Chapter 1

Wang Xinghua gets along very well with everyone in the store.

Although Wang Xinghua does not have Wang Erya's innate ability to discover the shining points in people and the beauty of things, she has received a good elite education, has been a ghost long enough, and has also seen modern people (the crew).

As long as she wants, she can quickly become friends with everyone.

In fact, Wang Xinghua's cultural level far exceeded Jiang Qi's imagination.

First of all, her English is very good, so good that she can watch foreign films without subtitles, and her spoken English is also quite good. This is actually understandable, after all, she is studying in a Western girls' school, and English courses should be the top priority.

Secondly, she has a good command of Chinese.

The era in which Wang Xinghua lived was a parallel Republic of China. From the time she was born to her death, the entire country was in an extremely distorted state of decadence and dissipation.

The society has both the old landlord class and the new capitalists, as well as the feudal aristocracy who are unwilling to die, and even slave owners. In addition, there are a series of complex existences such as warlords, bureaucrats, and evil cultivators. All imaginable exploiting classes are gathered together, like mountains that squeeze the marrow out of the people at the bottom of the society.

In that era, human life was worthless, which was not much different from the darkest feudal dynasty where Wang Erya lived. The only difference was that Wang Xinghua lived in an era where there were really evil spirits coming to claim lives. If Wang Erya had been beaten to death in the same era as her, she probably wouldn't have been thrown out with a straw curtain. It was likely that the person in charge would have had someone dig a pit to bury her, put up a wooden sign, and burn some paper in the first few years to prevent Wang Erya from becoming an evil spirit and coming back to claim lives.

Logically speaking, since Wang Xinghua attended a Western girls' school, she should have learned Chinese casually, but in fact, her Chinese enlightenment was not much different from the traditional imperial examination.

"Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Names", "The Analects of Confucius" and other books unique to Wang Xinghua's era that Jiang Qi had never heard of were her Chinese textbooks.

The numerology she mentioned was not simple arithmetic. Jiang Qi was not sure how deeply she had learned it, but Wang Xinghua could understand part of the advanced mathematics book.

As for natural sciences, they are actually physics and chemistry. Because the era in which Wang Xinghua lived was very strong in metaphysics, natural sciences were relatively declining, but that is only relative.

Wang Xinghua received an absolutely elite education. In a country where the literacy rate was less than 1%, she was sent to the top girls' school by her classmate Wang, where she studied with the daughters of the rich and powerful and the daughters of capitalists at the time. Such conditions for receiving education are definitely sufficient even for the relatively declining natural sciences today.

In addition, Wang Xinghua had been a ghost for nearly a hundred years, and her daily life was actually very boring when she was trapped in the theater. There was no leisure and entertainment. Coincidentally, most of her textbooks were in a broken wooden box in the corner of the room. During the decades between the abandoned theater and the theater, she spent most of her time flipping through textbooks and the few scripts. The knowledge she learned back then can be said to have been consolidated quite solidly.

Put her in a repeat class for senior high school students, let her study hard for a year or two, and start learning biology from scratch. It will not be a problem for her to get into university as a science student.

The only problem now is probably that she can only write traditional Chinese characters.

"Sister Xinghua, your father is so rich! He can even afford to send you to such an expensive Western girls' school." Wang Erya exclaimed after learning how high-end the girls' school that Wang Xinghua attended was.

"This is actually all thanks to the mental problems of those masters and young masters." Wang Xinghua was floating in the air comfortably playing with her mobile phone, while operating the weaving of two Qiqiao Festival ribbons.

"My father said that when he was young, singing opera was not as profitable as it is now. At that time, the imperial court had not yet fallen, and the nobles in the palace were all mentally ill. I heard that if a troupe of folk opera became famous, they would be brought to the palace to sing. If they sang well, they would stay, and they would have too much money to spend. If they sang badly, they would be dragged out and chopped, and their money would be confiscated, so they would have sung for nothing for so many years."

"In my father's words, the nobles in the palace knew they were going to die, and they were all psychopaths who only knew how to take out their anger on the lowly opera troupe."

"What happened next?" Jiang Qi asked curiously.

"Later, the rich and powerful masters became less smart." Wang Xinghua said. As she was speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up. She didn't know what good thing she saw, but she raised her hand to add it to the shopping cart.

"The shopping cart is full?! How can the shopping cart be full? Boss, what should I do if the shopping cart is full? I want to buy this thing too!"

