Conspiracy

  "I have something I'd like to discuss with everyone."

  Everyone put down their chopsticks, looked up at An Yan, and waited for her next words. After going through so many things, everyone's view of An Yan had long since changed, and they were quite convinced by what she said. At this moment, looking at An Yan's very serious expression, they all waited seriously for An Yan's words.

  "There are five mu of idle land in the ten mu of land owned by the Bai family, I think it can be used now."

  As soon as she finished saying this sentence, she saw everyone's complexion change slightly.

  The Bai family's main business has always been the bamboo leaf green wine, and now listening to An Yan's words is to shift the focus to farming. This makes everyone feel a bit unacceptable in their hearts, after all, the Bai family can be said to have risen and fallen with the bamboo leaf green wine. So everyone has an obsession in their heart, that is, they want to make the Bai family's bamboo leaf green wine revive, and rely on it to stand up again.

  Her gaze flowed slowly through the crowd, taking in the changes in their expressions and the melancholy in their eyes. Her expression turned serious as she looked at them sincerely and said: "Now that we have made enemies of Mingyue Wine House, Qingfeng Wine House, and even Xinzhu County, will they just sit back and watch us grow stronger? Will they watch us rise again with the reputation of Zhuyeqing? If we develop Zhuyeqing again, won't today's tragedy repeat itself?"

  Her words were like a fine silver needle, piercing everyone's heart, every sentence drawing blood, painful to the core.

  Yes, the Bai family's misfortune this time was because someone had designs on Zhu Ye Qing, which led to the subsequent tragedy. They don't have the power now, and if they try to make a move again, they'll only become someone else's target once more. However, if they don't strive or work hard, will they be content with living such an ignominious life from now on? In that case, what's the point of living a peaceful and safe life?

  Bai Ping's face was cold and stern, his hands clenched into fists on the table, with bulging veins visible beneath his skin, clearly indicating extreme anger. He couldn't forget the hatred towards his father, nor could he forget the regret and guilt of not being able to see his father for the last time. And there was also his younger brother who was originally supposed to participate in this year's autumn examination but now lay half-dead on the bed. Was all of this really going to be forgotten just like that?

  Can I forget? How can I forget?

  Everyone in their hearts was secretly wondering, with a surge of emotions in each and every one's eyes, but no one spoke out.

  Because they can't let their loved ones fall into danger again, having already lost their father, they can't lose anyone else.

  An Wen watched them struggle, watching the roar and unwillingness in their hearts, her mouth also tightly pursed. She waited for a while, waiting for everyone's emotions to stabilize a bit, before speaking softly: "We can't forget our hatred, nor dare we forget it. But the premise of our revenge is to protect our loved ones by our side, to protect ourselves. So what I want to say today is not to let everyone give up their hatred, but to let everyone calmly deal with their hatred."

  The Bai family members, who were originally stirred up in their hearts, looked at An Yan with raised eyes and astonishment after hearing his words, and they also slowly ruminated on these few sentences in their minds.

  "Hatred can be buried in the heart, it doesn't have to be hung on the mouth or face. This way, we're only letting our enemies know that we hate them, and as a result, they'll just come back to harm us and our loved ones again. What we need to do is cover up our hatred in our hearts, then secretly accumulate strength and plan slowly. As long as our faith is firm, believing that this hatred will be avenged one day."

  Covering hatred in their hearts, secretly accumulating strength, and slowly plotting. It has to be said that An Yan's words deeply imprinted on the hearts of the Bai family members. The dark clouds that originally shrouded everyone's minds suddenly had a feeling of clearing up. Although still sad, everyone now had the will to fight. Originally, their hearts were filled with hatred and despair. Because they couldn't see any hope for revenge, their enemies were so strong, and they might have been destroyed before they could even take revenge. But at this moment, An Yan pointed out a clear path for them, letting them see the hope ahead.

  At this moment, everyone's eyes are shining brightly at An Yan, waiting for her plan and method. At this moment, everyone in their hearts inexplicably feels that this brocade sister-in-law is able to lead them to avenge their grievances.

  "Tending to the fields is just a facade, making them think we've resigned ourselves to our fate and are obediently becoming farmers. But in reality, we can start accumulating wealth and quietly building up our strength."

  "How are you?"

  Bai Ping spoke up and asked, this is a crucial issue, how can we quietly make money without arousing their suspicion, this is very important. Otherwise, all the efforts made will be in vain.

  "Big brother, you must have good brothers in the village who can be the front-line implementers."

  "Does 'Jin Zhuo Biao Mei' mean that we secretly produce bamboo leaf wine and then ask the villagers who are on good terms with us to help sell it?"

  Big sister-in-law Liu thought for a moment and suddenly her eyes lit up, happily asking An Yan.

  An Yan heard Mrs. Liu's words and smiled lightly, neither affirming nor denying them.

  White eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling that this is quite inappropriate, but where it's inappropriate, can't think of.

  Wang finally put his age there, with some life experience, at this moment he thought through a few points, "If we buy more bamboo leaves, it may not be appropriate. After all, in the entire Green Bamboo Village, only our Bai family is brewing bamboo leaf wine. Even if we find someone else to help sell, as long as someone checks, they will discover it. In this way, this is not a good strategy."

  "Yes, Aunt is absolutely right. We won't be brewing any more Bamboo Leaf Green Wine for a while now, and we must thoroughly extinguish all the sparks of suspicion about our White family."

  "But if we don't make Zhuye Qing, what else can we do? Plant crops? Can that really turn things around?"

  Bai Ping said weakly, as for the crops, among the Bai family members, only Old Master Bai Qi was slightly proficient, while others were just mediocre. Now, if they wanted to rely on those few acres of land to become rich, it would be a foolish dream.

  An Yan looked at Bai Ping, who had a somewhat depressed aura, and continued: "The first step I've already thought of, we'll sell stir-fried bamboo shoots. Everyone tried it earlier and the taste is excellent. However, everyone discarded it like an old shoe, simply because they didn't know how to cook this dish. So, this method of making stir-fried bamboo shoots can be considered a secret recipe unique to our Bai family. With this, accumulating our first fortune shouldn't be a problem."

  Bai Ping's hands were trembling slightly at this time. He suddenly stood up, but didn't know what he wanted to do.

  An spoke softly as he walked to Bai Ping's side, his comforting hand pressing on Bai Ping's shoulder. Bai Ping turned his head to look at those elegant eyes, and felt a calming power quietly transmitted from within them. He couldn't help but calm down, slowly sitting back in his seat.

  "In the back of my mind, I already have a plan, but for now, I won't elaborate. What we need to do now is figure out how to quickly and safely earn our first fortune, so that our subsequent plans can be implemented."