"The village chief's grandfather helped me a lot. If you have something to say, it's okay." Mo Ling looked at the old village chief's back and said. She was now curious about the human world. Seeing the old village chief hesitant, she became more and more curious about what he wanted to say.

Speaking quickly, the old village chief hesitated after a little bit of confusion and said, "It's such a Mo Ling girl. You came to our village alone, and you have no family. You live alone and are lonely. Therefore, many young men in the village want me to ask me if you have plans to get married. After all, there is a man who also has a support. Since you say you have already got married, you are just separated from your husband, it's better not to mention this matter."

Although that's the case, the old village chief was still paying attention to Mo Ling's reaction from the corner of his eyes, and he was obviously not in a good mood.

After hearing what the old village chief said, Mo Ling was stunned for a moment. Although she was still confused about the human world, she also knew the principle of "going to one end" during this period. So she shook her head and said: "Grandpa Village Chief, don't say such words. The little woman is just separated from her husband. When she is stable, I will start looking for her husband. Is it better to let them find another good man in the village?"

"Miss Mo Ling, I'm abrupt. I won't mention this matter again, and I will convey your meaning to them to extinguish their thoughts." The old village chief said embarrassedly.

Mo Ling nodded and stopped talking, thinking that people secretly looked at him every day when going out these days. It turned out that they wanted to marry them. Humans are really strange. Just tell me directly, although I can't agree, after all, I want to marry Liu Xiu and lay eggs for him. Well, is this what humans say? It's so difficult to understand...

At this time, the old village chief thought in his heart that such a beautiful girl had already married, and he didn't know what kind of person her husband was. If he was lucky enough to marry such a beautiful girl, he probably wouldn't be a person, otherwise he wouldn't have been separated from her. The Five Poisons Sect was in chaos, and it was unknown whether he could survive.

The Five Poisons Sect has been in chaos in recent years and has reached a point that everyone knows. It is a fearless existence for everyone to talk about. There is no doubt about Mo Ling's statement that the Five Poisons Sect has been separated from her "master".

He did not feel a pity for Mo Ling's marriage. He could only say that the young man in the village was not lucky, and Mo Ling had already married. Strictly speaking, she was no longer worthy of the unmarried man in the village. For the country people, food and clothing are still difficult. The first thing he likes to marry a wife is not appearance, but ability. Mo Ling is soft and weak and not suitable for the young man in the village. If she had a big hand and a big foot, she would probably have to persist...

In the silent atmosphere, the old village chief said again: "Miss Mo Ling, the Five Poisons Sect is in chaos. You must have suffered a lot. What I want to say is, in front of the extremely vicious people of the Five Poisons Sect, are you sure your husband can still live? Well, I am not cursing him, but you also know how vicious the Five Poisons Sect is. I hope you don't get angry."

"My husband will definitely be fine," Mo Ling smiled easily. For her, the Five Poisons Sect is not clear about anything, but she just used them as an excuse. Her "husband" Liu Xiu is living so comfortable now. How could there be something wrong? The village chief's words did not even have any trouble in her heart.

"The good people have their own appearance. I think your husband will be fine." The old village chief said embarrassedly. Facing Mo Ling's answer, he was a little unaware of how to say what he wanted to say next.

Mo Ling smiled and said nothing, holding a piece of woven cloth to look at the scenery along the way.

After a period of silence, the old village chief said again: "Miss Mo Ling, if, I mean, if, you can't find your husband or confirm that he has died, the few men who unfortunately died of their daughter-in-law are good. I hope you will consider it at that time. After all, you are a weak woman and you always have a man to rely on. Depending on your age, you will have a long life in the future, so don't worry about hanging yourself in a tree."

The reason why the old village chief said this is because, in addition to the young men, the bachelors of Murakami were also asking about Mo Ling. His heart was obvious, who made Mo Ling so beautiful?

For the old village chief, Mo Ling has been married, soft and weak, and looks weak, and is not worthy of the unmarried young man in Murakami. However, those bachelors with dead daughters-in-law are quite compatible, and those who have become married can still be picky. Therefore, he decided to fight for it. What if it is true, Xie Media Li will be good at that time.

The premise is that Mo Ling’s ‘hunter’ is no longer there.

"My husband will be fine," Mo Ling smiled, and the answer was still this.

Mo Ling just doesn't understand some common sense of human beings, and it doesn't mean she is stupid. Strictly speaking, she is smarter than most people in the world. At this moment, she has roughly guessed the intentions of some old village chiefs, and she feels a little funny in her heart.

Is this human being? People’s relationships, wealth and water will not flow from outsiders’ fields. Fighting for things that are beneficial to oneself in a variety of ways, even if one can only get a trivial benefit, the old village chief’s seemingly unintentional words, but they all have the same meaning. What will he get from letting himself marry the people in the village? Fame, prestige, and benefits?

"Haha, I'll just say that. If you are fair and safe, of course it would be better." The old village chief said with a smile and covered his embarrassment.

In fact, the old village chief also knew that what he said before was too much. If anyone else had thought he would have turned against him, Mo Ling's good temper surprised him.

It is a fact that he wants Mo Ling to marry the villagers, but it is not suitable to say it again. The old village chief thinks that let’s talk about it in two years. The Five Poisons Sect is causing chaos. Mo Ling’s husband may be in danger. Two years later, Mo Ling gave up. If he persuaded him a little, he would probably change his mind and get married.

