In short, all her troubles came from being "poor." If she had money, everything would fall into place.
Shen Tang couldn't help daydreaming, and started talking in her sleep. "Wangchao, do you think I'd get rich if I used the Word Spirit 'Spend like dirt'? Hehe, Turn stone into gold."
Gu Chi mercilessly doused her hopes.
"Spend like dirt? Perhaps you'd scatter gold until it became dirt?"
Now that would be a truly sinful spendthrift.
Shen Tang: "..."
At last, she couldn't take it anymore. "You must've been reincarnated as an ETC!"
Were all these Literary Scholars skilled at choking her to death? Every one of them had mastered the art without a teacher, and not one of them knew how to "love the young"!
Gu Chi had a hunch that "ETC" wasn't a good thing. He'd heard it in Shen Tang's thoughts more than once, so he put his fine habit of asking whenever he didn't understand something to use and "sincerely" asked, "What is an 'ET...C'?"
Shen Tang: "A barrier arm that automatically raises and lowers."
Could hurting her really make Gu Chi happy?
Gu Chi: "..."
Having a lord like this was actually stressful for him, too.
After their cheerfully vicious back-and-forth, the sorrow brought on by poverty faded a little, and Gu Chi turned his thoughts to more pressing matters. He had to admit that his lord could be very reliable at times. He knew of Yanzi Revitalizes the People, too, but his studies were so wide-ranging that it was hard to recall everything at a moment's notice.
If they had money, it really would be a good solution.
It could improve people's livelihoods and the economy in the shortest possible time.
They'd achieved their goal of building the administrative seat in Fugu. The people had