Chapter 8
"Go ahead, everyone else is going, it wouldn't be nice to leave me out."
Xue Shun not only went, but also seemed quite looking forward to it. Although he didn't admit it, he urged Shen Jiao to help him check whether the clothes were ready.
"It was ordered half a year ago. Take the order to Qiluofang tomorrow and ask for it. If it's ready, bring it back. If it's not, ask them to make it quickly. Here's the money."
Xue Shun took a box from the bookshelf, which was full of small ingots of silver and some scattered copper coins.
I estimate it to be around one hundred taels.
It’s a lot. You can buy 17 or 18 pieces in an ordinary shop, but in Qiluofang, this money is not enough.
"The deposit has already been paid, and this is almost enough to cover the remaining balance. If it's not enough, you can find something valuable in the house and sell it. Sell it secretly, and I'll give you 10% of the proceeds."
This is a bit too pitiful. After all, he is the son of Tongcai Villa. It is too shameful for him to end up like this...
But it is understandable. Tongcai Villa is rich, but it may not be related to him. He does not have a mother to support him, so he can only rely on monthly salary to eat.
Shen Jiao agreed softly, and went down the mountain reluctantly the next day. A kind old man in the caravan that was delivering fresh vegetables and fruits to the village gave her a ride, which saved her a lot of effort. He also told her where Qiluofang was. They parted ways when they were near the city gate, and turned the ox cart around to go somewhere else.
Shen Jiao thanked him and gave him the car fare, but he refused to take it. He is really a kind person.
But if he does this, Shen Jiao will feel embarrassed to ask him for a ride next time she goes down the mountain.
Still gotta get to know some people.
Looking at the city gate that was almost blocked by the coming and going of people, Shen Jiao sighed silently and walked over to queue up with a very tired heart.
I tried my best not to look at the people around me, but how could I?
A casual glance would reveal something extremely awkward, such as bumpy acne scars, dry and peeling lips, tired, numb and bloodshot eyes, heels that were bleeding from wearing straw sandals... Almost all the pain that could be seen directly would make her feel awkward, a heart-wrenching awkwardness. Even if many of them had healed and only a few scars were left, it would make her uncomfortable, and she would be eager to cover them up or simply walk away.
The strange thing is that when she sees those diseases that cannot be seen directly, she can turn a blind eye and not care.
She is not suitable to be a drug slave.
She is very suitable to be a drug slave.
The words of the Valley Master and Master are still ringing in my ears...
Shen Jiao couldn't tell which one was right. Anyway, when there were fewer people around, she could usually control herself, but when there were more people around, she couldn't...
The child with a cut on his face was crying loudly in his mother's arms. Suddenly, he felt a coolness at the painful spot. When he touched it, it seemed that there was a layer of something fragrant. He looked forward with confused eyes and saw an older sister holding a finger in front of her mouth.
She knows this!
"Shh!"
The child puffed out his cheeks and raised his finger at Shen Jiao.
The woman holding her was tired of the constant noise, and was also frightened by the sudden stop of crying. She hurriedly asked, "Abao, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom, shh!" The child, who couldn't speak clearly yet, jumped around in his mother's arms disobediently, shaking his head and imitating her.
"Huh?" The woman was puzzled for a moment, then she noticed something on the child's face and asked, "What is this?"
She subconsciously looked around and saw that Shen Jiao, who was holding a can of tissue regeneration and analgesic ointment, had slipped away. He squatted quietly beside a cart, dug out a lump of medicine and applied it on the old man's bleeding leg.
The old man who was cut by the sickle raised his head in a daze, only to see a figure in green clothes. His head was dizzy and he looked around, but there was no girl. Only his eldest son with a sad face came back crying and said:
"I can't squeeze through. The road ahead is blocked."
When the children and grandchildren nearby heard this, they started arguing even louder. One blamed the other for not paying attention, and another complained that the one was walking too slowly.
