Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm

Chapter 1313: Chapter 1112: Tong Xingda’s Prosperity_1 Chapter 1313: Chapter 1112: Tong Xingda’s Prosperity_1 Tong Xingda lived a very prosperous life in Capital City.

He and the Zhang Family had initially invested in Bai Zhi’s private restaurant with their technology, and although they only held a ten percent stake, the business of the restaurant was so good that he could collect a dividend of over a thousand taels of silver each month.

A thousand taels a month was more than enough to live very well in Capital City.

Bai Zhi had provided him with two maids and a nanny. All the household chores and meals were taken care of by these three people. He slept until he naturally woke up every day, and upon waking, he had delicious food to eat and clean and beautiful clothes to wear.

After eating, he would stroll around the streets, watch the monkey shows, cockfights, and jugglers breaking stones with their chests. When tired of wandering, he’d stop by Jiwei House, order whatever he wanted, and after finishing the meal, he’d just mention Tong Sanlang’s name and the bill was on the house!

After lunch, if he wanted to rest, he’d directly ask for a private room at Jiwei House to relax. If he wanted to go out, he went out. In short, whatever he wanted to do all day, he did. No one like Tong Tiehu was there to restrain him, he could be as capricious as he liked.

He had once dreamed of becoming the Emperor, with a huge treasure hidden at home, and an uncle in Capital City holding a high position, which would make it easy to stage a coup.

Being an Emperor would be great, doing whatever one wanted to do.

Later, his dream of becoming Emperor shattered, and from then on, he felt his life lacked purpose. Nothing pleased him, and he always felt a hollow inside.

Now, although he was still a commoner, he lived a life much like the Emperor’s: having food and clothing provided without lifting a finger, doing whatever he desired.

This kind of life was decent enough.

One day, while he was dining at Jiwei House again, he happened to hear people talking about a legendary watermelon.

The watermelon had become a legend in Capital City, with everyone heaping praises on it. So, he remembered the two watermelons he had at home. Shopkeeper Hong had given him two watermelons which he had forgotten about during his indulgent life in Capital City!

Now, hearing about the watermelons, he hurried home and found those two watermelons.

He cut one open. Wow!

It was tastier than all the delicacies he had eaten before!

It was just a fruit, but its flavor surpassed that of all other rare and expensive foods!

Indeed, it deserved its exorbitant price!

After thinking it over, he voraciously devoured one, then carried the remaining one to Jiwei House.

He announced it for public sale.

He wasn’t foolish. In Capital City, where nobles were everywhere, he had been warned by Tong Tiehu not to cause trouble, so he didn’t go elsewhere. He came to Jiwei House, where on its territory, he was sure to be unharmed.

Carrying a large watermelon, he began a public auction, revealing his identity: Qiao Xiaomai’s godfather and father of Tong Sanlang. He even brought Shopkeeper Hong as a witness.

Once the watermelon’s authenticity was confirmed, people actually started bidding.

A watermelon weighing more than ten jin was eventually sold for a high price of ten thousand taels of silver.

With so much silver for just one watermelon, Tong Xingda was ecstatic. There were still watermelons at Yu Ang’s, so he asked Yu Ang for a few more to sell, thinking he could get rich without any effort!

Thinking this way, Tong Xingda eagerly sought out Shopkeeper Hong and had him convey his thoughts to Yu Ang.

Of course, he didn’t say that he wanted the watermelons for a public auction; he said he wanted them for personal consumption.

When a nephew asked for watermelons, Yu Ang naturally agreed, so Tong Xingda got ten large watermelons.

He dragged the ten large watermelons back to Jiwei House, held a public auction, and the highest bidder won them.

No one dared to cause trouble on Jiwei House’s turf, and all ten watermelons were sold.