The Fishmonger Husband of the Teacher

Tao Qingyu transmigrated to the Da Li Dynasty and became a young ger. His family had many mouths to feed, and they barely made ends meet by raising fish in their pond. After an accident, the family urgently needed money. Just as Tao Qingyu was planning to sell the fishpond to raise funds, someone suddenly showed up with a marriage proposal. "The Fang family has only him, and he's a teacher at the academy. If you marry him, you won't have in-laws to wait on, and your husband is a successful candidate in the imperial examinations, so he'll bring you prestige..." Tao Qingyu: "How much is prestige worth?" The matchmaker grinned. "Ten taels in betrothal gifts." Tao Qingyu turned and walked away. He'd lived this long and never seen a pie fall from the sky. The matchmaker called after him: "One hundred taels." Tao Qingyu stopped, turned around, and raised his hand in one smooth motion. "Cash on the barrelhead, and I hand him over!" What a joke, as if one hundred taels were just some worthless scrap of paper, casually... Casually placed in his hand. The young teacher wore a long robe. Through the banknotes, the warmth of his fingers passed into Tao Qingyu's palm. He said softly, "I've paid, Boss Xiaoyu. Will you hand yourself over?" * Fang Wenli didn't like eating fish. But whenever he heard the fishmonger's cry outside, he always called him over and bought the biggest fish. The ger would tease him, saying he was a fish fanatic. Once, someone maliciously passed his private preference on to Tao Qingyu. The ger's eyes reddened as he said angrily: "If you don't like fish, then don't eat it." If you don't like me, you don't have to marry me! Fang Wenli's heart clenched, and he pulled him into a tight embrace. Long ago, in this little courtyard full of arguments, the ger's bright cries had kept him company throughout his lonely, stifling youth. Even after he was left alone in the courtyard and life settled into a quiet routine, he had still taken advantage of the situation, using those one hundred taels to clumsily buy the rest of the ger's life. "I don't like eating fish, but I have to marry you." * Quick-witted little beauty who believes there's no point turning down money x Fishmonger shou; refined on the surface, actually cold and ruthless, and fiercely possessive teacher gong * A long-planned scheme * Probably a baby 2023/10/26 Preorder: The Doctor's Husband [Farming]. Please add it to your reading list~ Ye Yishu accidentally fell into the water in the depths of winter and came down with a high fever that wouldn't break. At the time, his younger uncle was being hounded by loan sharks over his gambling debts. Ye Yishu's grandparents controlled the family's money and were determined to save their youngest son, leaving them no time to care about him. Half-conscious, Ye Yishu thought his life was about to end. To his surprise, when he woke from that long sleep, he'd not only recovered, but found himself in a different place. Mud walls, a thatched house in ruins, and a bitter wind that made him anxious... He was covered with a wedding quilt, and beside him lay the famous village doctor. Ye Yishu: What a lucky break! Ever since Ye Yishu joined the Song family, their fortunes had steadily improved. Their old thatched hut was replaced with a tiled house, and they even bought a home in the county seat. Jealous, the Ye family stopped Song Zhenjin on his way back from a house call and spoke sourly: "Doctor Song, you're relying on our Shu-ger to support your family now. Nobody else in the village is so lucky." Ye Yishu saw Song Zhenjin smiling good-naturedly and went over to help. When he got closer, he heard Doctor Song reply sarcastically: "It is lucky. He keeps buying houses and shops, so if I don't take him, he'll get mad at you." "Good thing his uncle's family are such awful people. Otherwise, I wouldn't have this problem." Theme: Honesty first.