After Chapter 156, all the money will be yours.
Upon seeing that it was Li Rong, Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and lowered her voice, saying, "Handsome guy, do you know that scaring someone can kill them?"
If the moonlight hadn't illuminated his handsome face so clearly, Jiang Nuanzhi would have swung the hammer directly at him.
Li Rong touched his nose and, mimicking Jiang Nuanzhi's lowered voice, said, "I saw you counting silver. I still have some here, you..."
"Shh, wait a minute!" Jiang Nuanzhi stopped Li Rong with a smile, "Come out and we'll talk."
As she spoke, she tiptoed into the house and, half-helping and half-supporting, led Li Rong outside, settling him down in a chair.
Just as Li Rong was about to speak, Jiang Nuanzhi stood up again: "Wait for me a moment."
As she spoke, she divided some of the fire she had just used and put it into the oven to preheat it.
She went into the kitchen and picked up some more things, then put them all into the basket.
Then she brought over two large bowls. Li Rong noticed that she had sprinkled something into the bowls and then prepared them with hot water before bringing them over.
Before long, a bowl like this was also placed in his hands.
He leaned closer and smelled it; the slightly burnt aroma of rice wafted towards him. He looked at her with a hint of confusion and asked softly, "What is this?"
Jiang Nuanzhi also held up a large bowl: "I fried the millet and made it into rice tea. Drinking this rice tea regularly can strengthen the spleen and stomach, replenish qi and blood, and detoxify and remove dampness. It's perfect for this time of year."
As she spoke, the large bowl became slightly hot. She frowned, trying to find a place to put it down, but the ground was too dirty, and she couldn't find a suitable spot for it. Just as she was frowning, Li Rong took the bowl from her.
He seemed unfazed by the heat, reaching out and placing it on top of the stove, along with his own.
Jiang Nuanzhi paused for a moment, then casually picked up the potato and started peeling it again.
Li Rong glanced at her slightly reddened fingertips from the burn: "Shall I help you?"
Jiang Nuanzhi was taken aback: "Can you do it?"
Li Rong nodded, staring at the nimble little hands for a while longer: "Perhaps it's worth a try."
Jiang Nuanzhi gave it to him with some skepticism, but saw that he peeled the potato quickly and well. Even the potato slices he cut were very even.
Adhering to the principle of "if you don't use it, you might as well use it", Jiang Nuanzhi asked him to cut up the shiitake mushrooms and sweet potatoes.
Then they put everything into the oven. The two of them filled the oven in no time.
"Okay, we can eat it in a bit."
As Jiang Nuanzhi spoke, she pulled her sleeves up a bit longer. Because she had lost some weight recently, it was easy to pull them up quite long. She used her clothes as a cushion to hold the bowl of perfectly brewed millet tea, preventing it from burning her hands. Then she took a sip of the hot tea, and the slightly roasted aroma of the millet tea slid down her throat and into her stomach. Jiang Nuanzhi couldn't help but sigh contentedly, "Comfortable."
Li Rong looked at her, his eyes filled with confusion.
He was a little confused. It was just ordinary food, and even though she had put in the effort, it was just millet. How could she act as if she were drinking some kind of delicacy? Her eyes were even curved into crescents in enjoyment.
Could such an easily satisfied young woman really be a wicked woman who torments children?
Li Rong found it hard to connect those bad things with the way she was now, drinking tea from a large bowl like a child.
I even felt a little guilty towards her.
Although he bought her, she is still his wife, and now he can't even afford to give her some nice tea.
"Hey? Why aren't you drinking?"
Just as she was lost in thought, Jiang Nuanzhi looked at her with surprise.
Li Rong, still in a daze, picked up the bowl and brought it to his lips. He ate most of it in one gulp.
Then, he couldn't help but nod, looking surprised: "It's really good."
Jiang Nuanzhi's lips twitched: "Isn't it hot?"
Li Rong: "Huh? Is it very hot?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
Li Rong seemed to want to taste if it was too hot, so he took another sip. The rice tea was empty. He held the bowl, swirled it around, and swallowed it along with the millet.
After finishing his drink, he turned to look at Jiang Nuanzhi and saw her sipping the tea with relish, her lips slightly reddened by the tea. For some reason, he felt that the tea seemed quite delicious.
I couldn't help but smack my lips. What did it taste like again?
Looking at the empty bowl, he wondered to himself if he asked her to make him another bowl. She probably wouldn't refuse.
However, before he could even say those words, Jiang Nuanzhi put down the bowl and opened her fair little hand to him.
Li Rong was slightly confused, and after a moment of stunned silence, he realized what was happening and immediately took out a handkerchief from his pocket: "The money is all here."
Seeing Jiang Nuanzhi looking over curiously, Li Rong unfolded his handkerchief with a slightly embarrassed expression.
“I don’t know how much silver you spent on your trip to Canglin, but I imagine it wasn’t an easy journey. I have nothing of value left, so please take it all if you don’t mind.”
Jiang Nuanzhi looked closely and saw that there were quite a few miscellaneous things in his handkerchief.
Most of them were loose copper coins and pieces of silver. At a glance, they weighed about four or five taels.
There was also a jade pendant that didn't look particularly good, a gold arrowhead, a dark thumb ring, and several pendants that looked like wolf teeth.
Jiang Nuanzhi looked at it for a long time, and Li Rong pursed his lips: "This is a bit too little. Let me write two more pieces of calligraphy, and perhaps I can exchange them for silver and then give them to you."
Jiang Nuanzhi grabbed her hand before he could withdraw it, and said with a smile, "I don't mind, I don't mind. Have you thought it through? Once you give it to me, you can't go back on your word."
As they were taking something, their fingers touched, and Li Rong felt an itch in his palm that seemed to travel all the way to his heart.
As if burned, he said dryly, "A man's word is his bond. I've given it to you, so you can do whatever you want with it."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "I'll give you all the money from now on."
After speaking, he noticed Jiang Nuanzhi staring at him with a smile. Li Rong's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he forced himself to remain calm, saying, "What are you looking at?"
Since ancient times, women have been in charge of domestic affairs while men are in charge of external affairs. It's only natural for him to give her this money, so there shouldn't be any problem.
Jiang Nuanzhi suddenly laughed: "I didn't expect you to be so good."
No matter the amount, men who hand over their wages are good men.
Thinking this, Jiang Nuanzhi took out a token from her bosom and returned it to him: "I didn't use the Dao when I went to Changlin City, so I suppose this thing is very important to you. Here you go."
Li Rong was taken aback: "Keep it, you might need it later."
Jiang Nuanzhi simply grabbed his hand, opened his palm, and slapped the token into his hand: "If I really need it, I'll just ask you for it later."
Seeing Li Rong's slightly dazed expression, Jiang Nuanzhi asked with confusion, "Why aren't you asleep yet so late?"
Li Rong: "I slept too much during the day."
Jiang Nuanzhi's expression was somewhat strange: "You usually sleep like this, fully clothed?"
Isn't he dressed way too warmly for his bed?
Li Rong touched his nose: "Hmm."
Jiang Nuanzhi: "Isn't it hot?"
She herself didn't feel hot, after all, in this desolate place, there was still a cool breeze in the summer.
However, Li Rong's nose and forehead were slightly damp with sweat, yet he was still wrapped up so tightly in his clothes, even wearing an outer shirt, which was truly puzzling.
Li Rong secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead: "...It's not hot."
Question: What is the hardest thing in the world?
Xie Liangchen: My backbone.
Jiang Nuanzhi: My fist.
Li Rong: My mouth.
(End of this chapter)
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