Chapter 395 Old Xin, did you see that? Women are terrifying.
"Arong!"
Chi Heng rushed forward to support him. Seeing that Li Rong's face was pale and he seemed to have lost consciousness, he hoisted him onto his back and said, "Quick! Go back and find your sister-in-law!"
"Thank goodness, my God of Wealth wasn't burned!"
Jiang Nuanzhi clasped her hands together and muttered, "Please don't be offended, everyone. It was not my fault that I disturbed you all on New Year's Eve. I will make up for it right away. I hope you will all bless me with both my regular income and windfall, and that I can excel in both medicine and cooking. Please, please."
The young princess was completely bewildered and couldn't help but mutter to Yu Chuan beside her, "What kind of gods is she worshipping? There are so many, and I've never seen a single one of them before?"
Yu Chuan looked at the statues in the middle, each with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a slightly different style, and blinked: "Doctor Jiang says they are the God of Wealth."
"Does the God of Wealth also oversee medicine and cooking? Besides, are there really that many Gods of Wealth? Won't it cause problems to put them all on one altar?"
Yuchuan: "."
"Isn't there another one in the middle? He looks like he's a doctor, right?"
"You're so stupid! You don't even recognize Hua Tuo?"
Little Baozhu looked at her rattle drum, which was scalded black, and couldn't help but pout. She glared unhappily at the little princess next to her.
The little princess's forehead twitched twice: "You brat, I was just comforting you, and you dare to talk to me like that? Do you believe I'll beat you up!"
Little Baozhu propped her head up and said, "I was scared when I was little, but I'm all grown up now, so I don't cry anymore. And I don't need your comfort!"
As she spoke, she picked up a rag like a little adult, stuck out her little bottom, and wiped the floor while saying to the little princess, "Let me tell you, the one that Mother put in the middle is Hua Tuo, the God of Medicine. The five on the side are all Gods of Wealth. Mother said they are the Five Gods of Wealth. And the one next to that is the Kitchen God and his wife."
As Baozhu spoke, she looked out the window with some worry: "I wonder if Uncle Chi has found Father yet? Why hasn't he come back?"
The young princess was stunned. Before she could ask anything, a scream suddenly rang out.
As she turned around, she saw Jiang Nuanzhi, who had been praying to the gods gently, now crawling out from under the table with the statue of the God of Wealth, holding a blackened box in her arms.
"Damn these bastards, I'll tear them to pieces!"
"My perfectly good banknotes! If they get burned, I curse them to have children without a penis, to be unable to defecate, to eat watermelons with seeds all over their bodies, to always have sand in their food, to realize they're going the wrong way after walking 99 steps out of 100, to trip over their own feet, and to find mice in their beds!"
Jiang Nuanzhi finally opened the box and breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, the box that Uncle Zhang specially made for me is quite sturdy, and the silver notes inside are safe."
The young princess swallowed hard, but couldn't resist looking over with curiosity: "Is that all?"
How could she possibly curse so many things?
However, she didn't dare say the second half of the sentence. What if she was unhappy and cursed herself as well?
Those things were absolutely terrifying, especially the last one—she really could die!
"Well, you don't actually need to exchange this little bit of silver for silver notes. Even if you convert it to gold, it won't amount to much, and you won't have to worry about water or fire then."
After saying this, he noticed Jiang Nuanzhi squinting at him and choked, "W-what's wrong?"
Seeing that Jiang Nuanzhi didn't speak, the little princess rubbed her rumbling stomach and said, "Ahem, um, I also dropped some food. When you're making food for your various gods of wealth later, could you make some for me too?"
Jiang Nuanzhi squeezed out through gritted teeth, "No way. Once the money and goods are out of my hands, I don't care about anything else!" She actually complained that her banknotes weren't enough. Those wicked capitalists!
"You...you..." The young princess's eyes widened. "How could you do this!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "That's it!"
The young princess glared angrily, but for the sake of her pretty face, she managed to swallow her anger: "I'll give you another two hundred taels, okay?"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "I won't sell. I hate rich people like you the most!"
Driven by resentment towards the rich, Jiang Nuanzhi decides to fight these wealthy people to the end!
"Ahhh!"
The next second, the little princess screamed.
Jiang Nuanzhi was startled.
The little princess pointed at the food scattered on the ground and continued to scream.
Jiang Nuanzhi clenched her fists in secret, thinking that if the other woman made a move, she could lie down and maybe get her money back.
However, the next second, the young princess burst into a tirade: "Whip the corpse! Whip the corpse! These bastards have spilled my food! I can't buy any more!!!"
Jiang Nuanzhi: "."
That's it, he's a reasonable person after all, so I can't extort him anymore.
Upon hearing this, the old man nudged Uncle Xin, who was pasting paper on the window beside him, and said, "Old Xin, did you see that? Women are really scary."
Xin Bo was applying paste, not even looking up, and just nodded earnestly: "The Grand Preceptor is right."
"Tsk tsk tsk," the old man's gossipy expression suddenly froze, and he stared straight at Xin Bo: "What! You! Said!?"
Xinbo looked at him as if he were a fool: "I say the Grand Preceptor is right."
“You…” The old man’s eyes widened.
"What's wrong with me?" Xinbo seemed confused by his words. "Hurry up, the windows on the second floor still need to be sealed. We also need to repair the roof later. Many tiles have been knocked off. If we don't seal them up quickly, the lady and the children will probably be cold at night."
After Xinbo finished speaking, seeing the old man's look of disbelief, he frowned and snatched the paste away: "Don't try to slack off. If you anger the madam, you won't get any food."
His appearance stunned the old man: "Anuan! Anuan! It seems like his mind has recovered! Come and see!"
Just as he was calling out to Jiang Nuanzhi, he suddenly heard Jiang Nuanzhi's hearty laughter.
The old man stared blankly at the dilapidated windows that looked like plasters, and the mess in the room. Then he looked at Jiang Nuanzhi sitting on the ground holding silver coins, and couldn't help but twitch his lips: "Old Xin, your brain is fine, but your wife seems to have lost hers."
"Grandpa Jing!" Ping'er returned with the dirty water and the wooden bucket. Upon hearing the words, she said with a stern face, "You mustn't speak ill of Mother. Be careful, or I'll tell her."
The old man shrugged: "If you don't believe me, see for yourself."
They decided to bring Ping'er along as well, and the group of them peered out the window to secretly peek at Jiang Nuanzhi.
Jiang Nuanzhi counted the silver notes over and over again: "A total of three thousand nine hundred taels! Wow! Our family is so rich now! Enough to last for a while. We can even buy a lot of expensive medicinal herbs. And then we can even replace the windows with the best ones. Wow, we've easily joined the ranks of the rich."
After counting the money, he turned around and saw the little princess staring angrily at the dumplings on the ground. He immediately smiled and pinched her cheek: "Don't be angry, okay? I'll make you another delicious one later. It'll be even better than today's, and it's free."
(End of this chapter)
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