A Village Chief, while not as prestigious as a County Lord or Commandery Princess, was still a ranked position officially recognized by the court.
From the corner of his eye, Mr. Quan watched the soldiers in silver armor astride their brown horses. Each one was imposing and disciplined, their gazes fixed straight ahead.
Then there were the rewards of gold, silver, and jewels. A single item from the collection was worth a hundred taels.
This only solidified his decision. 'I can't get a refund for Xiangyun Village's sugar!'
For a small-time merchant like him, building a good relationship with a Village Chief was an opportunity he could boast about for years to come. It would be an honor great enough to make his ancestors proud.
'Besides, as long as a Village Chief doesn't do anything wrong, she'll quickly become a County Lord, and then a Commandery Princess…'
As Mr. Quan thought this, he was on the verge of kneeling before Shen Ningning.
