battle.

Lin Wanwan’s demand for compensation was mostly in jest; she wouldn’t be going to Creek Town until after the fifteenth of the first lunar month, so riding wasn’t necessary.

By then, the horse would likely be healed.

"Haha, no need, no need. I was just speaking casually; I don’t need a horse these days." Lin Wanwan approached Xiao Chong to ride his Crimson Horse.

This horse was intelligent, and Lin Wanwan had ridden it at Qiantang earlier this year, finding it very satisfactory.

Xiao Ce watched with eyes wide open as Xiao Chong naturally assisted Lin Wanwan onto the horse, greatly surprised in his heart.

Horse, like a wife, yet Xiao Chong seemed unusually carefree today!

Xiao Ce had thought Xiao Chong might at least hesitate, yet here he was, helping her onto the horse quite comfortably!

Compared to Xiao Ce’s surprise, Dugu Di was much calmer. From the moment Xiao Chong injured Lin Wanwan’s horse, Dugu Di anticipated this outcome.

As for the three attendants, they might have their own opinions, but none would voice them casually.

Shuqi relinquished his own mount for Xiao Chong, leading Lin Wanwan’s horse that had its right hind leg injured, bringing up the rear.

When the group arrived at Lin Family Manor, the place was bustling; New Year’s Eve was approaching soon, and with Lin Wanwan’s assistance this year, everyone could enjoy a good celebration!

On the large piece of open ground in front of the workshop, Lin Mengbo and others were already busy slaughtering sheep; there were twenty to be killed!

This year, the clan had plenty of grain and money left over, so they were providing benefits to the clan members for the New Year: lamb, pork, millet, and silk.

Families with more laborers received more, while those with fewer got less, all distributed according to contributions.

The clan was quite accustomed to this, never daring to doubt the fairness of the Clan Leader Lin’s distribution plan; this was prestige.

Recently, Lin Wanwan also took out last year’s old grain, allowing the clan members to exchange it for this year’s new grain at a ratio of one to two.

Who would miss such a great deal!

Only those cared for by Wan Nanny’s family would bother to swap old and new—weighed in such fortune, the rest in the ten miles around wouldn’t even think about it; a bite to eat, and they’d thank heaven and earth.

Truth be told, the residents of Lin Family Manor hadn’t really seen old grain or old rice. Every year, they barely had enough new rice to eat, requiring seafood to stave off hunger, nowhere to store a surplus!

The grain Lin Wanwan offered for exchange came from modern online shopping, not from what she had stored herself last year.

What she harvested last year was minimal, and after the recent major snowfall, everyone was distributing porridge to aid disaster relief; Lin Wanwan had also helped Yun Shang acquire some, expending her own harvest long ago.

She entrusted the supervision of the granary to Sun Chuyao.

This servant, who treated Lin Wanwan as a deity, had gained Lin Wanwan’s absolute trust over the year, allowing her to handle matters inside boldly and confidently.

With Lin Wanwan’s indirect subsidies, this year the Lin Family Manor could surely allow every household to enjoy a bowl of white rice.

When the clan members lined up to exchange grain at the Lin Mansion’s granary, the Clan Leader Lin had declared that they absolutely must not divulge this to outsiders.

Exchanging grain within their clan, taking advantage of Wan Nanny’s generosity in a small way, but not letting outsiders do the same—not even extended relatives!

The Clan Leader Lin had grown accustomed to Lin Wanwan’s precious management style. While she didn’t want domestic old grain taking up space, there was no doubt for him.

To prevent Lin Wanwan from feeding these decent items to chickens and ducks unwittingly, he consented to the clan members exchanging them.

Initially, the Clan Leader Lin had some words about how Lin Wanwan treated all servants equally.

Sensing that those were household matters under Lin Wanwan’s jurisdiction, he shouldn’t voice opinions, thus refraining, yet still suppressing some reservations.

Later, upon hearing Lin Mengli talk about the aristocratic behaviors at Creek Town, he finally understood what pampered lives the slaves of noble families led and sighed, accepting this reality.

Wan Nanny, being the sole heir of the direct lineage and now a Village Lady, would ultimately grow the family into a true aristocratic household; how could their servants be shabby?

When Lin Wanwan arrived home with Xiao Chong and the others, it was near noon, and Hua Nong had just about prepared the meal.

Today was New Year’s Eve when everyone gathered to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

After lunch, Lin Wanwan took out brush, ink, and red paper for Xiao Chong to write couplets and auspicious characters.

As for Dugu Di and Xiao Ce, both had indulged in a bit of plum wine during lunch and were now lying in the academy’s side chamber.

Lin Wanwan’s courtyard had countless rooms, all needing auspicious characters and couplets, unwittingly enlisting Xiao Chong to write continuously.

Fortunately, Xiao Chong didn’t mind writing. After eating Lin Wanwan’s meal, some reciprocation was due.

"Cousin, haven’t you finished writing yet? If you continue, we won’t have time to post them!" Xiao Chong remarked helplessly, having written all afternoon!

Lin Wanwan glanced at the amount—it was indeed dozens of auspicious characters and couplets—and said, "Alright, just write one last one, then we’ll go post them."

With a few swift strokes, Xiao Chong finished, and being tall, he was again recruited by Lin Wanwan to help post them. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

Clearly, there were two Kunlun slaves at home who were tall and had exceptional brute strength under Xiao Yixun, plus dim-witted Dabao, none of whom were short. The servants brought by Xiao Chong were also very tall, yet Lin Wanwan particularly enjoyed enlisting Xiao Chong.

Xiao Chong found Lin Wanwan somewhat odd these days, repeatedly unceremoniously treating him—especially today! What was it—a festival upset? But it wasn’t so, there was no bloody scent.

For instance, right now, these tasks the servants could certainly do, yet Lin Wanwan kept directing Xiao Chong; complaining about crooked postings one moment, lamenting slow placement the next.

Shuqi fumed aside like a pufferfish—how could someone mess with her own lord like this?