Could this really be Ni Yang, the rustic bumpkin?
Why would she be selling noodles here?
Liu Juan felt her worldview slowly crumbling.
How much did Sun Chunxiang say this bumpkin could earn in a day again?
Was it three hundred?
Three hundred!
That's three hundred!
She and Ni Dazhu worked in the factory, toiling to the point of exhaustion, only to earn 40 yuan a month.
Together, they made 80 yuan a month.
But good ol' bumpkin Ni Yang could make two months' worth of their wage in a day.
Liu Juan was practically green with envy!
At the same time, she deeply regretted not taking this country buffoon in initially. Maybe all the money this hayseed was making could've been hers!
Just the thought of it made her heart ache!
But it wasn't too late to realize this now. After all, she was Ni Yang's aunt, her elder! Ni Yang should hand over the money she earned for safekeeping!