Old man: "Stop making so much noise! What the hell are you yelling about? I'm not dead yet! If I were to say, this is all your fault! I'm eighty years old and you still want me to work!"
"Dad, we didn't let you go, so you insisted on going, didn't you?"
"How dare you talk back!"
The old man roared and jumped up. His legs didn't hurt anymore, but he still felt a little dizzy...
An old man fell down from behind, and there was a loud scream. Many people turned around to look.
Shen Jiao took advantage of the chaos to grab a young woman with a bruised face and nose, and smeared her face with his hands.
When the cry of "Help!" came out, Shen Jiao had already grabbed the other person's heel and complained, "Can you wash the mud off your feet?"
"No? Who are you?"
"Uh...someone cleaner than you."
The half-grown boy nodded and shouted, "Help! There's a beggar!"
Shen Jiao picked him up and threw him into the crowd, whooshing a few people away and running away. He also helped a man with a cracked mouth to apply makeup on the pimples on his face.
The ointment was exhausted, and the man who was full of life just now became like a frost-bitten eggplant again, standing in the crowd with a sad face.
So! So! Hard! Ah!
They don't even hide their awkward spots when they go out, how ugly!
Shen Jiao sat outside the gate uncomfortably for about half an hour before entering the city gate.
I heard from those people that it seemed like some people had an argument, and they were driving their cars too fast, trying to get in first. As a result, the car overturned and hit someone. The two people started fighting, and the fight lasted for a long time before the road was blocked.
When she passed through the city gate, she saw a gorgeous and spacious carriage lying on the ground with several pools of blood on the ground.
Even the people guarding the city gate were injured and looked very unlucky. They shouted at the people in a particularly fierce manner and were particularly rude when checking luggage.
You can tell at a glance that he is angry.
Those who dare to cause trouble at the city gate for such a long time are probably people who are not easy to deal with. They should probably consider themselves unlucky.
Shen Jiao felt uncomfortable seeing their blood-stained appearance, and quickly walked over with the token of Tongcai Villa.
I didn't stroll around the busy streets, but went straight to Qiluofang. I asked people several times because I was not familiar with the way.
She took the clothes and walked back. Unexpectedly, she met Qiongzhi again. She was carrying a basket of flowers and waved at her with great surprise: "Sister!"
Shen Jiao was still hesitating whether to pretend not to hear when she came running over, her sun-flushed face full of joy: "Sister is out to play too? If I had known this, I should have waited a little longer so I could come out with her."
Shen Jiao shook her head and said, "I came out to get something, and I have to go back."
"Is that so..." Qiongzhi couldn't hide her disappointment.
Shen Jiao looked around and asked, "Where are Sisters Jinyu and Yinhua? Why aren't they with you?"
"...My sisters went home busy with their work, and I had nothing to do, so I picked some flowers to sell. Business is pretty good, and even staying in the dormitory at the foot shop doesn't cost much a day..."
She said she was happy, but her eyes were a little evasive.
Shen Jiao didn't want to ask any more questions and agreed, "It does sound like a good deal."
When her eyes fell on the basket, Shen Jiao discovered that she had woven several exquisite purses, grass cages, butterflies, grasshoppers and other items with flowers, branches and leaves. They were decorated beautifully. Although they could not be kept, they were really interesting to look at. While she was talking, two children came to buy them with money, one, three and five cents each, which was quite cheap.
Shen Jiao took out an expensive little flower basket. I offered her money but she refused, waving her hands and saying, "It's not worth anything. If you like it, just take it and play with it."
"When doing business, you always have to settle accounts clearly..."
Before Shen Jiao finished speaking, she ran forward, and soon ran back and stuffed something into her hand: "This is for you too, sister."
Shen Jiao opened her hands and saw a pair of pearl earrings. The quality was average, but the chain was made of silver.
At least there are dozens of coins.
She hasn't received her monthly salary yet, right?
Shen Jiao didn't really want to take it, but when he looked up, Qiongzhi had already disappeared.
People outside are really weird. They don't even want money, but instead give gifts.
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