“Didn’t I tell you, Jiang Hua?” Jiang Hua replied.
"So, you're a monster?" Jiang Xingzhou's tone was startling.
Jiang Xingzhou stared at her, his mind racing, trying to figure out when she had started possessing Xu Erya's body. It seemed to have started from that farce that day, when her personality changed drastically.
“No, I am a celestial being from heaven, here to avenge Xu Erya,” Jiang Hua replied casually.
"What about Xu Erya? Is she dead?" Jiang Xingzhou pressed on.
"Yes." Jiang Hua did not hide anything from Jiang Xingzhou.
Just when she thought Jiang Xingzhou was going to continue asking questions, he ended the conversation.
"Thank you for arriving just in time today," Jiang Xingzhou suddenly said.
"It's nothing. Ayi is still young. He can't lose his father."
"There's still hot water in the pot, take a shower first. Tomorrow I'll have someone build a bathhouse in the yard," Jiang Xingzhou said, then walked out of the kitchen.
Will she be the one to experience this change?
As Jiang Xingzhou walked into the courtyard, he turned back to look at the kitchen, where candles were still lit, and Jiang Hua's agile figure flashed through his mind again...
When Jiang Hua came out of the kitchen, it was already more than an hour later. When she returned to the inner room, she found Jiang Xingzhou still reading by candlelight.
"Go to sleep, it's late," Jiang Xingzhou said, putting away the book in his hand.
When Jiang Hua woke up again, he was no longer in bed; only Jiang Jingyi was fast asleep.
After quickly washing up, Jiang Hua picked up a bamboo stick from the courtyard gate.
“There’s no need to hold back your strength, come on.” Jiang Xingzhou stopped what he was doing and said.
"good."
This fight between the two can only be described as exhilarating, and Jiang Xingzhou couldn't help but admire Jiang Hua's skills.
"Let's call it a day, it's almost dawn," Jiang Hua said, dropping the branch she was holding.
Jiang Xingzhou nodded and went back into the inner room.
"You vicious female supporting character, hurry up and save the male lead! He's about to die!" Just as Jiang Hua stepped into the kitchen, the system, which had disappeared for a day, reappeared.
She started by arrogantly telling her to go and save Zhou Yingxuan.
"If he's about to die, go find a doctor. I'm neither the King of Hell nor a doctor. Can I pull him back from the brink of death?" Jiang Hua replied casually.
"You were able to heal Jiang Xingzhou, so why didn't you go and save the male lead! And if you hadn't shown up yesterday, how could my male lead have gotten injured?" the system said again.
"So if I don't show up, who should get hurt?"
"Jiang Xingzhou?" Jiang Hua asked in return.
"Otherwise what? That's how it's written in the plot. Otherwise, how would the female lead and Jiang Xingzhou, the male supporting character, get together?" the system said matter-of-factly.
"You said he's the male lead, so how could the male lead die so easily? Don't you think so?"
"Don't you like him? He's so badly injured, don't you feel sorry for him?" the system immediately retorted.
"Why should I feel sorry for him? His injury wasn't to protect me."
"You really are a vicious female supporting character, you have no sympathy at all," the system said indignantly.
Jiang Hua chuckled softly, ignoring the system and focusing her attention on breakfast.
I didn't make it complicated. I chopped up the pork cracklings left over from rendering lard, added some chopped scallions, salt, and soy sauce, and mixed them together.
Then, he scooped out two bowls of flour, kneaded them into dough, rolled them out into wrappers, spread the marinated pork cracklings evenly on the wrappers, and then rolled them up.
After rolling it into a strip, divide it into two sections, then roll it out again, and finally heat the pan and put it in to bake.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" Jiang Xingzhou asked as he walked in.
"One more pancake to go, almost done. Is Ayi up yet?" Jiang Hua asked as she put the last pancake into the pan.
"woke up."
"After breakfast, shall we go to town to sell braised pork offal?" Jiang Xingzhou asked again.
"Oh, by the way, are your injuries still painful?" Jiang Hua asked.
"I'm much better now. Did you use magic to heal my wounds yesterday?"
“No, I’m just an ordinary person,” Jiang Hua explained.
“Okay, I understand,” Jiang Xingzhou replied.
She was secretly thinking to herself that she definitely didn't want to reveal the secret, but she would keep it a secret for her.
Just as Jiang Hua and the others finished breakfast and were about to leave, Liu Tianming rushed over in a hurry.
"What's wrong, Brother Tianming?" Jiang Hua asked as she stepped forward.
"Hua, it's bad news! Ye Guicheng has his eye on you." Liu Tianming told Jiang Hua about Ye Guicheng's plan.
"It's alright, Brother Tianming, don't worry," Jiang Hua said knowingly to Liu Tianming.
"Hua, you need to be careful. Ye Guicheng is ruthless," Liu Tianming warned again.
"Yes, thank you for letting me know, Brother Tianming." Jiang Hua watched Liu Tianming leave before returning to continue tidying up the things she needed for the stall, and then took the basket with her.
"Don't worry, he's just a restaurant manager," Jiang Xingzhou said, having overheard Liu Tianming's words.
"Well, I'm not worried, I just find it a bit troublesome," Jiang Hua said leisurely.
It's quite a hassle. She's only been setting up her stall at the market for two days, and she's already been targeted by one of the town's top restaurants.
Upon arriving in town, she set up her stall in the same spot as always. However, today's market had a new stall selling braised pork offal, right across from her.
The price of pig offal was two coins lower than what she sold here, and for a while she lost a lot of customers, but some people still chose to buy from her.
Because of the price, the stall across the street sold out before hers and was happily counting her money, while the woman selling braised pork offal occasionally rolled her eyes at her.
Jiang Hua pretended not to see it at all.
However, just as they were about to leave, Jiang Hua saw the people who had bought her pig offal walking back angrily.
"Give me my money back! This braised pork offal is fake; it tastes completely different!" The customer slammed the braised pork offal, wrapped in oil paper, onto the stall.
In an instant, the sliced braised pork offal spilled all over the ground.
"Why would you want to back out? If you don't like the food, what does it have to do with us!" The woman immediately stuffed the silver pouch in her hand into her bosom, took a few steps back, and said loudly.
Just then, several more customers came back with pig offal to ask for a refund, which the woman was clearly unwilling to accept, and she was about to push her cart away.
Unexpectedly, the man who initially returned the money was not in a good mood either. How could he just watch the woman leave? He raised his hand and threw the things on the cart onto the ground.
He then raised the small vat containing braised pig offal and said to the woman:
"Are you going to back down or not? If you don't, I'll smash you to death! Don't you even know who I am? How dare you use this trash to play with me!"
"I'll retreat, I'll retreat, I'll retreat right now!"
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