Zhao Yu grabbed his stuff and headed back to the farm. He really didn't hold Gao Jian in high regard.
He guessed that even Shen Jie looked down on Gao Jian, a calculating and repulsive man.
Gao Jian watched Zhao Yu's back for a long time before turning around and leaving.
On the way back to the village, Gao Jian pondered for a long time whether to continue the business. Though he hadn't been here long, the income was really good.
It was even better than what he earned back in the city, and he didn't have to worry about appeasing others.
As long as he could get his hands on goods, he was certain he could trade them for money and send it back home.
Now, he filled with regret. If he had known earlier that such a substantial income was possible in the Northeast, he would never have tried so hard to stay in the city.
He should have come to the Northeast sooner, which would have eased his family's financial strain much earlier.