"If your shopping cart is full, add it to your collection."

Wang Xinghua happily added it to her collection.

"You haven't told me why those old masters and young masters are not very smart." Old John, who had been sitting in the corner and silently editing a book, suddenly spoke up.

"Oh, they are the ones who are causing trouble because they have too much money." Wang Xinghua changed her posture in the air. "They like to grab everything. They like to grab antiques, jewelry, and even actors and actresses."

"In fact, according to the normal income level of theatrical troupes, unless my father's Wang Family Troupe is one of the best troupes in Beijing, they can't afford to send me to school. It's good enough to pay for my medicine. The girls' school I attended cost two dollars a year just to buy school uniforms. Two dollars is enough for an average family to live on for half a year."

"But that doesn't stop those young masters from spending money recklessly to support actors. When they get excited, they throw dozens of dollars in reward money on the stage and spend five, six or even ten times the price to book the theater. My tuition was all paid for by them."

"After my father discovered this business opportunity, he often teamed up with several other famous opera troupes in the city to cheat the young masters out of their money. But setting up a scam is risky. The head of the Chen family troupe was discovered because his opera was so bad. The young masters whose money he cheated burned down the Chen family troupe, and the body of the head of the Chen family troupe was cut into pieces and thrown into the mountains to feed the wolves."

"So my father often told me——"

Wang Xinghua floated down from the sky and imitated her father's tone and voice, saying: "Xinghua, Dad will count on you in the future! Look at Boss Chen, Boss Liu and the others, they all died because of their poor acting skills, and Dad doesn't know how long they can deceive people. You must study hard and go to college. There are many rich and innocent young men in college. If you can deceive any one with a good temper and rely on him, Dad and you won't have to worry about the rest of your life."

Jiang Qi: ...

He suddenly felt a little regretful. Why didn't he draw Mr. Wang when he drew the card?

What a profiteer he is, he might end up in jail for a few years.

As he was speaking, a doll in a pure white wedding dress on the shelf suddenly moved. Lili came back after dressing up as Ghost Cut's skin.

"Banban, keep the account, 20 yuan!" Lili jumped down from a high place happily and threw herself into Jiang Qi's arms.

"Keep the accounts." Jiang Qi opened his mobile phone to keep accounts for Lili.

Just as I was writing it down, the alarm clock suddenly rang.

When Jiang Qi first heard the alarm go off, he was a little confused. Why did the alarm suddenly go off in the afternoon? He didn't even set an alarm.

The alarm clock's reminder is: toys.

Jiang Qi suddenly reacted:!!!

The ten-day period has expired!!!

It's time to draw a new toy.

Jiang Qi rushed into the prop room.

These days, [Kaka's Toy Recycling Bag] has been hung on the wall of the prop room. Generally, no one touches the things in the prop room. If the store wants to throw away something, everyone will inform Jiang Qi first.

Jiang Qi returned to the doll house with [Kaka's toy recycling bag].

Under everyone's gaze, Jiang Qi reached into the bag.

Now is the time to witness a miracle.

Jiang Qi touched something soft.

Take out.

Everyone:?

A rabbit?

Jiang Qi: ???

How did you find a real rabbit in a toy recycling bag?

What Jiang Qi touched out was a white rabbit, the size of a normal rabbit, and the feel and appearance of a normal rabbit. Its little tail was moving, and its big red eyes were open, staring at everyone curiously.

The rabbit also smells faintly of lavender.

"Hello, new wizard. I'm the Aromatherapy Rabbit." The Aromatherapy Rabbit whispered. Its fur was very long, and its mouth was almost invisible when it spoke.

"Just call me boss."

"Okay, sir, boss." said the Aromatherapy Rabbit. It was obviously much quieter than the Cavalry. It had not moved since Jiang Qi took it out and had been lying on the shelf.

"Mr. Boss, have you found a new owner for me?" the Aromatherapy Rabbit asked. It looked at the people in the room and finally locked onto Wang Xinghua standing on the ground. "Hello, new owner. I am the Aromatherapy Rabbit. I can switch between lavender, jasmine, carnation, rose, mint, osmanthus and iris scents. There is a pull ring behind my tail that can be hung on a bag as a decoration. There is a pocket on my belly to put keys and lipstick. It can also be used as a rabbit toy."

