As he spoke, Xu Yaozu placed the books he had selected on the counter and then took a set of fine writing implements.
"This..." The shop assistant standing behind the counter looked at Xu Yaozu and his group with a troubled expression, then looked at Jiang Hua and her group.
“We don’t know each other, so whoever’s stuff it is pays for it,” Jiang Hua said to the waiter.
"I'm your younger brother, and you, as my older sister, have money, so why can't you buy it for me?" Xu Yaozu said, his face tense.
“She’s not your biological child, but I’m your younger brother.”
"Didn't you make a lot of money selling food at your stall these past two days?"
The further he went on, the more matter-of-fact Xu Yaozu's tone became.
"Forget it, Yaozu, your sister is already married. It's not wrong for her to spend the money she earns on her husband's family," Lin Shuyan stepped forward and advised.
"What does it have to do with you? Someone like you is still a novice? I'll buy you one when you're my own son." Jiang Hua replied casually.
“Cousin, how can you say that? Yaozu is your own brother, blood ties can’t be severed,” Lin Shuyan said understandingly.
Suddenly, all the students who were buying books at the bookstore turned to look at them.
"You can buy it out, can't you? What you're spending now is the money you got from selling me," Jiang Hua said leisurely.
Lin Shuyan's expression hardened; she hadn't expected Jiang Hua to bring this up so bluntly in public.
"Let's go, we've already paid." Jiang Xingzhou said to Jiang Hua as he put the books that the shop assistant had wrapped into his basket.
"OK."
"Sir, this totals fifteen taels of silver."
After Jiang Hua and the others left, the shop assistant began to fiddle with the abacus, calculating the books and writing implements that Xu Yaozu wanted to buy.
"Oh my god! How can it be so expensive?" Xu exclaimed involuntarily.
The crowd, which had just dispersed, stopped and looked at them again because of Xu's shout.
Xu Yaozu glared at the Xu family with resentment, feeling their gazes directed at him, and for a moment, he felt ashamed.
"Sir, this set of writing implements costs ten taels of silver, and these five books cost one tael of silver each," the shopkeeper explained.
"Yaozu, your grandmother only gave me ten taels of silver today," Xu said cryptically.
"Then we don't need this set of writing materials," Xu Yaozu said to the shop assistant, then sheepishly put it back in its original place.
My face suddenly felt burning hot, as if the voices around me were mocking me.
"Oh, Yaozu!" Xu Shi looked at Xu Yaozu who suddenly ran out, feeling completely bewildered.
"Aunt, I'm going to check on Yaozu. You pay the bill first, we'll wait for you outside." Lin Shuyan also felt a little embarrassed, so she made an excuse to go out.
"Honestly, five taels of silver for just a few books is like robbery."
After Lin Shuyan and Xu Yaozu left, Xu started nagging again, but the waiters pretended not to hear.
After leaving the bookstore, Jiang Hua and her friends went to the market, where chicken feet were being sold again today.
Judging by the appearance, it weighed about 30 jin (15 kg), and Jiang Hua wanted it all. She also told the stall owner to save some of his daily chicken feet for her.
There's no pork offal available today, as I haven't been able to set up my stall for several days. Several other vendors selling braised pork offal have appeared at the market, but their business seems slow.
Even if you don't have pork offal, salt-baked chicken feet will suffice.
"How much is this per pound?" Jiang Hua stopped in front of an old man selling potatoes.
"Three coins for two jin," the old man replied.
"Give me six jin," Jiang Hua said.
After buying another six pounds of potatoes, he pushed the cart back home.
Back home, Jiang Hua started cleaning and processing the chicken feet in the yard. It took her an hour and a half to finish processing the forty pounds of chicken feet.
Jiang Xingzhou has also returned from Black Wind Mountain, carrying three wild pheasants in his hand.
There was a small area in the yard that had been specially fenced off for raising chickens, so Jiang Xingzhou put the three wild pheasants into the chicken coop.
"Why don't we catch a few chickens and raise them?" Jiang Hua asked, looking at the somewhat empty chicken coop.
“Okay.” Jiang Xingzhou wrote it down.
As the sun set, Jiang Hua took out a few potatoes she had bought at the market that day and washed them. Jiang Xingzhou had also prepared a wild pheasant.
Tonight I'll make stewed chicken with potatoes. I'll cut the chicken and potatoes into chunks and put them in a clay pot to stew together.
After dinner, while going into the shower room, Jiang Hua entered her spatial dimension.
The little white snake immediately came forward, and Jiang Hua also saw the Ganoderma lucidum growing next to the spiritual spring.
A small patch has already grown. Jiang Hua estimated in her mind that there were about twenty ginseng roots. Since they are rare, she felt that these ginseng roots were as worthless as radishes.
"Master, the ginseng that has been baptized in this space is now a top-grade Ganoderma lucidum," the little white snake said excitedly.
Jiang Hua nodded, then, keeping track of the time, went into the bathroom to take a bath.
If the cooperation with Mingyue Tower comes through in a while, we'll need to buy a piece of land and build houses to live separately. Right now, we have to sneak around to enter the space.
When Jiang Hua came out of the bathing room, Jiang Xingzhou was standing in the courtyard.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Jiang Hua shook her slightly damp hair.
She was taking a bath in the bathroom when the little white snake reminded her that Jiang Xingzhou had come out, so she had to hurriedly leave the space.
"I came out to check on you since you hadn't come out for so long," Jiang Xingzhou said to Jiang Hua.
Seeing her wet hair, he strolled over to her.
"It's too late, let me use my internal energy to dry your hair."
"Well, thank you." Jiang Hua said thank you, turned her back to him, and let him operate it.
Less than three minutes later, Jiang Hua heard Jiang Xingzhou say, "It's done."
Her waist-length hair was already dry.
Sure enough, people with internal strength are amazing. If she weren't too old, she would want to learn it too.
...
The next day, since they had prepared the salt-baked chicken feet the night before, they pushed their cart to town after breakfast.
When they arrived at the market, there were already quite a few people there. Fortunately, the spot where they had set up their stalls was still empty, so they went back there.
“Miss Jiang, it’s been several days since we’ve seen you set up your stall. We thought you had left Qing Shi Town.”
As soon as Jiang Hua laid out a plate of salt-baked chicken feet, her regular customers gathered around and asked her questions.
"I had some things to take care of at home a few days ago, so I didn't come out," Jiang Hua explained with a smile.
"Is everything alright at home? Has it been resolved?" the regular customer asked casually.
"It's alright now, you can set up your stall here." Jiang Hua chatted with him for a few minutes about everyday things.
"So, is it only chicken feet today? Are you not making braised pork offal anymore?"
"We didn't make it because we couldn't buy any offal. Let's see if we can get some today. Would you like some chicken feet?" Jiang Hua asked, pretending to ask.
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