Chapter 1

Author: VIP Book Friend Grandpa Cat

It was said that when the young lady of the Wang family moved into the hotel, it had been several days, and she hadn't stepped out of the door. This made "the Great Secret" Yang Youxing very anxious. The leader's marriage was a big deal, even though it was a collective decision, Manager Mei was also a prominent figure.

Thinking about this, Secretary Yang Youxing couldn't help but think of himself... The loneliness at night was really unbearable, and he wondered when he would also have someone to send him a wife...

While daydreaming, he suddenly thought of the refugee women from the Ming continent who had fled here. Although most of them were disheveled and pale, they were still women! The lives of these thousands of single men needed to be addressed. Even if they couldn't give everyone a wife, at least having a companion was necessary, right?

Especially when he thought about his ex-girlfriend who had once left him because of his "poor and lowly" status. Secretary Yang Youxing became more and more excited. Here, he was at the top of the food chain, so why should he still live like a monk? It made no sense! Besides, socks and underwear were cleaner when washed by hand...

After working on Earth for half a year with Chairman Jian, Secretary Yang Youxing fully demonstrated the initiative of a modern person. He often visited villages and households, and gained some fame among the farmers in the Chikan area.

Especially when Chairman Jian couldn't always handle everything personally, the key management of agricultural areas and field research fell on his shoulders. With the bountiful harvest of grain, the farmers became increasingly respectful and even worshipful of the穿越集团 (穿越集团 means "穿越 group," but in this context, it refers to the group of people who have traveled through time or space, so I'll translate it as "穿越 group").

These simple farmers always felt they had nothing to repay with, so when Secretary Yang Youxing occasionally came to the village for "inspection," they always wanted to treat him to a meal or give him some gifts. One day, when Secretary Yang passed through Shigang Village for the third time, he was stopped by a group of farmers led by the village chief and invited to their home.

After a hearty meal, they sat together and chatted. Soon, the village chief, in a flattering manner, brought up the topic of Secretary Yang.

"Does Secretary Yang have a wife yet?"

Secretary Yang Youxing perked up, sensing that something good might be about to happen.

Seeing Secretary Yang's face turn red, the village chief felt a bit more at ease and continued, "I have no intention of prying into Secretary Yang's private affairs, but seeing how busy and hardworking you are, and without a close companion, I took the liberty of offering my daughter to serve you, to show my respect, with no other intentions."

Secretary Yang Youxing was stunned. Someone was offering him a woman? Good things came too suddenly, and he was completely unprepared.

The village chief continued, "My daughter is sixteen years old and has attended some private school with her brother, so she can read and write. I believe she can be of some help to Secretary Yang."

Secretary Yang Youxing's forehead started to sweat. A wife offered to him, should he accept? What did she look like? Was she pretty or not... "My daughter has long admired you and is in her prime. This is her own wish. What do you think, Secretary Yang?"

Seeing Secretary Yang's face, even his neck was red, the village chief turned to his family and asked his daughter to come and meet him. Although she was a young and innocent girl, she was a farmer's daughter and didn't have much modesty. Besides, Secretary Yang had seen her many times before, just without much attention—after all, he was in his forties mentally and didn't pay much attention to girls who looked like they were only fourteen or fifteen.

While lost in thought, Secretary Yang suddenly heard a clear voice, "This humble woman greets Secretary Yang..."

They say that after drinking, people look three parts more beautiful. The village girl, who usually looked like a little girl, after some grooming, indeed looked more attractive. "This humble woman, Park July, greets Secretary Yang."

Speaking of the surname Park, it was not common in the Ming continent or China. Miss Park had heard from her grandfather about how they had fallen on hard times and ended up here. Her grandfather, Park Six, was a fisherman on Jeju Island. One day, while fishing, he encountered a group of pirates raiding the coast of Jeju Island, and thus began his short pirate career—being forced to raid the coast of Fujian.

It was short-lived because after half a month, his pirate group encountered the fleet of King Yan Sizhi and was defeated. He drifted to Tainan on a small boat. From then on, Park Six began his life in Taiwan.