Wang Xinghua's face was full of surprise: "Am I your master? No need to spend money? I have to save all the money I earned these two days to buy foundation and lipstick, and I may not be able to buy you."

The aromatherapy rabbit moved for the first time. It moved its short legs with difficulty and faced Jiang Qi: "Mr. Boss, isn't this lady my new owner?"

The Aromatherapy Rabbit said with some disappointment: "Didn't you specially find a new owner like this for me who can communicate with me?"

Jiang Qi:?

After Jiang Qi's further questioning, he realized that the aromatherapy rabbit was a stubborn person in the recycling bag.

The cavalry had been recycled several times, but the aromatherapy rabbit had never found a new owner after the first time it was recycled, simply because its requirements were very special.

It doesn't want a small master, it wants a big master, preferably one who can communicate with it.

The spirit of the toy cannot be discovered to be abnormal by humans, and the wizard is simply unable to meet the aromatherapy rabbit's strange demands, so it has become a famous stubborn person in the recycling bag.

Jiang Qi's taking it out today was a stroke of luck, as there was no one else in the room except Jiang Qi.

"Do you really want her to be your new master?"

"Of course, I think she and I are a good match." said Aromatherapy Rabbit.

"Okay then." Jiang Qi didn't expect that the second toy spirit would find its owner as soon as it was pulled out, and it was still digested internally. He could only announce, "Xinghua, from today on, the aromatherapy rabbit is your new toy. You must treat it well."

“Of course.” Wang Xinghua stared at the scented rabbit without blinking. She didn’t regard the scented rabbit as a toy at all. In her opinion, the scented rabbit was a very beautiful decoration, on the same level as jewelry.

"Hello, my name is Wang Xinghua, you can call me Xinghua." Wang Xinghua floated in front of the aromatherapy rabbit and reached out to touch it carefully.

"Hello, Master Xinghua, I am the Aromatherapy Rabbit, you can give me a new name."

Wang Xinghua thought for a moment and said, "How about calling her Bunny?"

The Aromatherapy Bunny accepted the name well: "Okay, Master Apricot Blossom. Please tell me what scent you like. I can switch and control the scent concentration for you at any time."

"Iris scent, right? I've never smelled this scent before."

"Okay." Tutu switched to the iris scent, "It's a lighter scent now. If you want it stronger, you can always tell me."

Wang Xinghua couldn't let go of the rabbit and showed it all the bags she liked in the shopping cart on her mobile phone: "Rabbit, which bag do you like? I will save money to buy it for you first."

Tutu looked at them and picked the most expensive one.

Wang Xinghua was even happier: "I like this the most too. Tutu, you really have good taste."

Jiang Qi: ...

It really matches well with Wang Xinghua.

Wang Xinghua was still chatting with Tutu: "Tutu, your workmanship is so good, it must not be an ordinary toy, right?"

"Yes, Master Xinghua, I am a scented bunny limited to 100 pieces worldwide, launched by a luxury brand I don't remember. Unfortunately, I am the only one among the 100 scented bunnies to have a toy spirit."

"By the way." Bunny turned around and looked at Jiang Qi, "Mr. Boss, thank you for helping me find a new owner. The previous wizard could never understand my request and said I was wishful thinking."

"Although I don't remember my previous master, I vaguely remember that I should have two masters, one big and one small. I am a toy spirit born because of the big master, so it is understandable that I want to find a big master."

"And I'm not as useful as other toy spirits. I can only switch the scent and concentration. If I don't communicate with the owner, how can I know what scent the owner likes?" It can be seen that Tutu is an aromatherapy rabbit with thoughts.

I can only say that the spirits of these toys are really strange.

"You're welcome." That was all Jiang Qi could say.

Then he found that Wang Erya and Lili were looking at him with expectant eyes.

"Boss." Wang Erya rarely showed such expectation and desire in her eyes. It can be seen that she really wants a toy spirit. "Next time, can you also draw me a toy spirit that wants me to be its master?"

"Banban, Lili is next!" Lili said she could line up behind sister Erya.

Old John cleared his throat twice and said calmly, "I don't mind either."

Jiang Qi: ...

Do you think I don't want to?

Do you know how much I like Cavalry and how much I want to be his master?

But the cavalry is not interested and just wants to find a kid!

Oh, it would be nice if there were more toys like the aromatherapy bunny in the toy recycling bag that are looking for a big owner.

Don’t be too rigid about age, toy spirits!