Chapter 92: Like a peacock spreading its tail, or like a butterfly

"Big sister, do you want to get some?"

Madam Chen was somewhat tempted, as her self-esteem had been shattered by life in exile.

Mrs. Chen naturally didn't want to miss out on someone being so kind, after all, her children needed nutrition.

Hearing this, Jiang Wan shook her head and said, "You go ahead. We still have some food at home, which will last for a while."

She didn't want to have anything to do with Wen Ruyu at all, and would rather quietly transfer some things out of the space.

"Well, Wenhao, you wait here with dad obediently, and mom will go out and take a look."

Mrs. Chen was afraid that Chen Ce would want to save face, so she chose to go and get the things herself, and she came back very quickly.

She was holding a few white flour buns in her hand, which were still steaming. Perhaps Wen Ruyu had someone steam them for her.

"Madam Song, Master Wen is quite generous. He gave us white flour buns."

Madam Chen smiled at Madam Song, and when she sat down, she thought about how she almost never ate white flour buns in the past, and suddenly a bitter smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Today is different from the past.

"Thank you, we won't be using it for now."

Madam Song's only advantage is that she is obedient. She will do whatever Jiang Wan says.

Jiang Wan said that she didn't need Wen Ruyu's food, and not only would she not go herself, she would not let Song Jiuchi and Song Jiuli go either.

The whole room was filled with the smell of white flour buns. Jiang Wan picked up the water bag and left.

"Mom, I'll get some hot water."

To get to the inn's kitchen, one had to pass through the lobby. Jiang Wan saw many people queuing up to get steamed buns, while Wen Ruyu was standing on the side, accepting everyone's thanks.

In fact, Wen Ruyu had been waiting for her. Although she politely responded to everyone who came to thank her, she was always absent-minded.

It was not until Jiang Wan appeared in the lobby that his eyes lit up slightly. He straightened his clothes involuntarily, straightened his back and waited for Jiang Wan to come over.

It looked like a peacock spreading its feathers, or a butterfly.

As a result, Jiang Wan just glanced at them lightly, walked across the lobby and headed towards the kitchen.

Wen Ruyu: ...

Seeing that Jiang Wan was about to disappear in front of him, he let go of his reserve and hurriedly jogged a few steps.

"Madam Song."

"What's up?"

Jiang Wan turned her head indifferently with an indifferent look on her face, which made Wen Ruyu feel depressed.

"I asked someone to prepare some steamed buns. Madam Song can go get some to fill your stomach."

He showed a harmless smile. If it weren't for Jiang Wan's sharp eyes, she would not have been able to associate him with the murderous boss.

"No."

Jiang Wan's refusal was so quick that Wen Ruyu was stunned for a moment. She had already walked into the kitchen.

I thought she was going to the kitchen to get some food, but unexpectedly Jiang Wan just spent a few copper coins to buy some hot water.

When he came back, he ran into Wen Ruyu who was waiting at the door again. "Madam Song, did I do anything that you didn't like?"

He looked distressed, and his jade-like face was filled with helplessness. Jiang Wan was speechless and said lightly:

"Isn't Master Wen doing good things? It's not good to leave for too long."

She didn't answer the question, but Wen Ruyu understood that Jiang Wan was not interested in his appearance at all.

Listening to the crackling sound of the wind and the rustling sound of the rain outside, Wen Ruyu changed the subject.

"It's very windy and rainy outside, and I don't know when it will stop, Madam Song..."

"Master Wen, I have something else to do!"

Jiang Wan interrupted Wen Ruyu's chatter and walked through the lobby carrying a water bag.

When she filled the water bag with hot water just now, she quietly mixed it in some space water. After returning to the house, Jiang Wan handed the water bag to Song Jiuyuan and the others.

"The weather has gotten quite a bit colder. Drink some hot water."

As she spoke, she took out a few oil-paper bags from the space under the cover of the backpack and said, "I asked someone to change them."

She couldn't remember where she got the chicken leg from. It was cooked food and more suitable for eating now.

Of course Jiang Wan was very careful when handing it to Madam Song, but even so, the fragrance still filled the room.

This is a large dormitory with about twenty people accommodating it. As soon as the fragrance came out, it attracted everyone's attention.

However, due to Jiang Wan's power, no one dared to say anything, but they couldn't help but swallow their saliva quietly.

"Eat it."

Jiang Wan ate the chicken legs and dry food with great relish. Her water bag contained not water but fruit juice that she had replaced from the space.

The fruit trees in the space are already bearing fruit. When Jiang Wan has time, she will squeeze some juice manually, which is very refreshing to take a sip.

Unfortunately, this comfort may not last long, as the temperature will drop as the heavy rain comes.

The beddings that everyone slept on in the large bunk bed were very thin, after all, all the money they had was confiscated when they were exiled.

Those who received aid could only make do with the bedding they bought, but Jiang Wan and the others were different. She specially took out thick bedding that she had purchased from the space.

Everyone put on thick cotton clothes. If it weren't for the unpleasant smell on the big bunk bed, they would have lived a pretty good life.

Mrs. Song was mending things with needle and thread, while Jiang Wan was instructing Song Jiuchi and Song Jiuli to help process the herbs.

She took the herbs and ground them bit by bit. It would be a good thing to make the heart-protecting pills as soon as possible.

As for Song Jiuyuan, he lay there with a look of despair, giving people the illusion of decadence.

In fact, Jiang Wan knew that he was slowly recovering his internal strength, and there were occasional fluctuations of internal strength around him.

There were strong winds and heavy rain outside for the whole day, and Jiang Wan also got something from the space at noon.

Everyone had some dry food to eat, and although they were jealous at the moment, at least they didn't do anything excessive.

Ginseng was a bit eye-catching, so while going to the toilet, Jiang Wan secretly went to the space, dealt with the ginseng, and then returned to the big bunk bed.

Around dusk, Jiang Wan took the prepared heart-protecting pills and went up to the second floor of the inn.

Pan Hongyan was particularly happy when he saw Jiang Wan, "Madam Song."

"The heart-protecting pills you requested have been prepared. Take one pill a day after meals."

Jiang Wan handed the small bamboo tube to Pan Hongyan, and Pan Hongyan's face was full of excitement.

"Thank you, Madam Song!"

He took the heart pill and took out a purse from his pocket, "My Lord said this is your reward."

Although Jiang Wan never mentioned it, Mr. Chu was not the kind of person who liked to take advantage of others, so he had already prepared the reward.

"Thank you very much."

Jiang Wan weighed the light purse, probably containing banknotes, and threw it directly into the space using her sleeve as a cover.

"I haven't seen the master for a long time. Is he feeling unwell?"

Jiang Wan just asked in a friendly manner, and Pan Hongyan's eyes lit up slightly.

"Indeed, if it is convenient for Madam Song, you can take a look for my master."

"OK."

Jiang Wan did not miss any opportunity to get closer to her. Pan Hongyan first went in to ask for instructions, and soon brought Jiang Wan into the room with a smile.

In the room, Old Chu was lying beside the couch with sadness in his eyes. When he saw Jiang Wan, he smiled.

"Madam Song, thank you for your help."

"It's not a problem to take money from others to help them get rid of their misfortunes."

Jiang Wan smiled slightly, her fingertips touched Mr. Chu's pulse, and then a look of understanding flashed in her eyes.