Transmigrated as Cannon Fodder — I Rise to Female Lead Through Hard Work-Chapter 69: Control of Economic Power

Although the clothing is somewhat different, with fewer varieties and different fabrics, the current situation feels much like shopping in a mall.

Ding Ancheng already has two dresses in hand: a loose-fitting blue V-neck long-sleeved long dress that can be worn alone in a few days but for now can be paired with a sweater; and a short-sleeved long dress with a light floral pattern, which is considered new for this era. It’s said to be fresh goods from the south, selling quite well, and this is the last one.

Without a word, Ding Ancheng let Yi Roujing try them on, and they fit exceptionally well. Mainly because Yi Roujing has a good figure and appearance, everything looks good on her. There was a hint of amazement in Ding Ancheng’s eyes, but also a slight regret, though in the end, he decided to take both.

Besides the clothing, Ding Ancheng also had Yi Roujing try on shoes, both leather shoes and sandals, and ended up buying a pair of each.

Including the yarn in hand...

"Actually, the sweater won’t be wearable in a while," Yi Roujing remarked somewhat tactfully.

"It can be worn in the autumn too."

They also bought malt milk extract, milk candy, cookies, and spent a lot of money and tickets today. Yi Roujing felt a bit distressed watching this, because she didn’t have any money right now.

"What’s wrong with you?" Yi Roujing asked with concern, seeing Ding Ancheng carrying lots of packages.

"I didn’t get to buy you anything when we got married before, I’m sorry," Ding Ancheng apologized.

The previous incident was unpleasant, and everything was simplified, lacking a proper trip to the city to shop, so is Ding Ancheng making up for it now?

"It’s okay, it’s okay," Yi Roujing waved her hand and said.

"Are we going to your dormitory now?" Yi Roujing noticed that the way Ding Ancheng was leading her was towards County First Middle School.

"Mid-June, County First Middle School will hold the graduation exam. After a while, you will get the junior high diploma, then fill out the documents. When the time comes, I’ll give you the admission ticket, remember to attend."

"Oh, okay," Yi Roujing nodded, "Don’t you have class today?"

"I swapped it with someone, no class today. We’ll go home together later," Ding Ancheng replied, "Now, let’s go pack some things."

As soon as Yi Roujing entered Ding Ancheng’s dormitory, she sensed a strange aura and noticed the wrinkles on another bed, hinting that the co-teaching roommate had returned.

Ding Ancheng packed his things and hung them on the bicycle, then opened the wardrobe, unlocked a drawer, and took out an iron box, which was also locked.

Ding Ancheng sat down with Yi Roujing, unlocking it in front of her.

A box full of banknotes—what a concept. Yi Roujing was shocked, and there were also colorful various tickets. The owner seemed completely unconcerned, keeping them all haphazardly.

"This is our foundation," Ding Ancheng turned the iron box over, tipping everything out. Only then did Yi Roujing see a very old-fashioned passbook with a yellow cover, marked "Current Savings Passbook."

Yi Roujing opened the passbook, flipped to the last page, and counted the figures. Wow, definitely ten-thousand-yuan households.

"Where did you get this?" Yi Roujing was very curious. There hasn’t been any reform and opening up yet, and doing business is considered speculation and profiteering.

"Earned it," Ding Ancheng replied, "As long as you have the guts."

"Aren’t you afraid I’ll leak this?" Yi Roujing widened her eyes, flustered by Ding Ancheng’s trust at the moment.

"You’re my wife," Ding Ancheng, with inexplicable confidence, said so firmly that Yi Roujing felt embarrassed.

"Keep the passbook with you, most of the money needs to remain with me for circulation." Ding Ancheng was about to count the money but was stopped by Yi Roujing.

"Mom gave me quite a bit, it’s everything you gave me before, the family’s well-off." Yi Roujing felt pressured—earlier, she was upset for not having money, now everyone’s giving it to her, what’s going on.

"Oh, then I’ll deposit the money back in the passbook next time," Ding Ancheng didn’t dwell on it.

"Mm." Looking at the money, Yi Roujing thought of a house in a prime location, and couldn’t wait for a few years to buy and sell properties and become a landlady.

"But you should be careful, getting caught means it’s over," Yi Roujing worried a bit, "Actually, this much is already a lot, why not wait for a few more years to talk about it?"

"Don’t worry, I have a plan." Ding Ancheng, looking mature and composed, calmed Yi Roujing’s concerns right away. After all, the person before her was a future wealthy individual in the story, so what was she even worrying about.

Ding Ancheng locked the iron box back in place, and Yi Roujing looked at the passbook in her hand, feeling that events had unfolded unexpectedly, like being tied up somehow, what’s going on.

"Why do you trust me with all this?" Yi Roujing asked.

"I didn’t intend to before, but now I do," Ding Ancheng stated truthfully, "Can you understand what I mean?"

Yi Roujing blinked, a bit puzzled, wondering about the past, and what this means now, could it be because of that kiss?

Yi Roujing blushed, pursing her lips slightly. Seeing this made Ding Ancheng a little agitated, as he bent over, hooked her chin with a hand, and kissed her.

On the way back to the guesthouse, Ding Ancheng was riding the bicycle, while Yi Roujing sat on the rear seat, holding onto his clothes. A bit dazed, her cheeks hadn’t completely cooled down yet, but Yi Roujing’s eyes were shining, as if she was in love, and isn’t love supposed to feel like this?

At the guesthouse, Ding Anguo took full responsibility for looking after the bicycle, carefully cleaning it before carrying it upstairs to his room.

"I’m taking the items away, I’ll be back later." Ding Ancheng took the agarwood out the door.

Ding Anmin was looking at the yarn, the green and white ones, already picturing the styles in her mind.

Huaixi County, Yong’an Alley.

Ding Ancheng knocked on the door of the third-to-last house in the alley, and it was opened by Zhao Guang.

"Where’s Gu Shizhao?"

"Big brother’s inside the house."

"Why are you here?" Gu Shizhao seemed surprised to see Ding Ancheng.

"Take a look at this," Ding Ancheng put the bundle down, and Gu Shizhao raised his eyebrows and opened it. He detected a fresh scent, which became even stronger now.

"What’s this?" Gu Shizhao, looking at the bundle of wood, twisted his brow.

"Keep half, and sell the other half." Ding Ancheng smiled at Gu Shizhao, "Whoever can pave the best way for your return to Jing City, sell to them."

Gu Shizhao was shocked, looking up, "What about the price?"

"As long as it’s not below this amount," Ding Ancheng said, holding up two fingers. "As for the other half, find a place to store it."

"Hey, you trust me that much?" Gu Shizhao looked at Ding Ancheng with amusement, but there was an unspeakable emotion in his eyes.

"I hope you live up to my trust," Ding Ancheng, unfazed, said, "Make sure you know who you’re dealing with, don’t get tripped up by so-called insiders."

"I’ll personally deliver it to Jing City when the time comes."

"That would be best, I’m leaving now."