Chapter 7
What's there to see outside? They're in a villa! A villa! A manor on the mountain!
Looking down from here, you can't even see the people clearly. You can only see the densely packed houses in Qishui County, which are just outlines.
"I can build a higher stand for you here, but it will take some time and money."
"Or you can go get me another chair."
And then? Hit you on the head?
Shen Jiao: "It's my fault for not thinking carefully. I'll go now."
"Forget it, maybe next time, umbrella."
Shen Jiao numbly held up the umbrella. When she returned home that day, she rummaged around and added a base to the umbrella that could stand on the ground, just like the big umbrellas that some tea stalls had.
There was a clanging sound. Xue Shun took a look through the window but didn't say anything.
Shen Jiao waited the whole day for the next day, but in the end... he didn't go. Yesterday he said he would go next time, but today he didn't even leave the house.
Then why am I doing this?
Shen Jiao raised his knees, bent the pole with a click, and stuffed it into the stove hole in the small kitchen.
I was so angry, but I still had a pleasing smile on my face.
Xue Shun: Boring.
"You can go and have fun too. You can come back after the event is over."
"This servant doesn't like to go out and have fun."
"Is this true?"
Xue Shun nibbled on a thin slice of melon, feeling the slightly cool taste, and asked in a good mood.
Shen Jiao: "Really."
"Freak."
How dare you, a snoop like you, say such things about me?
Shen Jiao wanted to throw the whole plate of melon in his face, but she didn't. She ate it herself: "It's my nature."
Shen Jiao laughed.
Xue Shun: "A freak of nature."
Shen Jiao: Got it, little mouse, go play.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, there are two young boys and girls.
One of them sat on the porch, leaning on the railing and eating, while the other sat on the steps, holding a plate and eating. They seemed harmonious, but in fact they disliked each other.
Shen Jiao moved her knees and buttocks imperceptibly.
Stay away from him!
If you can't afford to offend her, you can always avoid her. But Xue Shun still refused to let her go. Perhaps because he was too idle, he even inquired about it: "Are all the medicine slaves in Huisheng Valley like you? You are just pretending."
Shen Jiao: ...
"It depends on what the buyer wants. The most popular ones are usually as obedient and docile as servants, and are also smart and clever."
Xue Shun felt a stomachache just hearing this: "You're going to stay here for three years, are you going to keep pretending like this? I'm telling you the truth, I don't like this. I've seen a lot of people like you. The more genuine you pretend, the more cruel you are inside. What's the point?"
"Two thousand seven hundred and eighty-two taels, three qian, and six wen."
"What?"
"This is the reward money I earned from this appearance."
Xue Shun: ...
"Oh, that's quite interesting."
Xue Shun, who didn't even have a penny in his pocket, said this.
"Which sucker gave it to you? Is it possible for me to pretend to be a good slave?" Xue Shun said with some anticipation.
"Given by the Valley Master, half of the medicine slaves are men. Outsiders... are not very suitable."
Shen Jiao answered carefully.
"Oh, your Valley Master is quite generous." Xue Shun pretended not to care.
Shen Jiao changed the subject without commenting, "What kind of servant do you like, sir?"
Xue Shun came back to his senses from his loss and glanced at her: "I like people who act like human beings."
?
Who are you calling a non-human, little mouse? Will you behave yourself if I feed you some rat poison later?
"This servant is stupid, so please explain clearly, sir."
Xue Shun: "Forget it, just be stupid."
Why should I change myself for a person who has 2,700 balabala pieces of silver in his pocket, which is worth a hundred gold coins in three years?
He had no money to reward her, so he could just make do with the day.
Xue Shun thought rather sadly.
Shen Jiao: Why am I so depressed? No matter how rich I am, I am still a slave.
Maybe everyone has their own suffering in this life. If you don't suffer this kind of suffering, you will have to suffer that kind of suffering.
Well, just muddle along and be happy while you can. At least she can eat the melon that has been rinsed with cold water as much as she wants.
