Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies

After everything was arranged, Qin Ye was finally ready to depart.

This time, Qin Ye was taking an elite team with him.

They were divided into three groups.

One group was visible, while two were hidden.

And the Think Tank was accompanying Qin Ye.

As they were gearing up to set off, the Think Tank seemed to have something to say but hesitated.

Qin Ye gave him a glance, "If you’ve got something to say, say it quickly."

Hearing this, the Think Tank hesitated for a moment before speaking up, "Master, aren’t you going to say goodbye to Miss Rong?"

Qin Ye’s expression was not a pleasant one, "That’s none of your concern."

After dropping that remark, he mounted his horse and rode off.

The Think Tank watched his retreating figure, not quite understanding.

Logically speaking, if the master was returning to Beijing, he would not lack the time for a proper farewell, right?

Even if they set off first, there would be time enough, especially since the master’s horse could cover a thousand miles in a day.

He could catch up even if he left several days later.

Why not say goodbye to Miss Rong?

Or did the master have other plans?

Forget it, no more wondering—the master must have his reasons.

Regardless of the reason, the master would certainly not give up on Miss Rong.

After all, they had never seen the master take such interest in a girl all these years.

It’s just unfortunate that the timing of their meeting was not right, preventing them from developing their relationship properly.

"Everyone, keep up!"

All of them spurred their horses in the direction of their master...

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Rong Yan looked at Hu Dao, "You’re saying your master has gone to Beijing?"

"Yes, this is the letter the master left for you!" Taking a few steps forward, Hu Dao presented the letter sent from the military camp with both hands.

Rong Yan found this rather mysterious.

Since he had gone, a verbal message would have sufficed—why write a letter?

She immediately tore open the envelope and took out the letter to read...

She had expected many words! Surprisingly, there were only two that caught her off guard: "Wait for me!"

Upon seeing these words, a faint and unusual feeling arose in her heart.

Then, she calmly secured the letter away.

"If there’s nothing else, you may go about your business."

"Miss Rong, this is the final settlement from the military camp; all the silver is here." Hu Dao gestured toward a chest on the ground. "Would you like to count it?"

Rong Yan glanced at the chest, which was indeed filled with silver, just as she had surmised.

"No need to count it, Housekeeper Li, please deposit this chest of silver into the treasury."

Housekeeper Li was someone she had personally hired, and she trusted him.

Moreover, his work capability was quite admirable.

Now that she had a sizeable household and business, she was invariably busy every day... but what was most crucial were the grains wholesaled from the Space Supermarket—she always had to handle them herself.

And she had to do so while avoiding the experts.

This alone was a very challenging task.

Thus, the affairs of the Manor needed to be arranged by another person.

"Understood." Housekeeper Li immediately stepped forward.

As the chest on the ground was not large, Housekeeper Li was able to lift and carry it away on his own.

Hu Dao, having completed his task, saw no need to remain in front of Miss Rong.

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After giving her a respectful bow, he took his leave...

Rong Yan did not continue to ponder over Qin Ye’s departure.

At present, her main focus was naturally on her business, and she planned to sell her low-priced grain... it was also her way of earning a living for some of the common people.

But that was not all; she was also buying land in disaster-stricken areas, then hiring villagers who hadn’t left to tend and work the land.

This was her way of doing what she could to help as many as possible.