The Hakka dialect mixed with Mandarin made Secretary Yang Youxing snap back to reality. All the strange thoughts he often had, like "equality, no bribery, no corruption, different values..." were suddenly gone, leaving only "I'm willing" in his mind.

This couldn't be blamed on Secretary Yang Youxing for being too fickle. After all, most of the穿越 group were single. Every night, these young, energetic men could only rely on "five girls" to solve their problems.

This was a well-known secret, but it wasn't easy to solve—there were too few women in the穿越 group. Besides, there weren't many women in a hurry to find partners, and they were absolute "rare animals," a complete buyer's market. The women of the Ming people, on the other hand, were generally malnourished, thin, and emaciated. How much appetite would it take to make someone eat anything?

Secretary Yang Youxing looked in the direction of the voice and swallowed hard, expressing his desire involuntarily while saying, "It's not appropriate, not appropriate."

Unfortunately, the security team accompanying him didn't have a camera. If the other穿越 group members saw this, they would definitely call it "hypocrisy, absolute hypocrisy."

"Miss Park, this is not... not appropriate, you see, I... I..." Secretary Yang Youxing stammered, his face turning red, and finally blurted out, "I need to hear the organization's opinion," and without looking back, he fled out of the Park family's door, leaving a yard full of surprised farmers and a team of security guards who were still in shock.

After being forced to take charge of the sock factory, Secretary Yang Youxing's work became even busier.

Watching the busy workers in the factory, quickly operating the sock machines, the creaking sounds always made his thoughts drift to stockings. Could linen stockings be called stockings? Or maybe mix in some silk to make white or black stockings, smooth or velvet, glossy or matte, women's thighs... Stop, stop, Secretary Yang Youxing pinched his thigh hard. It really hurt.

Speaking of Miss Park, who was "yearning" for him, how was she doing recently? She wouldn't have been left with a "forced marriage" trauma because he fled, would she? For several nights after returning from the Park family, Secretary Yang Youxing was lost in thought in his dormitory, and the image of Miss Park kept haunting him.

"Damn it, I'm not a virgin, it doesn't make sense," Secretary Yang Youxing muttered, "It seems being single for too long can cause problems. I need to find an opportunity to talk to Chairman Jian."

After watching the performance of the "Sister Group," Secretary Yang Youxing's once restless heart settled back into his chest—no matter how the women of the Ming people dressed up, they couldn't compare to his own sisters!

In fact, for most of the穿越 group, the female students trained by Luo Lang, Bai Jie, and others had, to some extent, become "one of us." Regardless of their past, after months of closed (brainwashed) training and various subtle influences, they had been branded with the mark of the穿越 group. They were no longer the distressed women of the Ming, but new women with a modern appearance.

Or, from another perspective, these women, radiating maternal warmth, were working hard to cultivate qualified, modern women who met the aesthetic preferences of modern men. They were truly great!

Although the Ming people near Fort Zeelandia had celebrated the New Year with the Dutch for a few winter months, it was essentially just the Dutch being a bit nicer during those days, and occasionally a few drunkards wandering around outside the city. But the people still recognized the lunar New Year as the true New Year. Seeing the people of the Han Tang Group celebrating the New Year with great enthusiasm, the Ming people always felt surprised—were they learning from the Dutch, or were the Dutch learning from the Han Tang Group!?

Time flew by, and it was soon the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the Laba Festival. On this day, every household would cook Laba rice or Laba porridge to celebrate. After Laba, it was truly the beginning of the lunar month, and the atmosphere of the New Year began to fill the air.

In many places on the Ming continent, large families or wealthy households would give porridge or rice to their tenant farmers or workers on Laba, expressing their appreciation for the workers' hard work and hoping for a good harvest in the coming year.

The Park family in Shigang Village was no exception. Moreover, today was the birthday of the clan leader, Park Eighth, so they held a grand banquet, inviting neighbors from all around to drink and eat. They also specially sent a red invitation to Chairman Jian and Secretary Yang Youxing from the Chikan Agricultural Department, hoping they would honor them with their presence. Chairman Jian was as busy as ever, but Secretary Yang Youxing, upon seeing the invitation, decided to clarify things and went with a group of bodyguards.

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