This person... really knows a lot.

The sunset glow in the distance was like fire, casting a layer of warm light on Qin Zhao's profile.

Those hands were very beautiful, with long fingers and distinct knuckles. They were obviously not the hands of labor, but they were not as weak as those of ordinary scholars.

Unfortunately, it has lost its color and looks pale and almost transparent.

The small wooden barrel was placed at his feet. Jing Li looked up at him quietly in the water, feeling a little worried.

This person hasn't had a good rest for several days. Can his body take it?

Qin Zhao bundled the last herb and put it in the backpack, then picked up Jing Li and returned to the house. "I'm going to the neighboring village to deliver medicine. I'll feed you when I come back. Be good and wait for me at home."

The little koi fish gently wagged its tail.

The rural doctor from the neighboring village sends his apprentices to collect medicine every two weeks. Now that the time has not come, if he wants to sell the medicine he has to go there in person.

Qin Zhao placed the small wooden barrel on the table beside the windowsill, picked up the backpack and went out.

No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he walked with his back straight. The breeze rustled the hem of his pale blue shirt, making him look even thinner.

Jing Li watched his back disappear from his sight before he looked away.

Jing Li has been in a complicated mood these days.

In Qin Zhao's opinion, even if the Chen family hadn't recently split up, he would have found an opportunity to return these items to their original owners. But if this hadn't happened, Qin Zhao could have first recovered his health, saved up enough money, and then come to thank them and clear up the misunderstanding.

Instead of what I am doing now, looking for ways to make money everywhere and almost exhausting myself.

These...are all his fault.

Qin Zhao treated him too well these days, making him forget that he was born with bad luck and only brought bad luck to those around him.

Otherwise, why did Qin Zhao live well in Linxi Village for three years, but after coming here, he had to face the situation of being driven out?

He didn't believe it was a coincidence.

Jing Li shook his head to stop himself from thinking too much.

Now is not the time to think about these things. What he should do now is to find a way to help Qin Zhao make money.

And he already has an idea.

Qin Zhao knew that he would be bored if he stayed alone, so whenever he wanted to go out, he would put Jing Li next to the window with the widest view so that he could see outside.

This makes it convenient for him to go out.

Jing Li took a deep breath in the water, jumped out of the water and jumped off the windowsill.

There are drainage ditches next to every household in Linxi Village. Jing Li jumped on the ground a few times, jumped into the ditch with ease, and floated downstream.

This ditch leads all the way to the stream, and Jing Li has walked through it several times in the past few days.

He knew that at the bottom of many streams, lakes, and rivers, treasures were hidden. The constant flow of water would wash away the valuables dropped by passers-by to the riverbed. The more villages gathered, the more valuable things there were.

Jing Li has been trying his luck in the stream these days.

If he could find something valuable, Qin Zhao wouldn't have to work so hard anymore.

Although... I have been out for several days and haven't found even a single copper coin.

The unlucky guy is still the unlucky guy.

Fortunately, the little koi knows its luck well. If it can't find it, it will go look somewhere farther away. If it looks more, it will eventually find something good.

He couldn't let Qin Zhao work hard alone.

The little koi fish swam quickly in the ditch and was about to cross the ditch and enter the stream.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed before his eyes.

Before Jing Li could see clearly what it was, he instinctively jumped up and avoided it narrowly.

The little koi fell back into the ditch and looked up.

A chubby, round orange cat lay by the ditch, licking its wet front paws, its eyes fixed on Jing Li.