Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Looking at the food and the generous wages, everyone was working with all their might, afraid that if they did less work, they’d feel guilty about earning the money and eating the food.

Since Shuangshuang lived very close to the Du Family, she decided to buy the land between the two houses.

Then, she built two large connected houses with a moon gate on the wall between them, so the two households were separate but could interact like one family.

Shuangshuang personally designed the house and handed it over to the village chief. The village chief used to take people out for short-term work building houses, so he understood this aspect well, and she could trust him completely with the task.

Today, there wasn’t particularly much meat in the big pot of food, mainly because all the meat at home was Blizzard Pig meat. No matter how generous Feng Ying was, she couldn’t bear to put it in the food for everyone to eat freely.

So, Feng Ying gathered up all the meat at home that wasn’t Blizzard Pig and prepared to put it in the food. Shuangshuang happened to return at this time.

Seeing Feng Ying cooking, Shuangshuang directly put the meat down and asked Feng Ying to add a few more pounds of meat.

Then Shuangshuang went to help with the work. She was a Xuan Master, blessed with Mystic Energy, so her strength was much greater than that of ordinary people, and she worked very quickly.

Of course, Shuangshuang wasn’t just busy with storytelling and building houses. At night, she would cultivate all night, using cultivation to replace sleep. After a night of cultivation, she would be full of energy.

Because everyone helped with the house and it wasn’t some grand mansion, just a simple two-story courtyard, a big vegetable garden, with a warehouse at the back, it was quite simple and took only three months to build.

Once the house was finished, Shuangshuang went to Wujia Town’s meat shop, brought back the preserved meat that had been there for a long time, and also bought back the remaining several hundred pounds of Blizzard Pig’s preserved meat.

Now at home, they were eating Mutant Beast meat every day. Feng Ying and Du Ying’s previously weakened bodies had mostly recovered and they were no longer sickly, working in the fields quickly.

Initially, Shuangshuang planned that since she was now earning quite a lot, the two of them needn’t work anymore. They could rent out the land or hire people to work.

Unfortunately, Feng Ying and Du Ying were people who couldn’t stay idle, and they adamantly refused, so Shuangshuang had to give up.

During these three months, Shuangshuang maintained a life of two storytelling sessions a day. Because her stories were novel and pleasant to hear, never repeating, they attracted many people.

Sometimes, some would spend a lot of money to ask Shuangshuang to retell a segment they missed, or they liked a previous story so much that they’d ask Shuangshuang to tell it again.

Once, someone even tipped a Purple Gold Coin just to have Shuangshuang repeat two segments of stories he accidentally missed.

If it weren’t for Shuangshuang’s exceptional memory, she really wouldn’t have recalled the stories she told before. After all, these stories were all made up on the spot by Shuangshuang.

However, if someone requested Shuangshuang to retell all her old stories and tipped her, she wouldn’t agree to retell them. She straightforwardly stated that her stories would never repeat.

Although some were disappointed by this, no one was dissatisfied. Everyone hoped to hear new stories. The old ones were indeed worth revisiting, but new stories were more anticipated.

In less than half a year, Shuangshuang had already saved up enough for two Purple Gold Coins, all thanks to that rich man’s tip, nine hundred and twenty Gold Coins, and silver coins were now Shuangshuang’s pocket money.

Currently, Shuangshuang’s share from the teahouse had turned into ten silver coins per day, because every time Shuangshuang told stories, Zhen Shu’s tavern was so crowded it couldn’t seat everyone, making Zhen Shu earn a hefty sum.

Zhen Shu was a very generous person and, of course, also wanted to win Shuangshuang’s favor, so she became increasingly generous with the money she gave Shuangshuang.

This day, after Shuangshuang finished storytelling, preparing to have a sip of tea before going to eat, Zhen Shu stormed over furiously, sat down beside Shuangshuang, took a big gulp of tea, and slammed the table, making the teacup jump.

Shuangshuang raised an eyebrow, looking at Zhen Shu curiously, "Sister Zhen, what’s the matter? Who made you angry?"

Zhen Shu angrily replied to Shuangshuang, "Who else? It’s those shameless people. I heard that Yuan Mansion got another storyteller, specializing in telling the stories you’ve already told. It’s infuriating."

Shuangshuang gave a knowing "oh," realizing it was about piracy. Since three months ago, Shuangshuang’s stories had already inspired imitators.

Every time she finished a story, there would be storytellers at other taverns narrating them, and they would also imitate Shuangshuang’s style of storytelling, using little props for sound effects.