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"Boss! A woman named Lucy is looking for you!" Qiao Chunlu said from outside the tent.

Zhu Wencong yawned, sitting up reluctantly and pondering the name Lucy for a moment.

"See her!" Zhu Wencong glanced at Su Yanqiao, who was still napping.

As soon as Lucy saw Zhu Wencong, she knelt down, coaxing her daughter to kneel as well.

Zhu Wencong was speechless for a moment, not seeing Zheng the Second; it seemed he had truly run off.

A single gold coin meant nothing to the rich, but to the poor, it was a huge sum of money.

In those times, when currency was gold-based, binding money to gold, hard-working poor people couldn't earn a gold coin no matter how hard they tried.

"What do you need from me? If it's help you're after, I'm truly willing to assist," Zhu Wencong said, spreading his hands.

A single gold coin had ruined a family, and Zhu Wencong didn't want to make the situation worse for them.

"I don't want your money, I... I plead with you to let me work on your farm!