Sweet, cool, and crunchy, it is a delicacy that some people want to eat but cannot enjoy to their heart's content.
Shen Jiao enjoyed the meal very much, but Xue Shun just stared at it and felt annoyed, so he simply went back to the house.
Practice calligraphy!
Shen Jiao, who had finished eating the melon, entered the house in a good mood. While picking up the scattered papers, he praised, "Young Master's handwriting is so childish and cute."
Xue Shun: ...
"Get out."
Shen Jiao: ...
I am sincere. These characters are so carefully written, so distinct and so full. They are really cute. I don’t like to hear them.
If you don’t want to hear it, forget it.
"I'll take my leave."
"Put the words down!"
Xue Shun said angrily that he would never give this damn liar any chance to make fun of him.
It’s not enough to laugh here, are you planning to bring the laughter back with you?
I swear to God, Shen Jiao is not that bad. She was planning to use it to start a fire in the kitchen.
The weather is hot and humid, and firewood is difficult to light.
This won't do either, it's such a stingy dog temper.
Shen Jiao cooked a pot of mung bean soup to comfort herself. When she brought him a bowl, she saw Xue Shun still trying hard to stretch the characters into long and thin lines, as if... he was trying to learn the calligraphy style of silver hook and iron painting, but he couldn't find the right method.
Seriously speaking, the chickens in Huisheng Valley scratch with their feet better than this.
Why make it hard on yourself? Being able to read the words clearly is enough.
But his hard work was truly admirable. If she had been so motivated back then, she wouldn't have been beaten by her master and run all over the mountains and fields, howling. Even now, people still call her...
The past is like smoke, just let it go with the wind and don’t mention it.
"Sir, take a break and have some soup."
Xue Shun put down his pen, shook his wrist, sat down on a chair, and as soon as he reached out to take it, he began to say sarcastically, "It's not hot. How rare! Don't you want to burn me to death?"
Warm, usually warm.
Shen Jiao had only served him something hot once or twice, and this petty person wasn't done yet.
"I think you will like it better this way."
"I don't like it."
Then I'll scald you to death next time.
Shen Jiao cursed inwardly and began to play deaf and dumb.
Xue Shun said that those who didn't like to drink were clean. Shen Jiao had just finished cleaning up and came out of the kitchen when someone came in.
It was a girl I didn't recognize. She was wearing silver-white clothes. The ornaments on her head and body were also shiny white, very dazzling. She had dark skin, dark eyes, and a kind of vigorous vitality. Perhaps she was a member of the Moon Clan from Jiao Country.
"Excuse me, is the Seventeenth Young Master here? I'm here on my master's orders to invite him to the Tongsheng Pavilion for a banquet."
"Inside the house, please wait for me, sister. I'll pass it on. May I ask who your young master is..."
"Sixth Young Master, thank you for your help, sister."
"You're welcome."
Shen Jiao entered the room, and before she could speak, Xue Shun held up a piece of paper with the words written on it:
He said I was not feeling well and couldn't go.
Looking at that face again, it was as cold and hard as a coffin lid.
Shen Jiao understood immediately.
He doesn't want to go.
So he put on an embarrassed and regretful look and went out to explain.
The girl tucked her hair behind her ears, the silver jewelry on her body jingling against each other pleasantly. "That's really unfortunate. Please take good care of yourself, Mr. Seventeen. It's just a family dinner with the brothers, so it's okay if you don't go. But in a few days there will be a grand financial gathering, and all the heroes will be there. It's not a good idea to miss it. If the doctor is not available, my young master has some good doctors. He said he would recommend them to take good care of Mr. Seventeen."
Then why didn’t I see you?
"Doctor Sun is quite good. If not, please trouble your young master again."
"Alright, I'll be leaving first."
"Take care."
"Stay."
Shen Jiao was fed up with hypocritical courtesy.
Xue Shun was quite satisfied and said, "If anyone from the young master comes to invite me again, always say the same thing."
"Sir, are you going to the Tongcai Grand Meeting?"
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