In fact, as a countryman, the old village chief is still very simple. At most, he is trying to get Mo Ling to marry the villagers and want a gift from the matchmaker, but he has no evil intentions. If his mind is a little more vicious, Mo Ling will probably be sold and help count the money. Of course, if that is the case, it will be another situation if Mo Ling is angry.

After walking and stopping all the way, Mo Ling came to a small town in the old village chief's ox cart.

This town is really small, with a population of less than 10,000, and it is completely impossible to compare with places like Qingliu Town. However, although the place is small, there is still no shortage of social structures that should have.

When he arrived at the entrance of the town, the old village chief said that he would sell the charcoal and buy some food to go back, so he could not accompany Mo Ling. However, if Mo Ling was not in a hurry, he could wait until he sold the charcoal before taking the ox cart back. It would be a matter of going around the way.

Mo Ling expressed his understanding and parted with the old village chief, and went to a cloth shop guided by the old village chief. The old village chief said that the cloth shop had a fair price and would definitely not suffer any loss when selling cloth there.

This is the first time Mo Ling has come to this town. She has been to a big place like Qingliu Town, of course she would not be curious about everything around her and went straight to the cloth shop.

But she is too outstanding and has attracted countless people's attention along the way. However, almost everyone attracted by her appearance just looked at her secretly and did not come up to do shameless things like teasing. After all, there are very few people who want to do bad things when they get thrust into it, and they are not encountered by Mo Ling.

"Many people are looking at me. Should I be shy or scared or glaring back?" Mo Ling's heart once again had such a tangle. Those who looked at her secretly thought they were secret, but they could not escape Mo Ling's terrifying senses.

This is countless times when facing many people's eyes, Mo Ling didn't know how to deal with it. The scene of Liu Xiu's calmness suddenly flashed through her mind. Then she stopped worrying about it, accepted it calmly, ignored it, and ignored it.

"It seems good. No matter what others do, they often find their worries by themselves." Thinking of this in their hearts, Mo Ling suddenly felt relieved.

After a while, she came to the old cloth shop guided by the old village chief. She stopped several dozen meters apart and looked over there, and she saw everything there.

The business of the cloth shop is still good. Mo Ling observed that some people were picking cloths there to buy cloths, and some came to sell them like her, but the business of the cloth shop was separated.

"**Buy it is cheap, and the same cloth is sold at a cloth shop more than twice as much. Is this a human business? Buy it low and sell it high. In fact, it will be a disadvantage to go to the door to sell cloth. I can know this, and others should also know it, but why are people still willing to be as happy as the beginning? There must be knowledge that I don't know. Don't worry, and you will understand it slowly in the future. I still have a lot of things to learn."

After observing for a while, Mo Ling stepped forward and stepped into the cloth shop.

The one who received Mo Ling was a kind-hearted old woman. After Mo Ling explained her purpose, the old woman first checked the cloth brought by Mo Ling. At first glance, she was amazed by her vision of having been engaged in the cloth business for most of her life.

Mo Ling's cloth is naturally beautiful, but it is extremely strong and tight, making people unable to find any flaws. If you dye and make clothes later, it must be strong and durable. For the poor, sturdy clothes are more important than exquisite clothes.

"What a beautiful little lady, I didn't expect that she had such a skill. The cloth weaving is better than many people who weave cloth for the rest of their lives." The old lady looked at Mo Ling and said in her heart when she checked the cloth.

She didn't know that although Mo Ling was weaving for the first time, she had put the weaving rules and regulations to the extreme with her powerful senses, which really made people unable to find fault.

"My little lady, your cloth is six meters long and three feet wide, how about it for ninety copper plates?" After hesitating for a moment, the old lady quoted a fair price.

When Mo Ling was learning to weave cloth in the village, she knew that the size of a piece of folk weaving was usually six feet long and three feet wide. She had observed before that the price of selling a piece of cloth was between sixty and eighty copper plates. At this time, when she heard the old lady’s offer, Mo Ling was indecisive, knowing that she not only did not suffer any losses, but also sold more than others.

"What the old village chief said is indeed correct. This cloth shop is a time-honored brand, and it is safe to be fooled." Mo Ling said in his heart that he accepted the price and got ninety copper plates.

After woven this Bu Mo Ling for three days, she calculated it a little. It was equivalent to earning thirty copper plates a day. The raw materials only cost thirty copper plates, which means she earned a net profit of twenty copper plates a day.

"One or two copper plates per kilogram, ten copper plates are enough for a family to spend a day well. Ninety copper plates, excluding the cost of thirty copper plates, and subtracting the expenses, thirty copper plates can be saved in three days. I don't use other means to weave cloths by myself, which means that a normal woman can earn so much, and it's not much less. No wonder human women have to master the female red craftsmanship if they have the conditions. After all, weaving can support a family by weaving. For normal people, they are a little tired. Although they can't be rich but they can at least maintain their lives..."

Mo Ling, who got ninety copper plates, quickly calculated in her mind. From the perspective of an ordinary person, she quickly understood some truths from the weaving.

Is this the life of a normal person?... She said in her heart.

Mo Ling himself does not rely on weaving to maintain her life. She is just experiencing the life of a normal person. After understanding this, she no longer even wants to weaving.
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